Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 NIGHT - THE STREETS About ten o'clock large crowds began to gather in the streets immediately in the neighbourhood of the scaffold, but the outer barrier arrested all further progress, and then these Englishmen sat down. The peculiar characteristic of the nation was fully displayed by the lively disputes concerning the purchase of hot potatoes which were being cooked in enormous quantities by machines resembling fire-engines. Around these were squatted those chattering, swearing, obscene; but eating assemblages to be found nowhere but in England. Wrangles and jokes were settled and laughed at, and politics and Fenianism warmly and energetically discussed. Cans of beer and lumps of cheese; hot potatoes and squares of bacon; steaming pies and odorous onions- hodge-podges of marvellous and heterogeneous confusion were discussed and consumed with a gusto that only the eve of an execution can bring to the enlightened Englishman. Females sat in these gatherings, and joined in these disgusting festivals as confidently as if that were the scene for woman. Young lads and girls sported in high glee in front of the glaring gas jet that told of the beer-cellar and youthful lips rang out the ready oath that spoke the culture of degraded parents. A strong contrast was found in the stolid, stupid, besotted mass that leaned against the barricade; it stirred not, breathed not, spoke not- but patiently awaited the chance of improving their position, and with unruffled and bovine quiet, stayed out the weary night to witness the strangulation of three human beings. Just before the barricade a wall of policemen prevented the possibility of entrance. Those who had tickets forced a difficult way through the crowd that hoarsely shouted in reckless blasphemy, or roared a line of drunken song, or warmly disputed the possession of food, or hotly quarrelled for the right to drink, and were then blocked by that immovable barrier of stolid savages through whose compact gathering passage was impossible. It was pleasant - if one could be pleasant then - to know that "the mere Irish" were not of these brawlers, that the never failing charge of riotous uproar must this night be laid to the account of the uncouth sons of Lancashire. I learned on inquiry that the Catholic clergy had inculcated peace and moderation to their people and especially requested them to absent themselves from Salford and its neighbourhood during the night of the execution. This commendable injunction was strictly obeyed and there was no Irish element in the motley crew whose ugly shadow was thrown in grotesque outline across the feebly lighted streets. At last I made my way to the Albert Hotel, a house standing almost fifty yards from the scaffold on the opposite street. I had learned that 'the fourth estate,' was there and there only; and soon I found myself in presence of some fifty press-men from every port of the United Kingdom. At intervals during the night we dropped out in couples to see the streets, but there was a general cluster when a Manchester gentleman brought in a copy of an anonymous letter which had been received by Calcraft, with the pithily illiterate rejoinder of that worthy man! - "If you hang any of the gentlemen condemned to death at the New Bailey Prison, it will be worse for you; you will not survive afterwards." Calcraft immediately sent the note to the visiting justices of the jails, with this comment - " I have received the enclosed letter. It seems a serious job. I hope you will look after it that I shall get home safe again." It seems that the executioner was in some say worried; and in truth if preparation could ease his mind, he must have been content. About twelve o'clock the police entered every house, and took the name and address of all persons who did not permanently reside therein. It is rather lucky Mr. Calcraft was not shot, or else we might all have been put on trial on the capital charge in that "constructive" spirit which marks the administration of recent law. About two o'clock the fog was dense and bitterly cold. An hour later; vocalism became popular, and the ringing tones of "John Brown" from a hundred throats pierced the thick "blanket" of the night." And thus, in eating, and drinking, and singing, and dancing ,and talking, and swearing, and marching, did these Englishmen hail the morn whose first light heralded coming and certain death to three men hard-by. There is little to add respecting the prison life of the condemned. Clinging to hope at first, they believed for some days after sentence was passed that they would not be hanged. The assurances which they received from without, however, dispelled this feeling a few days ago, and since Wednesday the men have been fully resigned to their fate. The parting interviews of Allen and Larkin with their friends took place on Friday; and after their final severance from earthly ties, the doomed men devoted themselves with increased fervour to their religious duties. They were locked up at the usual hour - about half-past six o'clock. Strange as it may appear; the three men, standing on the brink of the grave, about to suffer an ignominious death, slept as soundly as had been their wont. At a quarter to five o'clock on Saturday morning, Mr. Holt, the warder in charge, went to their cells and awoke them. The priests in attendance, the Rev. Canon Cantwell and the Rev. Fathers Quick and Gadd, celebrated mass at half-past five, and administered the holy communion. After partaking of the sacred rite, the convicts spent their time in prayer until nearly seven o'clock, when they breakfasted. The last preparations were then begun. At twelve minutes to eight o'clock, the executioner and his assistant, Armstrong, were introduced into the cell in which the convicts were placed, and the process of pinioning their arms was gone through. The priests stood by the side of the unhappy men, administering the consolations of religion, and exhorting them to firmness to meet the last dread ordeal. The convicts at this time manifested a remarkable fortitude. Not one of them flinched in the least. They had severally expressed an intention to address the crowd from the scaffold, but at the urgent entreaty of the priests they abandoned that intention. At a quarter to eight o'clock the interior court of the gaol presented a strange and striking spectacle. Behind the wall in New Bailey-street was erected the long staircase leading to the scaffold, and by the side were platforms for the tise of the military. The fog was so dense that objects could be but faintly distinguished at a distance of thirty yards. Suddenly the worlds of military command were heard and a company of the 72nd Highlanders marched round the Roundhouse and took up a position in line of the foot of the staircase. Simultaneously small detachments of the same regiment ascended to the platform, and crouched there, with their loaded rifles slightly projecting over the prison wall. At almost the same moment the heads of a line of soldiers arose above the parapet of the railway viaduct. A line of warders was formed in the gaol court. The sentries on duty ceased their walk; magistrates and reporters stood aside, and a dead silence prevailed for a few moments, as a signal was given from the corner of the Roundhouse. At three minutes past eight o'clock the solemn voice of a minister repeating the litany of the Roman Catholic Church was heard; and the head of the procession became visible through a thick fog, about thirty yards from the foot of the staircase. The Rev. Cantwell walked first, by the side of Allen. The convict was deadly pale; his eyes wandered alternately from the priest to the individuals standing round and then he uplifted his gaze in a vain endeavour to pierce the dense canopy which hung above him. He walked with a tolerably steady step, and uttered the response, "Lord, have mercy upon us." in a firm voice. As he ascended the staircase he seemed to summon all his courage, and he succeeded so far as to be able to confront the crowd with an unshrinking countenance. Next to him came Larkin, in whose appearance confinement and anxiety of mind had wrought a striking change. He walked with difficulty and required the support of the warders as he mounted the staircase. He seemed to join mechanically in the responses; and as he neared the head of the stirs he gave one hasty glance at the black beams overhead and seemed about to faint. Gould was the last, and he met hi fate firmly. Joining in the responses with a steady voice, and keeping his eyes upward, after one glance at the group assembled below, he mounted the steps without hesitation and took his place upon the drop. ...to be continued... Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

