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Title: Charles Stewart Parnell; his love story and political life
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: O'Shea, Kitty, 1845-1921
Subjects: Parnell, Charles Stewart, 1846-1891
Publisher: New York, George H. Doran company
Contributing Library: Boston College Libraries
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hile he sat by my side in the meadows by the river he promised he would do his best to keep Willie in Parliament, and to secure County Clare for him should the occasion arise. Thus we would sit there through the summer afternoon, watching the gay traffic on the river, in talk, or in the silence of tried friendship, till the growing shadows warned us that it was time to drive back to London. Soon after my first meeting with Mr. Parnell, my sister, Mrs. Steele, invited Mr. Parnell, Mr. McCarthy and myself to luncheon. We had a very pleasant little party at her house. During lunch Mr. Parnell told us he was going to his place in Ireland for some shooting, and Mr. McCarthy and my sister chaffed him for leaving us for the lesser game of partridge shooting, but he observed gravely, I have the partridges there, and here I cannot always have your society. I had to leave early, as I was anxious to return to see my aunt; and Mr. Parnell said he would accompany me to the station. Yvlien we got to Charing 130
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MR. PARNELL IN 1880 A portrait given by him to Mrs. OShea soon after their first meeting Photographed by Mr. Parnells nephew, Henry Thomson THE FIRST MEETING WITH MR. PARNELL Cross the train had already gone; and Mr. Parnell picked out a good horse from the cab rank, saying it would be much pleasanter to drive down on such a beautiful afternoon. We did so, but I would not let him stay, as I was not sure what state of confusion the house might be in, left in my absence in the possession of the children and governess. I told him I had to hurry over the park to my aunt, as really was the case, and he reluctantly returned to London. On the next Wednesday evening Mr. Parnell was to dine with me at Thomass Hotel. He met me at Cannon Street Station as the train came in, and asked me to have some tea with him at the hotel there and go on to Thomass together. We went to the Cannon Street Hotel dining-rooms, but on looking in he saw some of the Irish members there and said it would be more comfortable for u

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