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Title: McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Ellen, 1883
CollectionPatrick McMahon Glynn: Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins]
SenderMcMahon Glynn, Patrick
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationlawyer
Sender Religionunknown
OriginKapunda, South Australia, Australia
DestinationGort, Co. Galway, Ireland
RecipientGlynn, Ellen
Recipient Genderfemale
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Word Count600
Genrelocal economy, work, family, politics
Sept. 22nd 1883

My dear Mother
This is Saturday afternoon and there is a mail, being made up
for the Orient which leaves on Monday, so I may as well take
advantage of a few spare moments and write you a letter. We are
right into the heart of spring now, and there is every promise of a
good season this year. Another bad crop would mean ruin—but up
to the present the rain has come regularly and well apportioned, so
that the farmers are hopeful. Within the last week the green of the
fields has become thickly interspersed with dandelion, a weed imported
from the Cape. In some cases the effect is pleasing to the
eye, as the dandelion flowers look, at a short distance, like so many
flakes of gold fallen on the grass. I noticed this particularly this
morning, when returning from my after breakfast pleasure (indeed
the only thing I really enjoy thoroughly) a quiet half-hour's read in
the park before going to business.
Our agricultural show came off here on Thursday, but the only
item in connection with it of any interest to you is that we had a dinner in the evening at which I was called upon to propose the
health of Parliament and, I believe, did not make a fool of myself
like some of the others. I will try and send you the Adelaide Register,
which refers to it. I don't know whether I mentioned to you that the
Register referred in high terms to one of my articles about a fortnight
ago and extracted it in full. Indeed I have been particularly fortunate
in that way, as the leaders have attracted a good deal of attention, and
the Proprietor has been complimented on them, while the Herald's
circulation has increased.
Fanny Glynn wrote to me yesterday and seems getting on better.
Her house is full of what are—in most cases—decent fellows. Cissey
is living in a small cottage somewhere—but, except that times are
hard with her, I know little more about her. As for Sister Bernard, it
is months since we communicated. Two of the local sisters were in at
my office today, and mentioned that she was busy and well. Johnny
is still enjoying a condition of moderate prosperity, like myself. We
have not met for about a month, but on Tuesday I will be probably
in town and see him.
We are in the middle of a political crisis here for the last few
days, the Bray Government having been defeated on a question of
taxation by a catch vote. The rejected clause of the Bill before the
House will be submitted to the Legislative Assembly again on
Tuesday, when a second Government defeat may bring about a
dissolution. If you read the Herald articles you will see that I have
been hammering away at them. But, of course, South Australian
Politics are not easily appreciated elsewhere. One great advantage,
however, connected with a young country is that recognized evils
have not become too firmly rooted to make one despair of checking
their growth. The Land question, for instance, has its importance
here as well as at home, but by perseverance the true relations of the
State to the Soil may be settled here without a revolution.
I got your papers this week. The Country seems quieting in
Ireland. You see the Informers have been kicked out of Australia.
The anti-agitation feeling is very strong in the Colonies.
I must now finish, with love to you all
Your affect. Son
P. McM. Glynn