| Title: | McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Robert, 1896 |
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| ID | 4427 |
| Collection | Patrick McMahon Glynn: Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins] |
| File | glynn/79 |
| Year | 1896 |
| Sender | McMahon Glynn, Patrick |
| Sender Gender | male |
| Sender Occupation | politician |
| Sender Religion | unknown |
| Origin | Adelaide, South Australia, Australia |
| Destination | Gort, Co. Galway, Ireland |
| Recipient | Glynn, Robert |
| Recipient Gender | male |
| Relationship | siblings |
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| Log | unknown |
| Word Count | 339 |
| Genre | law practice, bachelorhood, advice on emigration |
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| Transcript | Queens Chambers Pirie St. Adelaide March 8th '96 My dear Robert Let me congratulate you on your having finished for the profession that is devoted to finishing. On the whole, I think, it is better than law—with its eternal pawing over dry papers & comparisons of judicial over refinings. I make a decent living true—but have to work for it—my clerks,—or fifty per cent of them, help me to spend it, with the help of cause of eternal borrowings. I wish you could send me out a wife, if I am not too old now to take—or rather affect—one. My mind, at all events, is always young—and perhaps, as our grandmother proved the leaning towards longevity; I may still do some little justice to the family desire to do keep up posterity. The devil of it is—a fellow generally likes, or imagines he likes, the wrong girl. Romances, especially Holy ones, are at a large premium here; and, on the principle of opposites, I ought to have a very holy one. My misfortune is to fall in love with most of the young girls I know—for a time; and as I don't believe in favoritism, hesitate to propose for any. I am not presumptuous enough, however, to be cocksure of the affirmative. As to yourself—though fortunes are not to be made here now, I think there is much more scope for a medical man than at home. Western Australia is booming quietly now, and, barring typhoid, the climate is healthy & hot. Eugene, at all events, has done better by leaving home. New Zealand is not, I think, an Eldorado. There is always a fair living for a doctor here—and occasional openings for a good one. The Elections will be on again in a week or two—but I am sick of politics, not having enough leisure and really loving a little, of which I never get, peace. With love to all Your affectionate Brother P. McM. Glynn |
