A Mistaken Frenchman
When travelling in France, during the time of his sojourn at St. Omer's,
O'Connell encountered a very talkative Frenchman, who incessantly poured
forth the most bitter tirades against England. O'Connell listened in
silence; and the Frenchman, surprised at his indifference, at last
exclaimed,--
Do you hear, do you understand what I am saying, sir?
Yes, I hear you, I comprehend you perfectly.
Yet you do not seem angry?
Not in the least.
How can you so tamely bear the censures I pronounce against your
country?
Sir, England is not my country. Censure her as much as you please, you
cannot offend me. I am an Irishman, and my countrymen have as little
reason to love England as yours have, perhaps less.