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...continued... Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 THE EXECUTION As the moment drew nigh there was a stillness in the crowd that might be felt. The jail clock rang out eight in sharp cold tones, and the units were repeated by the anxious multitude. At the moment the cap of the officer commanding the Third highlanders inside the jail appeared above the wall, and soon the gleaming guns moved briskly towards the scaffold. At two minutes past the hour the door was opened and Allen appeared. By those who looked up and saw that young but distorted face, it will never be forgotten. he stepped firmly on the drop, his wan and convulsed countenance raised to the sky; in his pinioned hands he clasped the cross, and in agonizing tones fervently cried, "Jesus, have mercy on us; Jesus, have mercy on us." Calcraft was by his side instantly, quickly drew the close-fitting white cap over his head, and threw the noose round his neck. Allen continued to pay loud and fast. The executioner just touched his hand and turned to receive Gould who boldly stepped on, raised his bound hand, and laid it on Allen's; he then kissed him on the cheek, and immediately joined in prayer. At this moment Larkin stepped on and looked collected, but almost immediately reeled, staggered, and fell with bent knee and helpless body slightly against Gould and fainted in the arms of a warder. Gould turned and looked on Larkin, who was held up while Calcraft with rapid hand adjusted the cap and noose. A dull crash was heard, and the three ropes sprung to their utmost length. Allen's was perfectly still, Gould's quivered for a moment, Larkin's had a rotary motion, and then all was still. The clergymen continued to repeat the prayers for the dead, standing uncovered over the suspended corpses. For three quarters of an hour the prayers were repeated, and then all retired. At seven minutes past nine the door was re-opened and Calcraft appeared to remove the bodies. He looked a comely old man, with a large, flowing white beard. He wore a velvet travelling cap and stood right firmly on the scaffold. With one hand he held the single portion of the rope, while, with the other, he undid the knot which ran round the beam. he then held in his two hands the rope from which was suspended the body; and so on to the end of his foul work. He was assisted by a young man who is practicing this vile trade in Chester ,and who is styled in a Manchester paper, " a manly fellow." At half-past nine the huge crowd began to melt - the deed was done - the law was revenged - the sight was over. And every man went into his place. AFTER THE EXECUTION The Times says - "When at nine o'clock the bodies were cut down, hardly any persons but those on duty round the spot were present. The remains of the culprits were at once carried down the ladders leading from the scaffold, and taken across the prison yard into a little soil, where they were laid on benches. The straps which had bound them were then removed. and the surgeon came and certified formally as to their deaths. Singularly enough, as far as the expression of their features might be judged, Allen seemed to have suffered most, through he died earliest and apparently without a struggle. The features of Larkin, who jerked the scaffold itself in his convulsive struggle, were as placid as though he had merely fallen asleep. The remains of Gould, too, showed equal signs of tranquility in death as those of Larkin. The hands were opened wide; those of Larkin were merely folded together; but with Allen, who had apparently never moved, the finger nails seemed almost dug into the flesh. About the middle of the day the bodies were buried, without form or ceremony, in the jail passage where Burrows the murderer is laid, the only murderer - indeed, the only other criminal- that has ever suffered death in Salford jail. Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

