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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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50 IN TIMES OF PERIL.
so much towards the end of my stay that I could not
settle to sleep for long afterwards. And the cells
were so cold, the stone floors sent me to bed with cold
feet, even during the beautiful weather of June and
July of last year. I thank God that I was not a
winter in Walton!
At last the order for my transfer arrived on Sep-
tember 15th, and I was told that I would be sent
back to Ireland that night. When the Governor told
me I could only ejaculate, “ Thank God!” I was
very ill that day and for the two previous days, and
had been seen by the doctor that morning, but the
very thought of getting back to my beloved country
gave me renewed strength, and I think that I was
almost happy that day.
I was brought from my cell at eight o'clock that
night, and, oh! heavenly moment when I discarded
the hateful convict garb which I saw no more!
A wardress came over from Mountjoy for me, and
when I was taken to the main gate I was very sur-
prised to find only two policemen in plain clothes
waiting for me with a taxi. It was, indeed, a change
from my last journey, when a very strong guard
accompanied me from Armagh, and another guard
as strong met me at Liverpool docks. We travelled
by night, and got to Dun Laoghaire very early in
the morning, and when I realised that the shores of
my beloved land were coming nearer and nearer to
me out of the mists of the September dawn, I shed
tears of joy. The wardress was most kind to me.
She gave me some chocolate on the boat, saying at
the same time: “ It's real Irish chocolate, and so you
will like it.”