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VOL. I. NO. 8.
LOUISVILLE: SATURDAY, AUGUST 27, 1898.
PRICE FIVE CENTS.
Kentucky
Irish
POPE LEO XIII.
The Grand Old Han of the
Vatican Reported to
Be Dying.
Most Progesslve Pope of Modern Times.
Democratlo in Sentiment and a
Friend of Labor.
Wonderful Work of His Life Who His
Successor Is Likely to Be and
How Chosen.
SLIGHT OF BODY STRONG OF MIND
The sudden decline of Pope Leo XIII.
has cast a gloom around the world. That
he has been the most progressive Pope
for centuries is generally owned, says a
writer in the New York Journal. His'
power as a governing intellect and as a
HIS HOLINESS
diplomat has extended outside of all
religious circles. His physical collapse
coming so soou after England's loss of
Gladstone and Germany's bereavement at
Bismarck's death is' a singular coinci
dence. It brings before the gaze of the
world a wonderful career.
Tito Morning of His Life.
Pope Leo XIII. came of a noble Italian
family. His baptismal name was Vin
cenzo Gioachimo Pecci, and in his veins
flows the blood of the ancient Rienzi. '
With his high birth 'and brilliant intel
lect all avenues were open to him. Polit-1
ical preferment was for the asking. But
his mother had a presentiment of his holy
calling.
While in their native city of Carpento
little Vincenzo and his brother Joseph
were taken by their devout mother to the
Jesuit college at Viterbo. Joseph was
large and strong, but the delicate, sweet
faced Vincenzo, or "Neno," as he was
called at home, was called "L'Angio
letto" (Little Angel) by the master.
His companions nicknamed him Mater
Prelates (Mother of Piety) from his fan
cied resemblance to one of the pictures of
the Virgin. But that sweet, boyish face
soon matured into the strong, soulful and
magnetic countenance that fascinated all
men and drew them irresistibly to him.
He hesitated for a time about becom
ing a priest. It seemed like the renounc
ing of all his ambition.
His spiritual nature prevailed and he
received holy orders. It was not long
before he saw that even in the cloister
the influence of a strong mind was far
reaching.
He was needed in the political religious
work of the church, His mission as
Nuncio to the Belgian capital revealed to
him and his superiors his great diplo.
matic power. It was then that the new
ambition came to hinj to become Pope.
His mother's dream at the time of his
birth that this great office was in store
for him inspired him still further in his
efforts.
Promotion quickly followed his splen
did work for the church, and he was made
Bishp of Perugia in 1840. This was but
another step toward his goal. He gath
ered into his hands still other lines. In
brilliant service to his church he was
carving out still higher steps for himself
toward fame.
In seven years came hisappointment'as
Cardinal in the Consistory. That was the
vantage ground from which during a quar
ter of a century he marshalled all his in
fluence which lie was able to bring to bear
ao successfully in the Sacred College in
78, when it met to elect a successor to
" Why have you taken the name of
Leo?" asked n Cardiual the day after the j
Papal election.
" Because Leo XII. was a benefactor of i
my family," answered the Pontiff, " and
also because Leo signifies lion and the
virtue which seems to me the most nec
essary of all is the force of the. lion."
His tolerance and fearlessness in ex
pressing his opinion is shown by the in
cident. When a prelate brought him the news
of Renan's death he remained thoughtful
a moment and then asked : " How did
he die?" "Impenitent," said the pre
late. The my family." answered the
Pontiff, "and then added quietly : "That
is better." The astonished prelate asked
how that could be.
"Because," said the Pope, "Renan has
proved that his doubt was sincere, and
therefore he will be judged by his sincer
ity. which if it is thorough may absolve
him."
He once saw a newspaper article de
scribing his daily life. It said that he
always dined alone. "Yes, it is true, I
always dine alone," he remarked, "and
yet I am always the Thirteenth at the
table."
No Pope since mediaeval times has
wielded the influence of Leo XIII.
In twenty years he has rebuilt the Cath
olic church, putting it in touch with all
modern progress.
POPE LEO XIII.
He has shown the same progressiveness
in purely material things. The ancient
Vatican at his magic touch has emerged
from a crumbling mediaeval castle to a
modern palace.
Its eleven thousand rooms Hash with
electric lights. Telephones connect all
its offices and halls of state. Under Leo's
vivifying touch everything has sprung
into pulsing life.