...continued... Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 NIGHT - THE STREETS About ten o'clock large crowds began to gather in the streets immediately in the neighbourhood of the scaffold, but the outer barrier arrested all further progress, and then these Englishmen sat down. The peculiar characteristic of the nation was fully displayed by the lively disputes concerning the purchase of hot potatoes which were being cooked in enormous quantities by machines resembling fire-engines. Around these were squatted those chattering, swearing, obscene; but eating assemblages to be found nowhere but in England. Wrangles and jokes were settled and laughed at, and politics and Fenianism warmly and energetically discussed. Cans of beer and lumps of cheese; hot potatoes and squares of bacon; steaming pies and odorous onions- hodge-podges of marvellous and heterogeneous confusion were discussed and consumed with a gusto that only the eve of an execution can bring to the enlightened Englishman. Females sat in these gatherings, and joined in these disgusting festivals as confidently as if that were the scene for woman. Young lads and girls sported in high glee in front of the glaring gas jet that told of the beer-cellar and youthful lips rang out the ready oath that spoke the culture of degraded parents. A strong contrast was found in the stolid, stupid, besotted mass that leaned against the barricade; it stirred not, breathed not, spoke not- but patiently awaited the chance of improving their position, and with unruffled and bovine quiet, stayed out the weary night to witness the strangulation of three human beings. Just before the barricade a wall of policemen prevented the possibility of entrance. Those who had tickets forced a difficult way through the crowd that hoarsely shouted in reckless blasphemy, or roared a line of drunken song, or warmly disputed the possession of food, or hotly quarrelled for the right to drink, and were then blocked by that immovable barrier of stolid savages through whose compact gathering passage was impossible. It was pleasant - if one could be pleasant then - to know that "the mere Irish" were not of these brawlers, that the never failing charge of riotous uproar must this night be laid to the account of the uncouth sons of Lancashire. I learned on inquiry that the Catholic clergy had inculcated peace and moderation to their people and especially requested them to absent themselves from Salford and its neighbourhood during the night of the execution. This commendable injunction was strictly obeyed and there was no Irish element in the motley crew whose ugly shadow was thrown in grotesque outline across the feebly lighted streets. At last I made my way to the Albert Hotel, a house standing almost fifty yards from the scaffold on the opposite street. I had learned that 'the fourth estate,' was there and there only; and soon I found myself in presence of some fifty press-men from every port of the United Kingdom. At intervals during the night we dropped out in couples to see the streets, but there was a general cluster when a Manchester gentleman brought in a copy of an anonymous letter which had been received by Calcraft, with the pithily illiterate rejoinder of that worthy man! - "If you hang any of the gentlemen condemned to death at the New Bailey Prison, it will be worse for you; you will not survive afterwards." Calcraft immediately sent the note to the visiting justices of the jails, with this comment - " I have received the enclosed letter. It seems a serious job. I hope you will look after it that I shall get home safe again." It seems that the executioner was in some say worried; and in truth if preparation could ease his mind, he must have been content. About twelve o'clock the police entered every house, and took the name and address of all persons who did not permanently reside therein. It is rather lucky Mr. Calcraft was not shot, or else we might all have been put on trial on the capital charge in that "constructive" spirit which marks the administration of recent law. About two o'clock the fog was dense and bitterly cold. An hour later; vocalism became popular, and the ringing tones of "John Brown" from a hundred throats pierced the thick "blanket" of the night." And thus, in eating, and drinking, and singing, and dancing ,and talking, and swearing, and marching, did these Englishmen hail the morn whose first light heralded coming and certain death to three men hard-by. There is little to add respecting the prison life of the condemned. Clinging to hope at first, they believed for some days after sentence was passed that they would not be hanged. The assurances which they received from without, however, dispelled this feeling a few days ago, and since Wednesday the men have been fully resigned to their fate. The parting interviews of Allen and Larkin with their friends took place on Friday; and after their final severance from earthly ties, the doomed men devoted themselves with increased fervour to their religious duties. They were locked up at the usual hour - about half-past six o'clock. Strange as it may appear; the three men, standing on the brink of the grave, about to suffer an ignominious death, slept as soundly as had been their wont. At a quarter to five o'clock on Saturday morning, Mr. Holt, the warder in charge, went to their cells and awoke them. The priests in attendance, the Rev. Canon Cantwell and the Rev. Fathers Quick and Gadd, celebrated mass at half-past five, and administered the holy communion. After partaking of the sacred rite, the convicts spent their time in prayer until nearly seven o'clock, when they breakfasted. The last preparations were then begun. At twelve minutes to eight o'clock, the executioner and his assistant, Armstrong, were introduced into the cell in which the convicts were placed, and the process of pinioning their arms was gone through. The priests stood by the side of the unhappy men, administering the consolations of religion, and exhorting them to firmness to meet the last dread ordeal. The convicts at this time manifested a remarkable fortitude. Not one of them flinched in the least. They had severally expressed an intention to address the crowd from the scaffold, but at the urgent entreaty of the priests they abandoned that intention. At a quarter to eight o'clock the interior court of the gaol presented a strange and striking spectacle. Behind the wall in New Bailey-street was erected the long staircase leading to the scaffold, and by the side were platforms for the tise of the military. The fog was so dense that objects could be but faintly distinguished at a distance of thirty yards. Suddenly the worlds of military command were heard and a company of the 72nd Highlanders marched round the Roundhouse and took up a position in line of the foot of the staircase. Simultaneously small detachments of the same regiment ascended to the platform, and crouched there, with their loaded rifles slightly projecting over the prison wall. At almost the same moment the heads of a line of soldiers arose above the parapet of the railway viaduct. A line of warders was formed in the