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Title: McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Elizabeth, 1887
CollectionPatrick McMahon Glynn_Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins]
SenderMcMahon Glynn, Patrick
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationpolitician
Sender Religionunknown
OriginKapunda, South Australia, Australia
DestinationGort, Co. Galway, Ireland
RecipientGlynn, Elizabeth
Recipient Genderfemale
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Word Count517
Genrebeing a politician, family
July 17th 1887

My dear Elizabeth
I have about as bad a pen as mortal ever handled, but cannot
let this Sunday pass without a few lines to you. All the evening I
have been busy with calculations on a question on which I have to
address the House on Tuesday, and on which the other Members are
all against me, so cannot be very long. Of course the sympathy of
all at home was pleasing to me, and doubtless you are glad that a
Gort man is known here now. Since I opened in Parliament people
regard me as an orator, and I receive invitations to speak and lecture
from all sides and on all subjects. At present I have half a dozen
engagements pending, and refused several. Life and leisure are too
short to do everything. The Adelaide people want me to go there to
practice, and probably I will, as law here in an honest way is profitless;
though my constituents may not like the change. But a man
must consider himself in some small way. If I played my cards, as
other politicians do, I have no doubt I would be a Minister very
shortly, and some say Premier; but I will stick to my principles and
go wherever they lead me. The selfishness, insincerity and moral
cowardice of men, is almost disheartening. My worldly and shrewd
uncle, J. A. Wallsh, advises me again and again, to fling principles to
the dogs and study number one; but I can scarcely blame him.
The Dublin Journal is a capital little paper. Is the Joseph Glynn
our Joseph? If so, he is a promising writer. I suppose the J. Glynn
is a stranger. By the way, is Father McGlynn of New York anyway
connected with Gortonians? He is a fine fellow, though too fond
sometimes of American vulgarisms.
Fanny Glynn, alias McDonald is again married to a young
fellow named Schakel. It was a marriage of convenience, and they
seem to be happy. She is impetuous and peculiar, but really not
blamable. J. J. Madden and wife were here a fortnight ago, and I
spent a day with them. He improves on acquaintance, but is a little
slow. However, he is a good fellow. From Sister Bernard I have not
heard for a long time. I sent her a gift for Lizzy, which led to a
request that I should support one of the youngsters at a College, which of course was a little beyond my capacity, so I had to decline.
You must kiss all the youngsters for their colonial uncle. People
wonder I am not married, but though no one feels the loneliness of
life more than I do sometimes, the fates are not with me. Parliament
is now in session, we sit three days a week. They regard me as No.1 in the oratory line, which is a compliment, as Ward, the Chairman
of Committees, has been described as one of the greatest orators in
the British Empire. With love to you all, I am

Your affectionate brother
P. McM. Glynn