The Pope's Dally Life.
Up to within a few weeks the- Pope
continued his marvelous activity.
The Pope's day began with monastic
regularity at 7 o'clock, summer and
winter.
Dressed in his woolen cassock and silk
gown, the Pope recited the prayers before
an altar in his bedroom, and then passed
into an anterocm arranged as an oratory.
He put on the necessary vestments and
celebrated mass. The service lasts three
quarters of an hour. After this he again
retired to his room, where Centra, his
servant, brought him a simple breakfast
of coffee and a roll, which constituted his
entire meal.
It was immediately after-breakfast that
the Pope gave audience to accredited offi
cials and visitors in his library. But to
stand before the ascetic Pontiff those who
sought audience must pass through a
great hall of state.
The famous Swiss Guards, in gaudy
uniform, stand about the vestibule, while
the crimson-uniformed bussolante and
purple-robed chamberlains pass across
the hall in stately dignity.
Amid halls hung with.rich tapestries
and emblazoned with gold and gems,
those who are to have audience are led
into the Pope's library.
After this function was over the Pope
wrote all the forenoon, seated at a cano
pied desk. He worked methodically,
hour after hour, making notes on his cor
respondence for his secretaries to answer;
but his principal task was penning notes
for his encyclicals. He revised these each
day till a complete encyclical was fin
ished. It was always written in Latin.
It was here that Cardinal Rampolla
visited the Pontiff each morning, bring
ing the religious and political news of the
day. Every subject was discussed and
plans laid for action where that was
necessary.
At noon the Pope gave an audience to
distinguished visitors and crowned heads.
This time he occupied his throne sur
rounded by his Cardinals.
The EveMlHK of His Life.
The shadows began to, fall about him?
Ashe advanced through the years of.
bis pontificate t had at first seemed that
be wu an embodied intellect and soul
that he could not perish. Frail and
slender is was his body, he still was able
u lower like a giant before the great men
who came into his presence.
Those who have gained audience with
him in the last year or two have noticed
his decline, supported by his attendants
or seated upon his exalted chair, his in
tellect shone as brightly as ever, but in
his trembling hand was an inevitable sign
of decline.
He no longer took his usual exercise in
the gardens of the Vatican. His only
recreation was narrowed down to a daily
trip to the Citta Leonina tower within the
Vatican walls. On even this short route
he was driven in a low carriage.
Alighting and supported on the arm of
an attendant, it became his custom to
daily inspect a vine that he himself had
planted in the garden at the foot of his
favorite tower. For many seasons he has
gathered the fruit of the vine, and last
year, to his great pleasure, it yielded
quite a quantity of wine. Next to his
vine he loved his roses.
But it was to the mental and spiritual
that he has turned in the last days, cling
ing tenaciously to his routihe work. In
a room in the Citta Leonina tower, which
none but he ever entered, he worked at
his writing most of the remainder of the
day.
At length the paralysis came on which
is a hereditary trait in his family. It
sapped his strcngh till he became a phy
sical wreck.
Resigned to his fate, he designed his
own tomb and ordered its erection in his
favorite church, St. John Latcran.
How Leo X Ill's Successor Will
Bo
Elected.
Tlie election of a Pope is the most im
pressive ceremony in the world. It is
performed by the Cardinals that form the
Sacred college.
They come together from all parts of
the earth. In the most elaborate state
they are assigned to suites in the Vat
ican. In an adjoining audience hall the
solemn conclave is held.
Cardinal Rampolla is believed to stand
the best chance of becoming the next
Pope, because of his prominent position
as Papal Secretary of State, which he has
held for ten years.
His election, however, is not at all cer
tain. Within church circles two other
very strong candidates are recognized.
These are Cardinal Parocchi, Vicar Gen
eral of Rome, and Cardiual Vannutelli.
Cardinal Parocchi is from the north of
Italy. He is notedly a lover of France,
and on this account he has the support of
the French and Russian Governments,
and likewise that of Spain. Cardiual
Vannutelli, who is a natiya
face, of Rome
TriiTy, wlln me TliDie p.
therefore the favor of these Powers, and
it is known also that Bnglaiid, Belgium
and a number of minor countries of
Europe would prefer his election.
Now it is a traditional fact iu Papal
elections that where two candidates are
conspicuous an outsider or dark horse is
usually the winner.
