There was a vast assemblage of persons on the occasion, amongst whom the strictest order prevailed. For some time previous to his execution, the unfortunate culprit evinced the utmost contrition, and, aided by the kind and assiduous exertions of the reverend gentleman who attended him, the unfortunate man attained a frame of mind which befitted his situation, and which must have made his last moments comparatively happy and resigned. Having ascended the platform, he addressed the multitude . . .

confessed his having had, at different times, deprived persons of fire-arms, and thanked Providence that it had arrested him in his wicked career. He exhorted the spectators, as they regarded the approbation of God, and the peace and tranquillity of their fellowcreatures, to desist from the evil courses which had brought him to his disgraceful end. He attributed his own departure from the paths of rectitude to the bad example of those whose practices consisted in dissipation, night-walking, assembling at wakes, etc. , etc. In short, he concluded a long, and, as we could understand him (for he spoke in the Irish language), a very eloquent admonition, by reminding them that attention to their religious duties . . . a strict obedience to the laws, and to the government of the country, and habits of peace and industry, were the sure and only means to obtain peace and happiness here and hereafter. Amidst the commiseration of the multitude, this youthful and unfortunate victim of dissipation, turbulence and crime, was launched into eternity, precisely at two o'clock.

Dublin Evening
Mail 18 May, 1928

GOLF is threatening to destroy home life this summer more than ever before. Hundreds of wives . . .
some in desperation . . . are joining golf clubs so as to be with their husbands during the week-ends. Many women are falling under the spell of the game, so much that it is interfering with their household duties on week days too. The Ladies Golf Union has affiliated clubs with a membership of well over one hundred thousand women and there are thousands of other women players. But golf has its pathetic side. The wife of a club member described herself as a 'golf widow'.

"Golf for me has become as great a rival as another woman would be in my husband's life. He deserts me for his golf-bag, which has become a monster without green eyes. Our marriage links seem of little importance beside his golf links, and I sometimes pray for a wet weekend, so that my husband will have to stay at home."

One club secretary said that many of their members played on doctor's orders, and that wives were sometimes quite agreeable to let their husbands stay away. "Women who don't play often, come to the club for tea, and walk round with their husbands." said a wellknown golf authority. "Very few wives play with their husbands, because they become too critical of each other's play. I have found that once a woman becomes obsessed with the game, she will find ways and means of having her children looked after while she is on the links. She will not let her golf suffer."