i'm walking along with a carnival. though the streets of rome. and i can sense him. i'm with someone, a friend. and i can see an archway. its big. i take them over and there is a door on the right that opens on a small room. only big enough to fit a ... Read more of us in rome at My Dreams.caInformational Site Network Informational
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Refusal Of Office

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In 1838, on the morning when O'Connell received from the Government the
offer to be appointed Lord Chief Baron, he walked over to the window,
saying:

This is very kind--very kind, indeed!--but I haven't the least notion
of taking the offer. Ireland could not spare me now; not but that, if
she could, I don't at all deny that the office would have great
attractions for me. Let me see, now--there would not be more than about
eight days' duty in the year; I would take a country house near Dublin,
and walk into town; and during the intervals of judicial labor, I'd go
to Derrynane. I should be idle in the early part of April, just when the
jack-hares leave the most splendid trails upon the mountains. In fact, I
should enjoy the office exceedingly upon every account, if I could but
accept it consistently with the interests of Ireland--But I
Cannot.





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