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Title: McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Ellen, 1881
CollectionPatrick McMahon Glynn_Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins]
SenderMcMahon Glynn, Patrick
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationunemployed
Sender Religionunknown
OriginMelbourne, Victoria, Australia
DestinationGort, Co. Galway, Ireland
RecipientGlynn, Ellen
Recipient Genderfemale
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Word Count512
Genrefamily, weather, politics
Transcript2 Mint Place—La Trobe St
20th June 1881

My dear Mother
As there will [be] a vessel departing] in a few hours, I take
advantage of it in sending you a few lines with Lizzy Walsh's photograph.
She sent it to me last week to forward by the next mail, and
mentions in her letter that Johnny Wallsh would pass thro' Melbourne
en route for Wagga Wagga; his business in Dowlingsville not having
proved a success. I occasionally hear from all the Wallshs—except
Mrs. Wall, but I have heard nothing about her. This is mid-winter here, and much like—in temperature and moisture etc.—April or September. But a clear sky is the rule here not the exception. For people that like the absence of frost and snow, winter here would be a luxury. As far as news is concerned, I can scarcely send you any, that would interest you. It is the same old
thing here as at home—politics everywhere, of very little interest to
anyone except the fools that talk. They have been talking a lot of
rot, about Reform of the constitution here for the last three years,
and at last come near a settlement of it, by proposing to create an
Upper House instead of the present one, with a larger constituency
and lower qualifications for members and electors.
Every day is the same story for me. Get up at 7.30 a.m.
Breakfast at 8 a.m.—read—attend the Courts and hop[e]lessly advertize
myself from 10 to 1 p.m.—half-an-hour to feed—Courts again
until 4—read at public library until half-past-six—feed again—read
—talk a short time—retire to bed about 11.30 p.m. Occasionally I
make an attempt to get something to do at any line—but Melbourne
is overcrowded in all avocations. However, "Heaven has to all
allotted soon or late Some lucky revolution of their fate",
and if my heart would only behave with any common decency I
would defy the malice of fortune to interfere with my mind.
About an hour ago I got a letter to address a public meeting on
the day after tomorrow, on behalf of the Land Leaguers. Wallsh—
one of the traverses—is out here for his health, and spoke at a large
meeting at the Hotham Town Hall last week, for sympathy and
subscriptions. The meeting was attended by enthusiastic thousands;
and the second meeting is the one to which I am invited. About three
lines I wrote Wallsh on the subject of public feeling here brought my
name before the Australian Branch of the League, and then the
Secretary issued an invitation to me to speak.
I will not write any more now as I must run off to the Post
Office. I hope to hear you are all well and that you have not suffered
much from the distress, which indeed affected all classes alike as far
as I can see. Did you get the pamphlet all right—some did not.
With love to all

Your affectionate Son
P. McM. Glynn