gaol court. The sentries on duty ceased their walk; magistrates and reporters stood aside, and a dead silence prevailed for a few moments, as a signal was given from the corner of the Roundhouse. At three minutes past eight o'clock the solemn voice of a minister repeating the litany of the Roman Catholic Church was heard; and the head of the procession became visible through a thick fog, about thirty yards from the foot of the staircase. The Rev. Cantwell walked first, by the side of Allen. The convict was deadly pale; his eyes wandered alternately from the priest to the individuals standing round and then he uplifted his gaze in a vain endeavour to pierce the dense canopy which hung above him. He walked with a tolerably steady step, and uttered the response, "Lord, have mercy upon us." in a firm voice. As he ascended the staircase he seemed to summon all his courage, and he succeeded so far as to be able to confront the crowd with an unshrinking countenance. Next to him came Larkin, in whose appearance confinement and anxiety of mind had wrought a striking change. He walked with difficulty and required the support of the warders as he mounted the staircase. He seemed to join mechanically in the responses; and as he neared the head of the stirs he gave one hasty glance at the black beams overhead and seemed about to faint. Gould was the last, and he met hi fate firmly. Joining in the responses with a steady voice, and keeping his eyes upward, after one glance at the group assembled below, he mounted the steps without hesitation and took his place upon the drop. ...to be continued... Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 THE MANCHESTER TRAGEDY The earnest and persevering efforts made to save the lives of the Fenian prisoners at Manchester having unfortunately failed of success, the last sentence of the law was carried out on Saturday morning at eight o'clock on the three prisoners Allen, Gould and Larkin. the crowd was very much smaller than was anticipated and all was quiet. Extensive arrangements had been made by the authorities to insure the peace being preserved. No attempt, however, was made to disturb it, and the number of those who assembled to witness the sad scene was much fewer than was expected. The mayors both of Manchester and the adjoining borough of Salford issued notices urging the people to abstain from being present on the occasion and all the Catholic clergy impressed similar advice on their flocks. We give the following details which will be read with melancholy interest. THE CONDEMNED MEN The boat and train which brought me here yesterday morning also conveyed the sister and cousin of Allen, and two sisters-in-law of Larkin. When I got to the prison at ten o'clock I found these poor women seeking admission for the last time to those ill-fated and unhappy men. Inside the iron gate set Larkin's wife and children - mere babes. They were soon joined by his affected mother and a more heart-tearing scene I never witnessed. Words have no power to convey the blank despair - the wild but speechless mercy of these poor women. They were possessed by that dumb, hopeless grief, whose expression was the big unhidden tear that rolled down the wan and emaciated face. But the eloquent and ominous silence twas broken by the presence of young Allen's almost distracted affianced whose low piteous cry and frequent bursting sob compelled the sympathy of all, and made even strangers turn swag. For reasons I daresay unknown, and certainly never to be explained, this miserable band were refused even the hope of admission, and after clinging to those iron bars for hours, they were sent away by authority. Subsequently a message was sent to Allen's mother that she would be allowed in, and his sister, cousins and his youthful betrothed were denied that last interview for which they had come so far. Of Larkin's relatives, his mother, his wife and baby child were permitted to see him. Larkin's mother was greatly excited in the corridors and she approached the cell in which lay her unfortunate son; but she and her companions in misery were soothed by the Rev. McGadd, who had been in continual and immediate attendance on the men since their conviction. He told them to allay their fears, and quiet the expression of their sorrow- that their unfortunate relatives had received in meek submission the never-failing consolations of religion. The reverend father administered the Holy Communion to his charges every alternate morning for the past ten days. LETTER OF THE MARCHIONESS OF QUEENSBURY I happened to meet at the jail, yesterday morning, a young gentleman who was the bearer of good news to these unhappy men and their afflicted relatives. He came from the Dowager Marchioness of Queensbury, of ancient Catholic lineage. he was the bearer of a letter to Father Gadd, in which the noble lady enclosed £100 to be distributed as his reverence should deem proper. Subjoined is the letter, which is certainly one of the most beautiful ever written- "My Dear Friends - It may be that these few lines may minister some consolation to you on your approaching departure from this world. I send you by the hands of a faithful messenger some help for your wife, or wives and children in their approaching irreparable loss, and with the assurance that as long as I live they shall be cared for to the utmost of my power. Mr. M'Donnell, the bearer of this for me, will bring me their address and the address of the priest that attended you. "It will also be a comfort for your precious souls to know that we remember you here at the altar of God, where the daily remembrance of that all-glorious sacrifice on Calvary for you all is not neglected. "We have daily Mass for you here, and if it be so that it pleases the good God to permit you thus to be called to himself on Saturday morning, the precious body and blood of our Lord and Saviour, and our Friend, will be presented for your before God at eight o'clock on that day, that blood as precious which cleanses from all sin. May your last words and thoughts be Jesus. Rest on Him who is faithful and willing and all powerful to save; rest on Him and on his sacrifice on that Cross for you, instead of you, and her him say - 'To-day thou shalt be with me in Paradise.' Yet will we remember your souls constantly at the altar of God after your departure, as well as those whom you leave in life. "Farewell, and may Jesus Christ, the Saviour of sinners, save us all, and give you His last blessing upon earth, and an eternal continuance of it in Heaven. "CAROLINE QUEENSBURY. "Ventnor, Isle of Wight." Father Gadd immediately communicated the contents of the letter to the condemned and their families. They were deeply grateful. The Dowager Marchioness of Queensbury, is a daughter of the present Sir William Clayton, Bart. Her mother was heiress of Colonel O'Donel, eldest son of Sir Neil O'Donel, Bart. of the county of Mayo. Her husband, while still a young man, killed himself in 1858, by accident, when out shooting. One of her sons lost his life two years ago when ascending Mount Blanc. ...to be continued... Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

