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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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44 IN TIMES OF PERIL.
always so full of hope and comfort that one could
not but feel better after his visit. He would tell me
of what others were suffering for the same cause,
and I would forget myself in thinking of them.
After Mass each Sunday he would read to us a
resume of the week’s happenings, and I would listen
with bated breath for a familiar name or locality. I
shall never forget the Sunday he told us that
had been hanged during the week-I knew
him so well, and knew, too, that he left a wife and
ten young children. On another Sunday he told us
that six young men had just paid the death penalty
in Cork. How fervently I prayed for them that
morning!
It was terrible never getting a newspaper or a
a letter from home. I was sick for news of my dear
ones, and every Sunday I endured an agony of sus-
pense lest a loved name would be mentioned in the
casualties of the week. After I was three months
there I was entitled to receive and write a letter.
How vividly I remember my first letter from home!
Although it was more like a packet than a letter it did
not seem to contain half the news I was longing to
hear. I believe I knew that letter by heart, as I used
to read it daily for weeks. Then I was also entitled to
receive a visit, and I waited for several weeks, so that
it would make more of a break, and the time till my
next letter would not seem so long. In the mean-
time my sister wrote to the Governor to say that she
wished to come and see me, and I was sent for and
asked if I would see “ a person calling herself Mrs.
K. O’Connell, and alleged to be my sister.” Those
were the Deputy Governor’s exact words. I said,
