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Show Some Graves in Glasnevin. A welcome relief from these unhappy memories is afforded by 1he thought 'ihat spring to the mind at the sight of two companion graves close by, in which are buried perhaps the greatest colloquial humorists Ireland has known Sir Thomas Nedley, M. D., and the more famous Father James Healy of Wray'. Both were wont to set social c ircles in a roar by stories of the humorous ride of Irish politics. Xedlcy vc-es for many years medical adviser t ihe Dublin metropolitan police. He used to relate that on moving forward 10 sneak at a meeting on "behalf of an hospital charity, a. voice cried out "Three cheers, boys, for Doctor Ned-ley, Ned-ley, who killed more peelers than all ihe Fenians, put together." Of Father Healy a favorite story deals with his reply to Mr. Arthur Balfour who when chief secretary for Ireland asked him w hether he was so detested by the people peo-ple as the nationalist papers represented. represent-ed. "My dear sir," said the priest, "if the Irish people hated the devil as much as they hate you. my occupation would be gone." Not far from the graves o' the humorists is the mound beneath which bleeps that extraordinary man. Charles Stewart Parnell. and the memory of ;he darkness and despair in which his great career, like that of his mighty predecessor. O'Connell, terminated iii 1S91, brings back once more to mind the. haunting thought that tears alone are all that "Kathleen Ni Houlihan" ran offer in life to those whom site allures al-lures to her service, and after death hut yew to deck their graves. Yet here In Glasnevin there is a beauty and se- irenity that steeps in holy balm the troubled lives, the restless wills, the wounded hearts of those Irish nationalists national-ists who have found slewing nlaees within its pleasant borders, as well as in th uuforgeuipg heart of Ireland. f ! I |
