cleraryman, genial, courteous .a:nd P.(,!spected by everybody, 1whm.:e Evangelistn was not low Fnough, (though his Victorian bcal'll did 1not 1sug-gest any iapproach to Rome), to please Lady Hayes. As the daughter of Lord Lifford, she thought herself entitled to interfere in :spirituals, and fai1ing to rdo so broke away from him and started a missioniary effort of her own. Some of her :converts :made people ironiically amused, rnnd provoked a remark from one of her people that the Roman Church dealt best with women when they took reliigion too !Seriously, by shutting them in convents, and sending them d'O'Wn to attend the poor in slums. 1Th~ Workhouse, long since the County Home, its last official inlstitution, recalls to me .some of its inmates, Charley Slap and J·ohn O'Brie1n who died over 80, end began life ais ia soldier in the Bengal Li;,5ht Cavalry before the IndiRn mutiny. Its official, Dan iMlcNulty, who died over BO, was known throughout Ire1and where ever there 1was a salmon. And a little distance away lived John Sweeney who was to prov·e his race by giving to Irel·and a grandson, whdm we are proud to know as tan example of how a man can :suffer quietly, without reward, hardships for his country and come smilingly through it all. * And ait this :stage Stranorlar ends, for half a · mile onwards brings us 1into a different diocese, a different parish, and a ki111dlier people, of rwhom I have evien )warmer memories than of my ,native Stranorlar. I rrrm'st cross the Finn at this level, and make mention of the late Henry Cdch~ane for whom I keep a deep and 1warm memory, born of earlier days when I was given plum cake w1:,ein. I bflought tcattle to Coohrane's Holm, 1and of later years in practice when every Christmas brought me a box of cigars sent with a letter of old world icourtesy. And with him, returning to my starting place, I ·must couple the name of John Styles Johnston. To the people they were always Mr. Harry and Master Johnny. '!\hey were God's ·gentlemen. bo generous and too kind to the people arou!ld, even to die very ri~h ; but they have left 1a legacy of memory and affection, .I am glad to think, greater than gold as an inherit1ance to those that follow them. '.And now, any steps bring me to Dreenan Blind Arch 1With memories. of the t1hree small West .Donegal Rai1way Engines, the ,"Alice,'' the "Lydia," and tihe "Blanche,'' 1which I appear to hear 1tugging a.nd clanking up the gradient to Barnes as they did 50 years ago. I now .must put the 1closure to my talk, leave room for those tihat follow me, thn nk you for your patience, and off er my t~hanks. I have given little~ but it is the little tribute I gladly give to my fri•end, Mr. ~kDonagh, and my last word will end on a .n~te of sincere coogrn tulations for his truly wonderful and successful achievement of this weel~~ the credit and inspiratio.n of which is .a11 his. * S~an MacCool. R.l.P. _,315
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