The reason is that a rule exists ordaining
that no one can be Pope unless he has
the voices of at least two-thirds plus one
of those who vote. It is common for a
minority, as long as it feels secure of a
vote of one-third, to block the election,
in the hope of compelling the majority
to make a compromise. The compromise
then works in favor of the outsider.
The Sacred College of electors at its
full complement numbers fifty members.
At present it has slightly over fifty. If
an election were to take place tomorrow
a compact body of eighteen Cardinals
could stop any candidature, and the Ital
ian Cardinals, even aided by the Span
iards, could not elect any one without
gathering some other votes. The great
Catholic powers, such as France, Austria
and Spain, can enter a formal veto against
any man objectionable to them. This
has occurred several times, but on recent
occasions it has been customary for the
veto to enable the excluded candidate to
nominate a substitute, and the veto can
not then be repeated.
Of possible dark horses among the Ital
ian Cardinals there are two, Cardinal Fer
ralta, former Aununcio to Paris, and Car
diual Gotti. The latter is'thc most prob
able man of them all.
Gotti is a Carmelite monk. He is thus
inured to the self-abnegation of a cloi
ster. At the same time he is deeply
versed in the political and diplomatic
knowledge with which a Pope must be
endowed.
Cardinals, even of the Curia in Rome,
have begun to speak of Cardinal Gibbons
as the personage who should be selected.
He was educated in Rome and speaks
Italian and French flueutly.
He is imbued with the liberal progres
sive ideas that make the strength of the
great American Republic, and that would
regenerate the church in Italy. If both
men are alive at the time of the coming
conclave it is almost certain that Car
dinal Serafina Vannutelli will cast his
vote for the eminent Archbishop of Baltimore.-
Change for the Better.
Since the foregoing wa put n type
the cable dispatches announce a decided
improvement in the condition of His
Holiness, which news is hailed with joy
by the entire Christian world. Since the
beginning of his present illness he has
had thateympathy not only'of Catholics
but of all creeds and nations.
Last Sunday was the Pope's Name Day,
and it was celebrated with much eclat.
His Holiness received congratulations en
masse instead of singly, in order to avoid
fatigue. He looked more feeble and more
emaciated than ever. His voice was clear,
but gave evidence that it was failing.
The.Kiugof Spain, sent an affectionate
telegram, praying the Pope to bestow the
apostolic benediction on his suffering
country.
ROBERT EMMET
His Memory Yet Revered
by Irishmen AH Over
the World.
The Powerful Address From the Dock
Preceding His Untimely and
Heartless Execution.
L
i
He Relinquished Social Position, For
tune and Bright jprospects For
Love of Country.
HIS APPEAL TO THE
MMACULATEGOD
This year the Irish people and people
of Irish descent all Over the world are
celebrating the struggle of Irishmen in
1708 for the liberty of their native land.
Irishmen have longed for liberty for
centuries. They have unfortunately not
succeeded iu liberating their country, but
sons and daughters of Ireland have si light
liberty in various countries and clinics.
Wherever they went they became good
citizens and when calleVl upon never failed
to answer the call to arms in behalf of
their adopted countiyJ
Iu no country on earth has this been
so exemplified as inj the United States.
The history of the United States teems
with the names of Irishmen and Irish
Americans who have poured out their rich,
red blood in defense of America and her
free institutions. Nt a battlefield in
this broad land that h is not been the re
cipient of Irish blood
Kentucky has furl ished her quota of
Irish and Irish-Americans in this present
war. They have borne all manner of
privations, and if they murmured it was
good humoredly. Take their letters to
their folks in the Old Kentucky home.
Thev told their troubles, but told them in
such a way that made: the folks at home
say: " God bless thejioy. He shows his
Irish spirit." S
Every Irish fatherf
tucky who has a boy !
r mother in Ken-
the army rejoices
shows that he is
to find that their bo;
made of the same s?
(T, the same flesh,
the same blood, as
rsfield, Wolf Tone
or Robert Emmet. ?,
rronos of Emnie
nd his connection
is of J798, it may
not be considered latfc riSWS to reproduce
his speech, delivered before his English
Judges, almost within the shadow of the
scaffold.
Every Irishman in America knows the
history of that brave young patriot has
taught his children to revere the name of
Robert Emmet. It is not necessary to
print a lengthy account if his career at
the present time.