To the Chief, well, do you have any soultions, suggestions and/or advices? Speak up. Michael

Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 THE MANCHESTER TRAGEDY The earnest and persevering efforts made to save the lives of the Fenian prisoners at Manchester having unfortunately failed of success, the last sentence of the law was carried out on Saturday morning at eight o'clock on the three prisoners Allen, Gould and Larkin. the crowd was very much smaller than was anticipated and all was quiet. Extensive arrangements had been made by the authorities to insure the peace being preserved. No attempt, however, was made to disturb it, and the number of those who assembled to witness the sad scene was much fewer than was expected. The mayors both of Manchester and the adjoining borough of Salford issued notices urging the people to abstain from being present on the occasion and all the Catholic clergy impressed similar advice on their flocks. We give the following details which will be read with melancholy interest. THE CONDEMNED MEN The boat and train which brought me here yesterday morning also conveyed the sister and cousin of Allen, and two sisters-in-law of Larkin. When I got to the prison at ten o'clock I found these poor women seeking admission for the last time to those ill-fated and unhappy men. Inside the iron gate set Larkin's wife and children - mere babes. They were soon joined by his affected mother and a more heart-tearing scene I never witnessed. Words have no power to convey the blank despair - the wild but speechless mercy of these poor women. They were possessed by that dumb, hopeless grief, whose expression was the big unhidden tear that rolled down the wan and emaciated face. But the eloquent and ominous silence twas broken by the presence of young Allen's almost distracted affianced whose low piteous cry and frequent bursting sob compelled the sympathy of all, and made even strangers turn swag. For reasons I daresay unknown, and certainly never to be explained, this miserable band were refused even the hope of admission, and after clinging to those iron bars for hours, they were sent away by authority. Subsequently a message was sent to Allen's mother that she would be allowed in, and his sister, cousins and his youthful betrothed were denied that last interview for which they had come so far. Of Larkin's relatives, his mother, his wife and baby child were permitted to see him. Larkin's mother was greatly excited in the corridors and she approached the cell in which lay her unfortunate son; but she and her companions in misery were soothed by the Rev. McGadd, who had been in continual and immediate attendance on the men since their conviction. He told them to allay their fears, and quiet the expression of their sorrow- that their unfortunate relatives had received in meek submission the never-failing consolations of religion. The reverend father administered the Holy Communion to his charges every alternate morning for the past ten days. LETTER OF THE MARCHIONESS OF QUEENSBURY I happened to meet at the jail, yesterday morning, a young gentleman who was the bearer of good news to these unhappy men and their afflicted relatives. He came from the Dowager Marchioness of Queensbury, of ancient Catholic lineage. he was the bearer of a letter to Father Gadd, in which the noble lady enclosed £100 to be distributed as his reverence should deem proper. Subjoined is the letter, which is certainly one of the most beautiful ever written- "My Dear Friends - It may be that these few lines may minister some consolation to you on your approaching departure from this world. I send you by the hands of a faithful messenger some help for your wife, or wives and children in their approaching irreparable loss, and with the assurance that as long as I live they shall be cared for to the utmost of my power. Mr. M'Donnell, the bearer of this for me, will bring me their address and the address of the priest that attended you. "It will also be a comfort for your precious souls to know that we remember you here at the altar of God, where the daily remembrance of that all-glorious sacrifice on Calvary for you all is not neglected. "We have daily Mass for you here, and if it be so that it pleases the good God to permit you thus to be called to himself on Saturday morning, the precious body and blood of our Lord and Saviour, and our Friend, will be presented for your before God at eight o'clock on that day, that blood as precious which cleanses from all sin. May your last words and thoughts be Jesus. Rest on Him who is faithful and willing and all powerful to save; rest on Him and on his sacrifice on that Cross for you, instead of you, and her him say - 'To-day thou shalt be with me in Paradise.' Yet will we remember your souls constantly at the altar of God after your departure, as well as those whom you leave in life. "Farewell, and may Jesus Christ, the Saviour of sinners, save us all, and give you His last blessing upon earth, and an eternal continuance of it in Heaven. "CAROLINE QUEENSBURY. "Ventnor, Isle of Wight." Father Gadd immediately communicated the contents of the letter to the condemned and their families. They were deeply grateful. The Dowager Marchioness of Queensbury, is a daughter of the present Sir William Clayton, Bart. Her mother was heiress of Colonel O'Donel, eldest son of Sir Neil O'Donel, Bart. of the county of Mayo. Her husband, while still a young man, killed himself in 1858, by accident, when out shooting. One of her sons lost his life two years ago when ascending Mount Blanc. ...to be continued... Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 THE MANCHESTER TRAGEDY Contrary to our most recent hopes and prayers, those of the Fenian prisoners at Manchester - Allen, Larkin and Gould (or O'Brien) have been put to death, nominally for the murder of Sergeant Brett, but really for the successful rescue of the Fenian leaders Colonel Kelly and Captain Deasy. The political scaffold has thus, after the lapse of half a century, been once more raised in England. It is well understood, and will be dearly remembered hereafter, that these men were put to a horrible death because they were Irishmen and because they strove to the best of their knowledge and power to win their country's independence. Had that country been England - and not Ireland, their reward had been, not the gallows, but the Spectator tells us "something very like admiration and sympathy." It is not a question for discussion - blood is thicker than water, and millions of Irishmen feel that a great public crime has been committed, not the less odious because of its base hypocrisy. Had those men or any others been tried, convicted, and hanged for treason, the curse of the British government, however cruel and unwise, would at all events have been straightforward. But public hypocrisy has ever been a great British talent, and in this case the utmost advantage has been made of it. The common sense of the world will, however, scout with contempt the false pretence that three men were executed for murder. Mankind indeed will be apt to characterise by the foul name of murder, not the casual death of the policeman, but the deliberate and dastardly slaughter of the Fenian victims. At all events Irishmen and have but one feeling regarding this odious crime, and all who have committed, advised, abetted, or rejoined at it. Nor is it a feeling that will quickly pass away. In that miserable five minutes on the scaffold of Manchester a deed was done that has sundered Englishmen and Irishmen for this generation. "There rolls between us a great sea of blood." In one day the political relations between the two countries have retrograded half a century. Ireland cannot forgive that wanton and cruel bloodshed. England must account for the lives of these three men, humble though they were. Millions who know nothing of Fenianism feel for these men as if they were their own kindred foully murdered. God knows we do not exaggerate. Men who resisted with their whole strength the Fenian movement - priests who denounced it from the altar - have shed hot and bitter tears over this deed of blood. Could it be otherwise while they had the hearts of Irishmen in their bosoms? The government have committed a great - a fearful- an irreparable mistake. The problem of Irish disaffection and Irish misery, always difficult, they have made well night hopeless. Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

