| Title: | McMahon Glynn, Patrick to Glynn, Elizabeth, 1887 |
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| ID | 4393 |
| Collection | Patrick McMahon Glynn: Letters to his family (1874-1927) [Gerald Glynn O'Collins] |
| File | glynn/45 |
| Year | 1887 |
| Sender | McMahon Glynn, Patrick |
| Sender Gender | male |
| Sender Occupation | politician |
| Sender Religion | unknown |
| Origin | Kapunda, South Australia, Australia |
| Destination | Gort, Co. Galway, Ireland |
| Recipient | Glynn, Elizabeth |
| Recipient Gender | female |
| Relationship | siblings |
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| Log | unknown |
| Word Count | 517 |
| Genre | being a politician, family |
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| Transcript | Kapunda 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 |