Robert Emmet was born on March 4,
1778. He was the third son of Doctor
Robert Emmet, a well-known physician
of Dublin. About the time that the
United Irishmen were forming themselves
into a secret revolutionary scciety young
Robert Emmet was sent to Trinity Col
lege. He soon took the lead among his
fellow students on account" of his pro
nounced democratic views. He became
the leader in the debates on political
questions and was expelled from college
on account of his extreme political views.
The expulsion from college occurred in
February, 1798.
After that Emmet became the acknowl
edged leader of the Irish revolutionary
party. His youth cut no figure. It is
needless to detail here his struggles for
the liberty of his country during the five
succeeding year, his capture after the
failure of the uprising on July, 23, 1803.
He might have gotten, away had he not
lingered to bid good-bye to the girl of his
heart, Sarah Curran, who has been im
mortalized by Washington Irving in his
Sketch Book. He was arrested on Au
gust 25. He was put on trial on Septem
19, charged with high treason. He en
tered no defense. The jury, without
leaving the box, returned a verdict of
guilty.
The Judges then in due form asked
Emmet if he had aught to say why sen
tence of death should not be pronounced
against him.
It was then that Emmet, though little
more than twenty-five yearns old, delivered
his speech, which at once became famous
for its patriotic sentiment and beauty of
diction:
The speech was as follows:
"My Lords I am asked what I have
to say why sentence of death should net
be pronounced on me, according to law.
I have nothing to say that can alter your
predetermination, nor that it will become
me to say, with any view to the mitiga
tion of that sentence which you are to
pronounce and I must abide by. But I
have that to say which interests me more
than life, and which you have labored to
destroy. I have much to say why my
reputation should be rescued from the
load of false accusation and calumny
which has been cast upon it. I do not
imagine that, seated where you are, your
mind can be so free from prejudice as to
receive the least impression from what I
am going to utter. I have no hopes that
I can anchor my character in the breast
of a court constituted and trammeled as
this is. I only wish, and that is the ut-
most -man expect, mat your lorasmps
may suffer it to float down your memor
ies untainted by the foul breath of preju
dice, until it finda some more hospitable
harbor, to shelter it from, the storms by
which it is buffeted.' Wat I only to suf
fer death after btinjUkdindged guilty by
your tribunal, I should bow in silence
and meet the fate that awaits me without
a murmur; but the sentence of the law
which delivers my body to the execu
tioner will, through the ministry of the
law, labor in its own vindication, to con
sign my character to obloquy; for there
must be guilt somewhere, whether in the
sentence of the court or in the catastro-
phc, tune must determine. A man in my
situation has not only to encounter the
difficulties of fortune and the force of
power over minds which it has corrupted
or subjugated, but the difficulties of es
tablished prejudice. The man dies, but
his memory lives. That mine may not
perish, that it may live in the respect of
my countrymen, I seize upon this oppor
tunity to vindicate myself from some of
the charges alleged against me. When
my spirit shall be wafted to a more
friendly port when my shade shall have
joined the bauds of those martyred heroes
who have shed their blood on the scaffold
and in the field in the defense of their
country, and of virtue, this my hope I
wish that my memory and name may
animate those who survive me, while I
look down with complaceny on the de
struction of that perfidious government
which upholds its domination by blas
phemy of the Most High which displays
its power over man as over the beasts of
the forest which sets man upon his bro
ther and lifts his hand in the name of
God against the throat of his fellow
who believes or doubts a little more or a
little less than the government standard
a government which is steeled to bar
barity by the cries of the orphans and the
tears of the widows it has made."
Here Lord Norbury interrupted Em
met, saying: "That the mean and wicked
enthusiasts who felt as he did were not
ejual to the accomplishment of their wild
designs."
"I appeal to the immaculate God I
swear by the throne of heaven, before
which I must shortly appear by the
Mood of the murdered patriots who have
gone before me that my conduct has
been, through all this peril and through
all my purposes, governed only by the
conviction which I have uttered, and by
no other view than that of the emancipa
tion of my country from the superinhu
niaii oppression under which she has so
long and too patiently travailed; and I
confidently hope that, wild and chimeri
cal as it may appear, there is still union
and strength iu Ireland to accomplish
this noblest of enterprises. Of this I
speak with the confidence of intimate
knowledge, and with the consolation that
appertains to that confidence. Think
not, my lords, I say this for the petty
gratification of giving you a transitory
uneasiness. A man who never yet raised
his voiro to assert a lie will not hazard
Tu'ibCHSfacter rtm'posTerttyt)iwsenirrg
a falsehood on a subject so important to
his country and on an occasion like this.
