The New York herald., 1922-12-10

mighty Cavendish ways, all can tell
him is he will find himself knocked
! into cooked hat in jiffy, ana we
will have to put him to the necessity
of wiping the blood of all the Caven-
dishes from his noble nose a good
many times before he disposes of u.s. q"
! OBrien says that at that time Tim
was almost as fond of making himself
disagreeable to his friends as offensive
to his foes. His theory of life was to
regard everybody as an enemy till he
had proved the contrary. and he af-
fected brutality of speech that would
have made Swift or Rabelais green
with envy. He one time concluded an
harangue with these words: Il have
nothing more to say to you; / have
discharged my stomach" 1t was only a
very few intimates, O'Brien tells us,
who at that time knew the mans
amazing fertility Of Intellectual re-
source, his devouring industry, his
| eloquence Of tongue and pen, rich
with plentiful. and sometimes not too
reverent, borrowings from the Old
| Testament.
In those early days the marvelously
readable and brilliant United Ire
land, the weekly official organ OF the
party, was almost entirely the output
OF the pens of O'Brien and Healy,
dashed off in breathless intervals
| often in the middle of the night-be-
tween strenuous Parliamentary or pub
lie tasks. In their little office In
which the two Of them were at work
one night, Healy told visitor: Here
| O'Brien and concoct our United Ire
land salad-OBrien supplied the oil
and put In the vinegar"
We can appreciate the tireless and
inexhaustible energy of the man when
we realize that at this time Healy was
not only responsible for turning out
half Of the weekly organ but was
| likewise reading for the bar, attend
ing to his Parliamentary duties and
| by meetings and fiery speeches in
| every corner Of, the country making
| the Irish climate unwholesome for
English officials. Here is a picture
! Of him that we get from OBrien's
| pen, in the course OF the latter's de-
scription Of the great Mallow election:
"Healy and Sexton then in full blos-
som Of their superb powers and OF
their mutual amity, filled the veins
of the people of Mallow with liquid
fire by their impassioned eloquence
and glittering sarcasms. and when we
were obliged to depart by the night
mail for the mornings prosecution In
the Dublin Police Court they illumi-
mated every minute Of the long night
journey with flashes OF repartee and
brave young wit that even now, after
the lapse Of two and twenty years.
snake the whole air bright around
me when / recall IL, as IL did while /
lay In a corner Of the compartment
that night smarting with the agony
OF a painful illness. Even in the cab
from Kingsbridge. and as we parted
on O'Connell Bridge In the biting air
Of the winter morning, they cut and
thrust and answered back until the
Dublin gas lamps seemed to flash like
consultations"
House of Commons that Healy's lau-
rels were principally won. There he
distinguished himself not only as an
obstructionist but also as a construc-
tionist, and likewise as a satirist--one
of the most daring and one of the
most brilliant that the House will ever
know. Second only to Biggar did he
shine during the famous all night sit
tings of that House in the early eigh-
ties - the sittings wherein the little
handful OF Irish obstructionists held
the fuming, cursing, sleepy British
members In their seats all through the
long winter night and far into the
next morning. Joe Biggar had truly
diabolical delight in trampling on the
traditions OF their Parliament House
and insolentiy floutlng It's demi-gods---
then watching the Briushers squirm
and writhc. hearing them denounce,
threaten, curse him, seeing them eager