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Chapter 1
HisadvicetoeveryIrishmanwas:stayinthelandofyourbirthandworkforIrelandandliveforIreland.Ireland,Parnellsaid,couldnotspareasingleoneofhersons.
Silenceallroundmarkedtheterminationofhisfinale.Theimperviousnavigatorheardtheseluridtidings,undismayed.
—Takeabitofdoing,boss,retaliatedthatroughdiamondpalpablyabitpeevedinresponsetotheforegoingtruism.
Towhichcolddouchereferringtodownfallandsoonthekeeperconcurredbutneverthelessheldtohismainview.
—Who’sthebesttroopsinthearmy?thegrizzledoldveteraniratelyinterrogated.Andthebestjumpersandracers?Andthebestadmiralsandgeneralswe’vegot?Tellmethat.
—TheIrish,forchoice,retortedthecabbylikeCampbell,facialblemishesapart.
—That’sright,theoldtarpaulincorroborated.TheIrishcatholicpeasant.He’sthebackboneofourempire.YouknowJemMullins?
Whileallowinghimhisindividualopinionsaseverymanthekeeperaddedhecarednothingforanyempire,oursorhis,andconsiderednoIrishmanworthyofhissaltthatservedit.Thentheybegantohaveafewirasciblewordswhenitwaxedhotter,both,needlesstosay,appealingtothelistenerswhofollowedthepassageofarmswithinterestsolongastheydidn’tindulgeinrecriminationsandcometoblows.