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City marshal Connolly, carrying a rifle, ran across to a spot near the corner of this barn. He had his eye on the horses of the bandits, which were still hitched in the alley. His back was turned toward Grattan Dalton.
Connolly drew back into the nursery to take the post assigned her assuredly not the easiest on that terrible night to listen to the doubtful sounds from without, and to support, by her own constancy, the courage of her children. Harold found Miss Connolly in the hall where he had left her. "What do you intend to do?" she asked.
I will add that I heard no such expressions of ill-will since the white families were murdered along the Monongahela." "It does make a difference as to whose ox is being gored," grimly commented Colonel Lewis. "Does Pennsylvania still blame Michael Cresap for the death of Logan's people?" asked the governor. "Many of them do, because Connolly reduced him in rank.
The price asked was the insignificant one of $75 a running foot. The officials who made this grant were the Controller, Richard B. Connolly, and the Street Commissioner, George W. McLean, both of whom were arch accomplices of William M. Tweed and were deeply involved in the gigantic thefts of the Tweed ring. The same band of officials gave to Mrs.
The enemy's riflemen were only a thousand yards away, and the action of the artillery might have seemed as foolhardy as that of Long at Colenso. Ten horses went down on the instant, and a quarter of the gunners were hit; but the guns roared one by one into action, and their shrapnel soon decided the day. Undoubtedly it is with Connolly and his men that the honours lie.
This hope unto a flame to fan Men have put life by with a smile, Here's to you Connolly, my man, Who cast the last torch on the pile. You too, had Ireland in your care, Who watched o'er pits of blood and mire, From iron roots leap up in air Wild forests, magical, of fire; Yet while the Nuts of Death were shed Your memory would ever stray To your own isle.
We, that is my father, mother, little Harriet, and I, went on Sunday last to Castletown the two days we spent there, delightful. Lady Louisa Connolly is one of the most respectable, amiable, and even at seventy, I may say, charming persons I ever saw or heard.
No person in our party being well acquainted with the rivers to the northward, Mr. Connolly gave us a pilot on condition that we should exchange him when we met with the Athabasca brigade of canoes. At four A.M. we embarked.
He even offered to assist Father Hecker in paying his personal expenses while in Rome. In a letter to the American Fathers of December 18 Father Hecker writes: "Another recent and providential event in our favor has been the friendship of Bishop Connolly, of St. John's, New Brunswick.
On his way home from Rome Bishop Connolly wrote the following letter to Father Hecker, dated at Marseilles, January 20, 1858: "From the deep interest I feel in your concerns you will pardon my curiosity in wishing to have the earliest intelligence of your fate in the Congregation of Bishops and Regulars.
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