Memories of Sir Charles Cameron
A Link Between Me And The Battle Of Culloden (1746). My ancestors were adher...
A Link Between Me And The Battle Of Culloden (1746). My ancestors were adher...
A False Charge One day, in 1882, a sergeant of the Royal Irish Constabulary brought to me from the County of Kerry a parcel of man’s cloth...
Miss Olga Nethersole. The professors of the drama have to regulate their meal hours to suit the convenience of their profession. Late dinn...
The Wide Street Commissioners The Wide Street Commissioners, provided with large in oacy grants by Parliament, may truly be credited with ...
The History Of The Royal College Of Surgeons On the 25th October, 1883, I had the misfortune to lose one of the best and kindest wives ma...
A Procession Of Two Lord Mayors On the 2nd January, 1893, the Lord Mayor of Dublin (Mr. James Shanks) and the Lord Mayor of London (the late...
My Freedom Of The City I shall never forget the emotion which I felt when on Monday, the 24th February, 1911, I was made an Honorary Freem...
This is a strange book written just before British rule in Ireland began to come to an end. It is the memoir of a Unionist and a Protestant - yet one who avows the Jacobite cause - who falls over himself in the queue for even the whiff of royalty, a bon vivant, a man who, though born in Dublin, never really saw himself as being Irish.
Madame Melba and Signor Caruso. The largest attendances were at the dinners given in honour of Madame Melba and Signor Caruso. There was s...