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...Langford. Stories about him "teaching me navigation and me living in his home are a lot of hooey. . . . The guy . . . started sending me cables to appear in ... night clubs, . . . and him a preacher, at that." Day later, at San Francisco City Hall, beside Mayor Angelo Rossi, he noted the Irishmen on the reception committee (Quinn, Riordan, Casey, Murphy, Reilly) : ". . . From the names ... I figured I was back in Ireland. And here I always thought you were all Eyetalians up here." The crowd tittered uncertainly, then Corrigan said his last word: "You came to laugh at me and I came...
...Eliot-a Democrat since, aged 10, he alone voted for Woodrow Wilson in a class poll-is opposed by three Irishmen, in a heavily Irish district. His chance-rated even by local experts-lies in the Irish vote's splitting. Last week one of his opponents, Carroll Lehane, crashed an Eliot rally in Brighton. Instead of letting Mr. Lehane be bum's-rushed out. Candidate Eliot, trained to sportsmanship on the playing fields of Cambridge, invited him to speak. If nominated, Tom Eliot's harder fight will come in November, against crafty old Republican Robert Luce...
Conjunctions of dreamy, intellectual Jews and effervescent Irishmen may have ocurred before but never more effectively than in Cohen & Corcoran. Their mutual admiration is boundless. Ben says: "If it hadn't been for Tom, I would never have been heard of." Tom thinks Ben ought to get Cardozo's place on the Supreme Court. They call themselves catalysts-agents who cause reactions to occur without themselves being altered. Despite the seeming change in Corcoran, into a politician with power for the moment as great as Jim Farley's, this remains essentially true. Ambition for high office does...
Musty, tiny Bow Street Police Court in London opened one day last week with a case of two Irishmen caught fighting in the street. Later a prostitute was arraigned. As Chief Magistrate Sir Rollo Graham-Campbell was hearing evidence on this case, a tall, 42-year-old Danish Count, wearing a blue serge suit, carrying a brief case, strode in. Next entered a slender blonde young woman, formerly an American citizen, twice-married, once-divorced. The flashily dressed streetwalker bounced out of court. Shaggy-browed Sir Patrick Hastings, noted British barrister, rose, be to outline the case, that of Countess...
...number of ruined buildings, a few snipers still forlornly shooting from housetops, a profound wave of disillusionment in the Irish revolutionary movement. Last week, a young Irishman named Louis Lynch D'Alton dramatized the change in revolutionary hearts in a bitter first novel that showed how two Irishmen reacted to the Easter Week fiasco. To Revolutionist Andrew Kilfoyle, who fought in it, the Rising was sickening, "a revolt of poets and schoolmasters," inept, ill-planned, melodramatic, futile. It convinced him that next time there should be no sentimentality, no proclamations, no self-deception and no pity. But to Manus...