The Young Girl Beside Me Lost Her Shyness After A While, And Let Me Point Out The Features Of The Country That Were Beginning To Appear Through The Dawn As We Drew Nearer Dublin.

She was delighted with the shadows of the trees - trees are rare in Connaught - and with the canal, which was beginning to reflect the morning light. Every time I showed her some new shadow she cried out with naive excitement -

'Oh, it's lovely, but I can't see it.'

This presence at my side contrasted curiously with the brutality that shook the barrier behind us. The whole spirit of the west of Ireland, with its strange wildness and reserve, seemed moving in this single train to pay a last homage to the dead statesman of the east.

Part III

A LETTER HAS come from Michael while I am in Paris. It is in English.

MY DEAR FRIEND, - I hope that you are in good health since I have heard from you before, its many a time I do think of you since and it was not forgetting you I was for the future.

I was at home in the beginning of March for a fortnight and was very bad with the Influence, but I took good care of myself.

I am getting good wages from the first of this year, and I am afraid I won't be able to stand with it, although it is not hard, I am working in a saw-mills and getting the money for the wood and keeping an account of it.

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