This may not be much help, but Daisy Hill Hospital is in Newry, some 14 miles north of Dundalk. This may have implication if you are searching for records, Newry being in Northern Ireland and Dundalk in the Republic of Ireland. Regards Richard

Mike wrote: > Is there a book which listed the participating units in the the Irish > Rebellion of 1798? > > So far, I got: > http://www.regiments.org/wars/19fr-nap/798irelnd.htm > > Blackstock, Allan. > An ascendancy army: the Irish Yeomanry, 1796-1834. > Four Courts Press, 1998. ISBN: 1851823298. > > Clark, George B. > The Irish soldier in Europe, 1585-1815 > Academica Press, 2002. ISBN: 1930901429. > > Ireland's battles and battlefields: a series of articles in Evening > Telegraph by Joyce, Weston St. John. > > United Irish, defenders and the rebellion of 1798 > Daley, Robert Charles. > Thesis (M.A.)--Concordia University, 1975. > > Military history of the Irish nation comprising a memoir of the Irish > Brigade in the service of France : with an appendix of official papers > relative to the Brigade from the archives at Paris. > O'Conor, Matthew > Hodges and Smith, 1845. > > Vautravers, Guillaume. > Le reÌgiment d'infanterie irlandaise de Rooth, Roscommon et Walsh, > 1718-1790. > Thesis (doctoral)--Université de Bourgogne, 1997. > > Mike > > > Stradling, R. A. > The Spanish monarchy and Irish mercenaries: the Wild Geese in Spain, > 1618-68. > Irish Academic Press, 1994, ISBN: 0716525097. I fail to see what many of the items on your list have to do with your stated interest in 1798. Regards, The Chief

Is there a book which listed the participating units in the the Irish Rebellion of 1798? So far, I got: http://www.regiments.org/wars/19fr-nap/798irelnd.htm Blackstock, Allan. An ascendancy army: the Irish Yeomanry, 1796-1834. Four Courts Press, 1998. ISBN: 1851823298. Clark, George B. The Irish soldier in Europe, 1585-1815 Academica Press, 2002. ISBN: 1930901429. Ireland's battles and battlefields: a series of articles in Evening Telegraph by Joyce, Weston St. John. United Irish, defenders and the rebellion of 1798 Daley, Robert Charles. Thesis (M.A.)--Concordia University, 1975. Military history of the Irish nation comprising a memoir of the Irish Brigade in the service of France : with an appendix of official papers relative to the Brigade from the archives at Paris. O'Conor, Matthew Hodges and Smith, 1845. Vautravers, Guillaume. Le reÌgiment d'infanterie irlandaise de Rooth, Roscommon et Walsh, 1718-1790. Thesis (doctoral)--Université de Bourgogne, 1997. Mike Stradling, R. A. The Spanish monarchy and Irish mercenaries: the Wild Geese in Spain, 1618-68. Irish Academic Press, 1994, ISBN: 0716525097.

Looking for info on O'Regans of County Cork 1830 -1865 and or marriage of Thomas O'Regan to Ann Morris in this time period.

Anyone know latest Edress of Mick Campbell? He used to be at mickyprobably@hotmail.com. I have picture of his relatives from county Monaghan. Patrick Traynor. tray@lanset.com

I am looking for William Vance, he arrived by ship from Northern Ireland between 1719 and 1750 to Chester County PA. I believe he is from Clyrone of Aughave, Tyrone. Does anyone have information on ports of departure from Ireland. Where would I find records of Presbyterians in Northern Ireland, like Christenings, births etc., prior to 1720?

I live in Canada and found the index portion of Brian Cantwell's cemetery index for Cos. Wicklow and Wexford. There are about five surname entries that I am interested in, but do not know how to get the transcription. If there is someone who has the book, who would be so kind as to do a lookup, I would very much appreciate it. I can provide the surname and the graveyard. Or perhaps, you could point me to how I might get this information. Thanks so much, Janice

Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 BIRTHS November 22, at Westminster, Grosvenor-road, Rathmines, the wife of R.O. Anderson, Esq., of a daughter. November 24, at 41 Lower Dominick-street, the wife of P. Gibbons of a daughter. MARRIAGES November 29, at the Roman Catholic Church, Borris-in-Ossory, byu the Rev. J. Bi9rch, P.P., William Delany, Esq. of Rathdowney, to Winny, second daughter of James Farrell, Esq., merchant , Borris-in-Ossory. November 23, at the Church of St. John the Baptist, Clontarf, Mr. Joseph H. Keenan, son of Charles Keenan, Esq., of Mary-street, to Theresa, youngest daughter of the late Thomas Collins. November 23, in the Church of St. Andrew, Westland-row, by the Rev. Canon Farrell, Christopher D. Woods, to Mary, Daughter of the late Mr. John Brougham, of Sough Great George's-street. DEATHS November 24, at her residence 4 Merrion-avenue, Blackrock, after a long and painful illness, borne with Christian resignation, in the 68th year of her age, Mrs. Mary Jordan, relief [sic - relict?] of Richard John Jordan, much regretted by her family and friends. May she rest in peace. November 25, at Upper Abbey-street, William Bergin, aged 65 years. May he rest in peace. November 26, at 10 Cole's-lane Market, Mr. James Mullen. May he rest in peace. November 22, at the Convent of Mercy, Newcastle-on-Tyne, Sister Mary Xavier of the Holy Cross, in the 34th year of her age and the 15th of her profession, daughter of the late John Hayden of this city. R.I.P. November 27, Mary, wife of William Owens, Esq., of Shallen County Meath. Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

