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In times of peril : leaves from the diary of Nurse Linda Kearns from Easter week, 1916, to Mountjoy, 1921 / edited by Annie M.P. Smithson.
Author
Kearns, Linda.
Contributor
Smithson, Annie M.P. De Valera, Eamon, 1882-1975.
Date Added
4 February 2016
Format
Book
Language
English
Publish Date
1922
Publisher
Dublin : Talbot Press ; London : T. Fisher Unwin Ltd.,
Source
Joseph McGarrity Books.
Topic
Kearns, Linda. Prisoners > Ireland > Diaries. Nurses > Biography. Ireland > History > Easter Rising, 1916.
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8 IN TIMES OF PERIL.
the chance. I was in Moore Street on the afternoon
when The O’Rahilly was killed. One of the
stretcher-bearers was with me, and we saw him
lying in the path, and went over to him, and found
that he was dead. But life must have only just left
him, for he was quite warm. I have heard many
stories since of his death, but do not think any
of them can be true. VVe concluded that death must
have been instantaneous, for he did not appear to
have moved after he had fallen. How calm and
peaceful he looked there, clad in the uniform of the
Republic for which he died, and with his dead face
turned up to that Heaven where his patriot soul
had surely gone. Well, Easter Week and its
aftermath of bloodrand tears passed, and no doubt
England in her stupidity believed that she had
quenched the sparks of rebellion beyond rekindling.
All the world knows now that the contrary was the
result, and that from the smouldering embers of
that week flared up the mighty blaze that was to
light our land from end to end.
Those of us who had risked "our all in '16 Were
not likely to be backward when the call for our
services came again, and in 1917 I was once mote
engaged in despatch work. One episode of this
period I remember very vividly. I was to carry an
important despatch from Dublin to the ‘West. It
was to be handed to me at the Broadstone. I can-
not, for obvious reasons, go into strict details, but
suffice it to say that by using a certain password:
the message was handed to me-slipped between the
paper cover and the book itself-in one of those
cheap editions of popular novels which we usgccl t0
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