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Full Title	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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OCR ARREST. 17 clad lot appeared afraid to give them an order. This pandemonium went on for about half an hour, and then I was put back into my car and driven away in the company of three men, either police or Black and Tans, I do not know which, as the con- fusion and noise were very stupifying. The others were flung into the lorry, and we all met later in the barracks, No. 2, in Sligo. I shall never forget the scene in the day-room of that barrack! The prisoners were just thrown in by force. Commandant was terribly badly beaten, and bled profusely from the head; indeed, all were more or less hurt. I saw Dr, at one side of the room, and a Black and Tan holding a revolver over his head, and insisting that the doctor should endorse a cheque which he had in his possession, so that the Black and Tan could cash it. I also saw Professor being beaten, and all his things taken from his pockets. (He and Dr. had been arrested just before ourselves, and on the same road.) My own leather overcoat, gloves, wristlet watch, and signet ring were taken forcibly from me, and never returned. In the centre of the room was a table, on which was a strange mixture of rifles and ammuni- tion, whiskey and porter! The men came in and out continually, and would knock off the head of a bottle of stout, and drink it without a glass, and they drank the whiskey neat from the bottle. As a result, they were all more or less intoxicated, some of them so bad that they were more like fiends than human beings. After a while the Head Constable’s daughter came and searched me, and I was then taken to a “lock up ”--a tiny room, with a hard B

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