Irish Catholic Chronicle And People's News of the Week Dublin, Ireland Saturday, 30 November 1867 PROFESSION AND RECEPTION - On the festival of the Presentation, the Convent of our Lady of Mercy in Ardee was the scene of an interesting and edifying demonstration, the profession and reception of two young ladies. The Most Rev. Dr. Kieran, Primate of all Ireland, officiated on the solemn occasion. the young lady professed was Miss Pally, of the county of Down and the lay sister was Miss Mary Callan, youngest daughter of Mr. Thomas Callan, of Shanlis. LAUNCH OF THE STEAM-SHIP "MULLINGAR" - On Wednesday this magnificent steamer was successfully launched from the building-yard of the enterprising firm of Messrs. Walpole, Webb and Bewley, Northwall. She has been built for the City of Dublin Steampacket Company. Lady Esmonde, widow of the late Right Hon. Sir Thomas Esmonde, whose death is recorded, has bequeathed the sum of £30,000 to the board of Trinity College as Trustee, for the purpose of building and endowing a classical school in the county of Waterford. A man named Thomas Francis was arrested on Monday morning at New-street, on suspicion of being a Fenian Centre, and he was conveyed under the Lord Lieutenant's warrant to Kilmainham Prison. BREAD RIOTS AT BELFAST On Saturday evening a serious bread riot occurred here, and although it lasted but for a comparatively short time, there was a considerable amount of damage done. A few weeks ago the journeymen bakers of the town made a demand for higher wages, and threatened to go on strike if their employers did not grant it. After some consultation, the master bakers decided to give an increase, and about the same time they raised the price of bread. This course excited general dissatisfaction among the working classes and proposals were freely mooted in the newspapers and elsewhere for the establishment of one or more bakeries on the co-operative principle to enable householders to purchase bread at a cheaper rate. the employers in several of our large foundries and mills held meetings, at which resolutions were unanimously passed condemning the increase in the price of bread as unjust and oppressive, and pledging the people not to purchase any more bread from the bakers until they could obtain it a lower rate. No general public meeting however, was held and yesterday afternoon, when a large assembly of persons met at Carlisle Circus, a piece of waste ground on the Antrim road, to consider what steps should be taken to reduce the present tariff. The meeting lasted about an hour, and on breaking up portions of the crowd attacked the model bakery. Not more than two or three panes were broken when a small force of constabulary arrived, and drew up in front of the building. The crowd then rushed down the road and did not halt till they came to the bakery of Mr. Trueman, T.C., having broken the glass in the windows, they made a sweep of all the biscuits, confectionary, &c, exposed for sale. By this time all the constabulary in town were on duty, and the mayor and resident magistrates were most active in their exertions to preserve the peace. A cry was then raised, "To the public bakery!" (in Church-street) and accordingly to the public bakery they went. A volley of stones through the windows announced their arrival here. Thereupon some one inside fired among them. They then went to the steam bakery, a large establishment belonging to Marsh & Co. and having smashed the glass, took all the bread they could get. Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/

"Annette Lynch" <allyn@surferie.net> wrote: : I have fairly consistently been told that records at the National Library : cannot be copied, and I have always had to accept transcriptions only. It's Parish records cannot be photocopied, but other records, such as newspapers, can be photocopied by staff on request. There is a fee, used to be four pounds some years ago, and it usually took a day or more. I look forward to the day when the newspaper collection is in a separate place from parish records so that microfilm reader/printers can be used. -dja

sir_crispin_gaylord@yahoo.co.uk beitelde in het scherm news:1131291770.503283.212170@g47g2000cwa.googlegroups.com : > GSI.Secretary@familyhistory.ie wrote: >> Greetings from the Genealogical Society of Ireland www.familyhistory.ie >> >> A Chairde, >> >> The Arms presented to the new President of the Genealogical Society of >> Ireland are now uploaded to the Society's website > > Sir > > Have these arms been granted by lawful authority? Or has your > organisation decided to aggrandise itself by unilaterally assuming > these arms? > > Yours, etc > > Sir Crispin Gaylord, Bt > > Yeah, this is the way the English protect their nobility... <quote> Riddle of fraudster with stolen identity By David Sapsted (Filed: 18/10/2005) A photograph of a fraudster who stole the identity of a dead baby has been issued by police in an attempt to identify him. Christopher Edward Buckingham Christopher Buckingham The man, who calls himself Christopher Edward Buckingham, took the identity in 1983 from a nine-month-old boy who died 20 years earlier. He used the birth certificate to obtain a national insurance number and passport. Buckingham, who claims to be 42, was arrested after a passport check as he boarded a Calais-Dover ferry. He pleaded guilty at Canterbury Crown Court last week to making an untrue statement to obtain a passport and faces up to two years in prison when he is sentenced next month. Police believe that Buckingham, who at first claimed to be a lord and had notepaper bearing the crest of a title that has not been used for 200 years, is hiding a "terrible" secret. Det Con Dave Sprigg, the Kent detective who led the investigation, said yesterday: "I think he has gone to such lengths to hide his identity - and even now, with the threat of prison, still refuses to reveal it - that he must have something terrible to hide. I want to know what that secret is.'' Buckingham met his Canadian wife Jody when he was backpacking in Germany in the early 1980s. They came to England in 1983 and married on Dec 7, 1984, in Watford. Buckingham told his wife that he had been living on a kibbutz in Israel. The couple, who have two children - Lindsey, 19, and Edward, 17, divorced eight years ago. When his ex-wife was told by police that they were suspicious about her ex- husband, she replied: "I feel exactly the same way. I'm longing to know who he really is." Although he owned a three-bed semi in Northampton, Buckingham was living in Zurich and working as an IT consultant at the time of his arrest. <unquote> Source: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2005/10/18/nbuck18.xml -- Eddy Landzaat ================================================================ Altijd op zoek naar de familie Van Veen in Utrecht en Amsterdam. Zie ook mijn website: http://www.landzaat.info Emigratie naar Ierland als weblog: http://desprong.blogspot.com ================================================================

