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...spiritual director of the nuns, Canon Peart decides, under the prodding of the local legal shark, to sue for libel and defamation of character - he needs the money to pay for that dry bathroom which was necessary for the dignity of the parish. Suing the Sassenach and his newspaper seems the answer...
...Patrickstown is all right in its own way-only an hour's jaunt out of Dublin, with good fishing, cozy drinking facilities, its inhabitants (now that Lord Patrickstown, the last of the Protestant gentry, is a convert) sleeping peacefully under the benign but totalitarian rule of Roman Catholic Canon Ignatius Peart. The canon's only worries are the prevalence of love in the hayricks and the difficulty of raising funds to fit his parish house with an upstairs bathroom (which the local water pressure will not reach...
...Watery Mind. At this, "a number of bees quietly biding their time in the national bonnet sprang to life with an angry hum." Everyone, including the canon, knows that the nuns did skip over fires on Midsummer Eve, but this is nothing to the big fact that no Englishman -and a writer at that - can "put down" an Irish priest in his own parish. The Englishman, of course, cannot see the logic of this, and takes the unreasonable attitude that his own good name is at stake; he will not let the London newspaper pay off. The case sets...
During the Irish Rebellion of 1798 priests were sometimes executed by the "pitch cap": a tonsure of tar was ignited on the condemned man's head. Honor Tracy gives her own light twist to those cruel days. She drops a ripe red mulberry on the head of the canon. Its juice is the same color as his own flushed scalp. From there on, talented Author Tracy rarely, if ever, relents. In one word, the story is Irish, perhaps - to borrow the judgment Joyce's Dedalus made of his "all Irish" father - it is "all too Irish...
...that all this has been told before will be right. Two years ago Honor Tracy, then a 38-year-old journalist on assignment for the Sunday Times of London, made a pointed little pen sketch of the village of Doneraile in County Cork and its 82-year-old priest, Canon Maurice O'Connell, who was then raising funds to build himself a new house. Miss Tracy's story was too pointed for the old canon, who sued the newspaper, which settled out of court with an apology. Journalist Tracy (who, like her fictional hero, is thatch-headed), thereupon...