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Title: McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Robert, 1892
CollectionPatrick McMahon Glynn: Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins]
SenderMcMahon Glynn, Patrick
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationlawyer
Sender Religionunknown
OriginAdelaide, South Australia, Australia
DestinationGort, Co. Galway, Ireland
RecipientGlynn, Robert
Recipient Gendermale
Doc. No.
Partial Date
Doc. Type
Word Count336
Genrepolitics, family
TranscriptQueens Chambers
Pirie St. Adelaide
May 17th 1892.

My dear Bob
I am afraid to write to the address you sent me, as Medical
Students are proverbially migratory. At least, Eugene suggested
addressing you through Gort. Mr. Kelly arrived hale and single, and
I met him. Eugene was notified by me, but he moves this way very
seldom. I am glad you are under way towards your profession, and can only say that if you follow in the unerring footsteps of your
elder Australian brother, you will probably go—to the devil. I mean,
as far as student days are concerned. By the way, don't mistake me
for one who enthuses about Irish politics. I think most of the leaders
of both parties are a flatulent lot, and was not particularly impressed,
I can assure you, by patriots like Deasey. I am afraid, Irish Political
economists will make Home Rule & Ireland agree very badly. Some
of the letters, indeed all, sent home that bear my signature among
others, first come under my notice in the printed form. The Secy,
honors me by putting my name to correspondence above his.
By the way, I am still single. To tell you the truth, the Jenkins
party wanted me to be double. It is due to the blessed interest
relatives take either in me or my pocket, and perhaps my own devilmay-
care way of philosophising to spinsters and quizzing through a
friend. It is surprising how our Australian relations manage one's
affairs, and publish every idle rumor as fact. Eugene knows a thing or
two; keeps clear of his relations and saves his name and money. I
have a mind some of these days, to a[d]vertise for a wife and retire.
Let me hear from you some time. How is James getting on? He
never writes now. If his heart is as hypertrophied as mine, no wonder
he got married.
In haste, with remembrances to all who still retain my name

Your affectionate Brother
P. McM. Glynn