“He said it was Redmond’s speech at the outbreak of war that converted him to Sinn Féin. I spent the afternoon at the club, & brought Miss Hoyne home to tea. After tea I found Miss Doyle at the club with a lot of big printed paper badges for next day, which she had fetched from Dublin, & we cut this out & stuck pins in them, aided by Dr White, till a late hour. “
WEEK 62: 9th – 15th December 1918
Monday 9th. – I was at the Tech all the morning & the club all the afternoon. Mrs Ryan was there.
Tuesday 10th. – Fine day. I went to the club early to guide strange canvassers (they have got a lot of strange helpers since Sunday) but they were going in parts I didn’t know, so I wrote in canvassers’ books with Miss Doyle etc.
Wed Thursday 12th. – Frightful busy times at the club. I went to the meeting house for tickets before going there. There was a great blow out in the evening to wind up with; I had to go to a “marshals’ meeting” in the afternoon, which is enlivened by
the wit of Tom Walsh. Then May New & I had to stand in Colbeck St j while the crowds gathered & gu tell every woman where to go, & in the midst of this I found that C. Bewley, one of the speakers, wanted to be introduced to me, as I also did to him, thinking he might be a cousin. It turned out that he was, though we hadn’t time to make out how; he was a tall amiable looking young man with a slight moustache, very pleasant. We arranged that I should take him to see Tom at the office next morning. The procession was so long that we had to do evolutions up & down Colbeck St & Olave St le & up & down Parnell St like the waves of Tory, & such crowds of women (girls rather) I never saw even in Cille Cainnig in July 1917. We got started at last & went up [superscript: (great yelling at the corner of Barronstrand St where R. was having a meeting). the quay in awful mud, up Brid Thomas St & through the Glen (more yelling from a crowd at the corner) & through Hennessy’s Rd & Morrison’s Rd, which were
blazing with candles & flags, a grand sight, as & there was plenty of welcome before us in Barrack St too, & much more in the Manor. It was exhausting work trying to keep the girls even. I didn’t stay for the meeting, but I heard afterwards that Miss Hoyne spoke at it, & was very good. Eileen & Sigle [sp.?] Power went in one brake, to my great surprise.
Friday 13th. – I went to the Granville hotel & took C. Bewley to the office & we paid Tom a long visit. C.B. knows Ned Stephen’s – they studied law together – & he laughs at him a good deal. He talked about the prospective school too, & a lot about election chances. He is Dr Bewley’s son, & a converted Catholic, confound him. His mother & some of his family of are Episcopal, & his brother in the army a Quaker, besides his father. He was very nice, except that he didn’t ask us to go see him when we were in Át Cliat, but that might be because his
family wd not welcome Sinn Féiners. He said it was Redmond’s speech at the outbreak of war that converted him to Sinn Féin. I spent the afternoon at the club, & brought Miss Hoyne home to tea. After tea I found Miss Doyle at the club with a lot of big printed paper badges for next day, from which she had fetched from Dublin, & we cut this out & stuck pins in them, aided by Dr White, till a late hour. Then I delivered some notice cards up Newtown Road before going home.
Saturday 14th Dec. – I went down [superscript: Very fine day] to the club early & got sealing wax etc from Mrs Clancy for the ballot boxes. The M’Connell came saying there were not enough women working in some places, so I got leave from Whittle & went with her to Ballytruckle, where we got a list of women who were to be looked up, & I went after them. Some said they had voted; one I brought to the poll, & she
had to wait some time to get in, as there was a great crowd, & all going in & coming out by the same door. She was an old Mrs Morrissey, & said there had been bishops in her family. Then Miss Pauline Moloney came along in a pony trap & took us up to do Klondyke, & I dropped my purse getting into the trap, with club money in it, & never found it again. Klondyke was all right, & full of flags, so we went to Julia Ayres, but found she had gone to vote already. Then I went to look after my purse, & then up to Francis St, thinking to meet the others there, but there was no sign of them. I went to houses with flags & made enquiries, & afterwards found a girl who told me Morgan St was done. Then I went back to the club & went up to Mt Sion with a message for Dr White – it was all quiet there then, & the only place where people even hooted me was New St
& then went home to dinner. There were crowds of cars going everywhere; the Party seemed to have the most motors. After dinner I stopped at the club till P. Moloney came, then we went up to Emmet’s Place on a car with 2 men, after an old couple there of whom we only found the woman, who was drunk & said she wd vote for Redmond. Barrack St was more crowded & noisy then, & they said there was a lot of intimidation going on, & the strange Volunteers were confined to barracks & what the hell use were they? They were very forcible about it. We went to the Model School then to see if they wanted any voters brought, & pursued one voter out to Ballytruckle & found her sick with influenza & unable to go to the booth. Then the shafts of the trap broke from the 2 men standing in the back of it, & we went to Hearne’s on a car to get string to mend it, & one man & P.M. took back the string white the other, a very amiable, very young, rather small man, & I
went up to the poorhouse on foot to see if they wanted anyone looked up. We met Mrs Ryan there, & she went with us to 2 voters families up Grange hill, one of which had voted at Ballygunner, & the other swore they were just going to the poorhouse. We returned to the club then, & I went home. After tea I went to St Declan’s, but there was no one but themselves there. T & I went down the club, but they had no settled opinions yet. Raftis was there, & said Sinn Féin was 6 to 1 at the Ferrybank polling booth. [shorthand symbols here]
Sunday 15th Dec. – I stayed in bed till nearly dinner time. D. & T. came. Mamma & Aunt H. both got to the Model school the day before, in very bad company; the Hands & Murrays & Miss Harris & Gertrude White. The latter found she had no vote. I didn’t go out at all.
Featured Image: Granville Hotel, Waterford 1922. (Image courtesy of National Library of Ireland, Poole Photographic Collection, POOLEWP3041)