Word: dublin
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...last week "the person of the King in the Irish Free State" (as in any other Dominion) was the Governor General appointed by the King. Irishmen thought the British crisis (see p. 14) an opportunity too good to lose. In Dublin the Dail by a vote of 81-to-5 frostily "approved" the fact that there is a new King, said nothing about "allegiance" and passed an amendment 79-to-55 that the office of Governor General of the Irish Free State is abolished...
...Sept. 19, 1803 an impetuous, unpractical, pock-marked young Irishman stood in a Dublin courtroom charged with high treason. His name was Robert Emmet and his crime was planning, with French help, an abortive Irish rebellion. Those were the days when orators were orators, and Robert Emmet's speech, "taken from the notes of a celebrated Stenographist," has been the favorite forensic floral piece of Irish-American ward politicians and barroom declaimers for 100 years...
Visiting in Manhattan last week was a kindly, frosty-chinned churchman of 79, an Icelander and a Jesuit, whose Norse ancestors included such worthies as Queen Aud, widow of Olaf the White, King of Dublin, Thórd Gellir the Godar, who re-formed Iceland's Althing (Parliament) in 965, Loftur Guttormsson the Rich. Hrólfur Bjarnason the Strong and Svenn Thórarinsson who was a procurator and royal farm manager in 1857. When a son was born to Svenn Thórarinsson, he named the babe Jon Svensson. But Jon's mother nicknamed her child...
William Jameson distilled his first batch of whiskey in Ireland in 1752, aged it in sherry casks. The company he founded is still making whiskey in Dublin although no Jameson has been in the firm since 1905. Present president of William Jameson & Co., Ltd. is smart, swart Lionel Marks. Last year Mr. Marks observed that during Prohibition the taste for malty Irish whiskey seemed to have dwindled away in the U. S., sought co-operation of National Distillers to get Jameson's consumed somehow. Their new "Irish-American" product is 25% pot-still Irish, 20 years...
...William Bulkeley, a Welsh squire of the 18th Century. For 26 years this pugnacious, high-spirited, cranky old landowner kept a day-to-day record of his affairs, with little more to note than the state of his crops, the weather, his many unsuccessful lawsuits, his trips to Dublin, his impatience with the government, his troubles with his irresponsible son. A widower, Mr. Bulkeley had a 20-year-old son and a 21-year-old daughter when he began his diary. Blowing up about debts, lawyers and parsons, as methodically as a geyser erupting, Mr. Bulkeley seems a good deal...