Yes, my lords, a man who does not wish
to have his epitaph written until his
country is liberated will not leave a
weapon in the power of an enemy or a
pretence to impeach the probity which
he means to preserve even in the grave
to which tyranny consigns him."
Here he was again interrupted by the
court.
"Again I say that what I have spoken
was not intenaeu lor your lorasnip,
whose situation is commisserate rather
than envy my expressions were for my
countrymen. If there is a true Irish
man present, let my last words cheer him
in the hour of his affliction. "
Here he was again interrupted. Lord
Norbury said he did not sit there to hear
treason.
"I have always understood it to be the
duty of a judge, when a prisoner has been
convicted, to pronounce the sentence of
the law. I have also understood that
judges sometimes think it their duty to
hear with patience and to speak with hu
manity; to exhort the victim of the laws,
and to offer, with tender benignity,
their opinions of the motives by which
he was actuated in the crime of which he
was adjudged guilty. That a judge has
thought it his duty so to have done I
have no doubt; but where is the boasted
freedom of our institutions where is the
vaunted impartiality, clemency and mild
ness of our courts of justice, if an unfor
tunate prisoner, whom your policy, and
not justice, is about to deliver into the
hands of the executioner, is not suffered
to explain his motives sincerely and truly,
and to vindicate the principles by which
he was actuated? My lords, it may be a
part of the system of angfy justice to bow
a man's mind by humiliation to the pur
posed ignominy of the scaffold; but worse
to me than the purposed shame of the
scaffold's terrors would be the shame of
such foul and unfounded imputations as
have been laid against me in this court
You, my lord, are a judge; I am the sup
nosed culprit. I am a man: you are a
man also. By a revolution of power we
might change places, though we never
could chance characters. If I stand at
the bar of this court and dare not vindi
cate my character, what a farce is your
justice! If I stand at this bar and dare
not vindicate my character, how dare you
calumniate it? Does the sentence of
death, which your unhallowed policy in
flicts on my body, condemn my tongue
to silence and my reputation to reproach?
Your executioner may abridge the period
of my existence; but while I exist I shall
not forbear to vindicate my character and
motives from your aspersions; and as a
man to whom fame is dearer than life,
will make the last use of that life in
doing justice to that reputation which is
to live atter me, ana wmcu is me oniy
legacy I can leave to those I honor and
love, and for whom I am proud to perish,
As men, my lords, we must appear on the
great day at, one common tribunal; and it
will then remain for .the Searcher of all
hearts to show a collective universe who
was engaged in the most virtuous actions
lor swayed by the rpurst motives my
country's oppressors or" Here he was
interrupted and told to listen to the sen
tence of the law.
"My lords, will a dying man be denied
the legal privilege of exculpating himself
in the eyes of the community from an un
deserved reproach, thrown upon him dur
ing his trial by charging him with ambi-
Hon, and attempting to cast away for a
paltry consideration the liberties of his
country? Why did your lordships insult
me? Or, rather, why insult justice in
demanding of me why sentence of death
should not be pronounced against me? I
know, my lords, that form prescribes that
you should ask the question. The form
also presents the right of answering.
Tiiis.no doubt, may be dispensed with, and
so might the whole ceremony of the trial
since sentence was already pronounced at
the Castle before the jury was empanelled.
Your loidships are but the priests of the
oracle, and I insist on the whole of the
forms." "
Here Emmet paused, and the court
desired him to proceed.
"I nm charged with being an emissary
of France. An emissary of France! and
for what end? It is alleged that I wished
to sell the independence of my country;
and for what end? Was this the object
of my ambition? And is this the mode
by which n tribunal of justice reconciles
contradiction? No, I am no emissary;
and my ambition was' to hold a place
THE LATE THOMAS P. CLINES.
among the deliverers of my country, no
in power nor in profit, but in tne giory oi
the achievement. Sell my country's in
dependence to France! and for what?
Was it a change of masters? No, but for
my ambition. Oh, my couutry, was it
personal ambition that could influence
me? Had it been the soul of my actions,
could I not, by my education ana lor-
tune, by the rank and consideration of
my family, have placea myseii amongst
the proudst of your oppressors. My
country was my idol. To it I sacrificed
every selfish, every endearing sentiment;
and for it I now offer up myself, O God!