BALLINA CHRONICLE Ballina, Mayo, Ireland Wednesday, April 10, 1850 IMPORTANT DECISION IN CASES OF APPEAL AGAINST POOR RATES It will be seen by a report which we give elsewhere that in all cases of appeal against poor rates the appellant must be a party to the recognizances which the law requires to be entered into in such cases. It has been generally supposed that an agent, appointed in writing by a principal, had authority, under a recent statute, to sign the notices and recognizances in his own name; but, the question having been raised by Mr. McAndrew, on the part of the Guardians of the poor of this union, at the late Sessions at Swinford, upon an ejection made by him to the validity of a recognizance signed by the agent of Sir Roger Palmer, it would now seem that the authority of the agent merely confers upon him the right of signing the name of the appellant to the recognizances to which, it would appear, that the appellant himself must, of necessity, in law, be a party. We think the Assistant Barrister has taken a very fair and a very reasonable view of the question, for we consider that it could never have been contemplated that the Guardians should, in such cases, lose the security of a principal for recovery of costs to which they might possibly be unnecessarily subjected. Besides, it is not opposing any difficulty to the bringing of appeals, nor does it interfere with the due facility which it was intended should be given for this purpose, to hold that the name of the principal should in all cases be signed to the recognizances, as it is quite as easy for the agent to sign the name of the appellant as to sign his own name. We believe the question had not been raised before. The decision upon it is important, and, in our opinion, reasonable, and in accordance with the spirit and true interpretation of the law upon the subject. SWINFORD QUARTER SESSIONS These sessions commenced on Wednesday last. There were about 800 civil bills entered for trial, of which there were a great many for recovery of poor rates payable to the Guardians of the Poor of the Ballina, Killala, Swinford and Castlebar Unions. There were about fifty appeals against the rate in the Killala Union, of which eighteen were brought by Sir Roger Palmer, in each of which the valuation was reduced at the rate of from 25 to 30 per cent. There were also 12 appeals against the rate made in this union on 11th Dec. 1849. One of these appeals was brought by John F. Knox, Esq., of Mountfalcon; one by Mr. Wm. Joynt, of Crossmolina; and ten by Sir R. Palmer. John F. Knox, Appellant; the Guardians of the poor of the Ballina Union, Respondents. In this case the appellant complained principally of being overvalued. The Valuator, Mr. Cunningham, admitted that in some cases he had been valued too highly, and the valuation was reduced in conformity with his evidence. Wm. Joynt, Appellant; Same, Respondents. In this case the appellant complained of being overvalued as occupier. On reference to the rate book it appeared that the rate of which he complained had been charged against him as Immediate Lessor. The appeal was accordingly dismissed. Sir Roger Palmer, Appellant; Same, Respondents. Mr. Thomas MacAndrew, on behalf of the Respondents, said- I object to the right of the appellant to be heard in this case. I rely for the support of my objection upon the insufficiency of the recognizance, which I content should have been entered into by the appellant either in person or by his agent. The recognizance in the present case has been signed by the agent in his own name, which I submit is bad. I refer to the 22d and 23d sections of the act 12th and 13th Vic, cap. 164. I submit also that in respect of property for which the appellant has been rated as occupier, he has no authority to appoint an agent for the purpose of an appeal, but should himself act in person. Mr. O'Donel, on behalf of the appellant, argued in support of the recognizance, and contended that the known agent of a party, duly appointed, was authorized in law to sign the notices and enter into the necessary recognizances in his own name, and that the introduction of the name of the appellant, in such cases into the recognizances, so as to bind him therelly, was not required by law. Court - I think the objection raised to this recognizance is a good one. The party appealing is required to enter into a recognizance either by himself or his agent, and I think an agent duly appointed to bring an appeal has authority to sign the name of the appellant to the recognizance; but where the agent signs his own name instead of that of the principal, he thereby releases the appellant, as far as the recognizance is concerned, form all liability as to costs, which I think was not intended by the act, and there is then no compliance with that part of the law which makes it necessary, for the appellant to enter into a recognizance. I must therefore dismiss the appeal. Nine other cases of Sir Roger Palmer's went off upon the same point and were accordingly dismissed. Mr. O'Donel applied to the court to have the cause of the dismissal of the appeals entered as a matter of record in the books. Mr. MacAndrew opposed this application and stated that if any particular reason were assigned upon the record for the dismissal of the appeals, and that appellant afterwards removed the proceedings by certiorari to the Queen's Bench, the respondents might be concluded by it, and might be deprived of an opportunity of raising any further object to the notice or recognizance which he stated that, if necessary, he was prepared to do. The Assistant Barrister refused to allow the cause of the dismissal to be inserted on the books but said that although his own opinion, on the subject was still, in order to allow the appellant an opportunity of referring to any decisions upon the point which he might suppose to be in his favor, he would allow the cases to remain open until the June Sessions of Ballina, when he stated he would confirm the dismisses if no cause were shown to the contrary. These cases therefore stand thus for the present. Cathy Joynt Labath Ireland Old News http://www.IrelandOldNews.com/