No, my lords, I acted as an Irishman,
determined on delivering my country
from the yoke of a foreign and unrelent
ing tyranny, and the more galling yoke
of a domestic faction, which is its joint
partner and perpetrator in the patricide,
from the ignominy existing with an ex
terior of splendor and a conscious de
pravity. It was the wish of my heart to
extricate my country from this doubly
riveted despotism I wished to place her
independence beyond the reach of any
nnwpr on earth. I wished to exalt lier
to that proud station in the world. Con'
nection with France was, mdeea, in
tended, but only as far as mutual interest
would sanction or reauire. Were the
French to assume any authority incon
sistent with the purest independence it
would be signal for their destruction. We
sought their aid and we sought it as we
had assurance we should obtain it as
auxiliaries in war, allies in peace. Were
the French to come as invaders or enemies
uninvited by the wishes of the people,
should oppose them to the utmost of my
strength. Yes, my countrymen, I should
advise you to meet them upon the beach
with a sword iu one hand and n torch in
the other. I would meet them with all the
destructive fury of war. I would animate
my countrymen to immolate them in
their boats before they had contaminated
the soil of my country. If they succeed
ed in landing, and if" forced to retire be
fore superior discipline, I would dispute
every inch of ground, burn every blade of
crass, and the last entrenchment ot liber
ty should be my grave. What I could
not do myself, if I should fall, I should
leave as a last charge to my c'ountrymeli
to accomplish: because I should feel con
scious that life, any more than death, is
unprofitable when a foreign nation holds
my country in subjection. But it was
not as an enemy that the succors of
France were to land. Hooked, indeed, for
the assistance of France; but I wished to
prove to France and to the world that
Irishmen deserved to be assisted that
COHriNimo OH KMTftTK PAGK
THOS. P. CLINES
Was One of the Devoted
and True Friends of
Old Ireland.
Also of the Pioneer Members of
Ancient Order of Hibernians in
Jefferson County.
the
For Years He Was President of the Irish
Land League and Also a Strong
Trades Unionist.
HIS LIFE DEVOTED TO GOOD DEEDS
Two weeks ago Thomas P. Clines was
called before his Maker. He died as he
lived at peace with God and man. Mr.
Clines was one of the best-known Irish
men in Louisville, and a host of friends
joined his sorrdwing family in conveying
his mortal remains to their last resting
place at St. Louis cemetery.
Mr. Clines had been ill for some time,
but his ailment was not considered dan
gerous. When too late it was discovered
that he was suffering from a very serious
kidney trouble. He realized that death
was upon him and died at peace with all
the world.
Mr. Clines. notwithstanding Ins numer
ous gifts to charity, owned a home at
Preston and Gray streets, where he re-,
sided with his family until the time of
his death.
Thomas P. Clines was born in London,1
England, about forty-nine years ago. His
father was a native of the CountVTY.o,
Ireland. His motner was oorn .
County Clare. Mr. Clines' parents liyedj
several vears ill London. His fathei
snoke the Irish or Celtic language. H
spoke very little English.
In 1850 the Clines einigratea to me
United States and settled in New York
City. Mr. Clines attended the schools
A nlitninpd a fair education
After leaving school he learned the trade
of machinist and became an expert work
man. Having completed his time as a ma
chinist apprentice, Mr. Cline9 came West
in 1804. He first settled in New Albany
He soon learned that he could do better
in Louisville, and after spending a few,
months across the river lie came to this
city and made it his home. Mr, Clines
found employment with the L. & N, R.
R. Co. and worked in the shops for sev
eral years. Later he gave up that posi
tion and worked for a number of firms on
jobs that required an expert mechanic,
He was recognized as one of the finest
workmen in the city.
Two years ago Mr. Clines was made
Assistant Engineer at the Louisyille Cus
tom House. That position he held until
the time of his death.
He was highly thought of by Postmas
ter Baker, who secured his appointment,
and between whom there existed a warm
friendship.
Mr. Clines was a man a little below the
medium height. He was an engaging
conversationalist. He was a great reader.
History was his specialty. He had the
history of Ireland at his finger tips. Al
though he happened to be born on Eng
lish soil, he never forgot the land of his
ancestors. During his long residence, in
this city there was no Irish affair of con
sequence with which he was not'
nected.
Besides, he was a charitable man
would give his last cent to any persoa
need. No Irishman ever appeal
Tom Clines for aid and met a t
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