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For assistance with this study of the public and private life of Douglas Hyde, we are indebted first of all to Sean O'Luing, biographer, translator, poet, and friend, who one August day in stopped us on the steps of the National Library of Ireland and urged that we undertake this task. The following day, on these same steps, he placed in our hands two shopping bags full of Hyde materials—letters, interviews, cuttings, manuscripts, notes—that he had topvesr gathered over the years.
At every turn, this book bears witness to his invaluable gift and continuing encouragement and advice.
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To the executors of the Douglas Hyde estate, to his late daughter, Una Hyde Sealy, and to all his living heirs, we owe a special debt, not only for their generosity in providing access to family holdings, answering hundreds of inquiries, and permitting us to quote from Hyde materials, but also for their friendship. Greene, Alf MacLochlainn, T. Shannon, whose confidence, expressed at critical junctures xhat this project, guaranteed its completion.
We sincerely appreciate the help we have received from scholars, archivists, and others in England, Ireland, Canada, hhung the United States whose special knowledge of or access to much-needed frse was often crucial to us. Among those who patiently answered our many questions on aspects of written and spoken Irish and Hiberno-English, on the nuances of Irish culture, and on lesser-known facts of local and national Irish history were Bo Almquist, Dan Binchy, Richard J.
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Our thanks are due also to those who facilitated our research in special subjects and assisted us in other areas of professional expertise, especially Jeanne Aber, Lance J. Bauer, Alan M. Cohn, Pierre Deflaux, John P. From toas we steadily expanded the combined collection of notes and documents presented to us by Sean O'Luing and ly accumulated by us in connection with earlier projects, we were fortunate to have the help of scores of men and women acquainted with Hyde himself, his life and times, and his achievements.
Kilgallen, M. Shannon and his wife, Elizabeth Shannon, answered our questions about the presidency, American-Irish relations, and the history of the official residences in Phoenix Park. In north Roscommon and Sligo we talked extensively with men and women whose local memories of people, places, and events were ificant to the life of Douglas Hyde. Pa Burke, for many years the oldest living resident of Castlerea, recalled for us his first Irish lessons in the early days of the Gaelic League.
Michael Cooney reminisced about the Frenchpark in which he had lived as a boy at the turn of the century. Tommy and Mary Bruen, Kevin and Margaret Dockery, and Mick and Peggy Ward shared their knowledge of the oral tradition of north Roscommon as it pertained to local families and to local geography, including place-names. The Reverend Robert Holtby and Mrs. Maud Holtby searched Church of Ireland records for both Kilkeevan and Portahard for details concerning dates and events.
And dozens of other current and former residents of Roscommon, Sligo, Leitrim, Galway, and Mayo whom we met informally in the course of our research—in shops, in pubs, walking along country ro—contributed family memories, anecdotes, tales of local interest, and little-known facts of local history to our store.
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Hyde figured largely of course in other private collections as well. Geraldine Willis searched the archives of the Representative Church Body. William Flynn, Beverly Mlnteagle, Desmond MacNamara, Frank Martin, and John Woolsey tapped other sources, including their own experiences and memories, to provide a range of perspectives on Hyde himself, his life and times, and his family background. For permission to consult holdings and for assistance in using research materials and facilities we are indebted to administrators and staff members of the following libraries and archives:.
In developing our composite portrait of Douglas Hyde we have depended primarily on Hyde's own diaries, letters, monteatle, manuscript drafts, and memorabilia and the oral and written testimony of his family, friends, associates, acquaintances, and their heirs. Among the published sources we have consulted for confirmation of dates, facts, and events, for other images of both the private and the public man, and for background, historical context, and multiple fof, none has been more useful than Dominic Daly's The Young Douglas Hyde We recognize that even in our occasional differences we owe much to Daly's pioneer effort; we deeply regret that his untimely death cut short our conversations on subjects of mutual interest in the early stages of our work.
Many others named above—including those personally acquainted cchat Hyde—also have died in the years since We mourn their passing and regret that they are not alive to see the fruits of their contributions, but we feel privileged to be able to preserve here their memories, observations, and opinions.
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Francey Oscherwitz's queries encouraged sensible revisions. Finally—for his wisdom, patience, and understanding without which we might never have reached this point—we are deeply indebted to our editor, Scott Mahler. The poets are unsuccessful. As a last hope one of their is sent to Gaul to recover what he can from a "certain sage" there. Fergus himself appears; the lost epic is recovered; the tradition is preserved intact. Yeats, mlnteagle poetic vision of modern Ireland etched ancient traditions on the events of — Today, guarding the entrance to the Dublin General Post Office, it commemorates not only the martyred leaders of but all of Ireland's champions, past, passing, and to come.
Bound by their generational imperative, poets and historians continue to fuse future, past, and present as the years make and remake modern Ireland.
Visible in the changing pattern—now prominent in the foreground. One bright, beautiful day in May in Frenchapark, county Roscommon—uncharacteristic weather for the small west-central Irish village nestled among hill and bog where rains fall free in the spring of the year—a large official vehicle maneuvered confidently along narrow slom ro and through crossro, attracting the attention of pedestrians and bicyclists engaged in daily errands.
The familiar-looking stranger who stepped from the car monteagpe tall and thin, with the military manner befitting a man called "the Chief. With him were his grandchildren. Bob Connolly, the sexton, was the only other person present. In that church, as a boy, Douglas, fourth son of the Reverend Arthur Hyde third to survive infancyhad listened unwillingly to his father's sermons, silently formulating conflicting opinions based on a broader vision of the world.
There during his adolescent years he had obediently but reluctantly conducted Sunday school classes for children of the Big House landlords and local squirearchy who comprised his father's flock, and had assisted with other church duties. For had taken him to Topvers, to London, to the Monteagl, and to North America, where his own ideas had flourished. Yet throughout his long life he had returned often to this same cemetery of the Church of Ireland in the parish of Tibohine in the tolvers of Frenchpark to hang at the graves of mother, father, daughter, brother-in-law, wife.
Here, before Vatican II, in predominantly Catholic Ireland, with hundreds crowding near to bid him farewell and thousands more paying tribute along the route of the funeral procession from Dublin to Frenchpark, he himself had been slij in Irish leader has to Ireland's past and future. Others had come the preceding day to chat the seventy-fifth anniversary of the Gaelic League, the organization Mohteagle had helped to found and had led during a long and ificant chapter of his life.
Churchyard and church had echoed with familiar oratory. But topvera personal pilgrimage Eamon de Valera had chosen to make alone, with only his grandchildren to accompany him. He had not come to shout speeches to the crowd, calling out, "People of Ireland! People of Ireland! Whispering at the grave of Douglas Toovers in the May sunshine ofde Valera might have recalled the mission of the seventh-century poet to the grave of Fergus mac Roich.
The purpose of their nightly meetings had not been to reconstruct the past but to yung the present and develop strategies for the future. Hyde vor been de Valera's personal choice for the presidency established under the Constitution of Few had understood why. Even after Hyde's unanimous election innewspapers and gossip mongers had talked of de Valera's "sop" to the Protestant Ascendancy, to the Gaelic revivalists, to the Trinity intellectuals, and to the Church of Ireland, as if ever in his political career this stern man had given weight to such considerations.
No, de Valera had chosen Hyde for himself—for his experience, his judgment, and frree political skills, honed over a period of nearly half a century; for his ability to move easily and smoothly in circles of which de Valera had never been part; for his shrewd understanding of Americans, Canadians, the British, the French, and the Germans at a crucial time in modern history when an independent Ireland was about to take its place on the world stage. By de Valera, born inhad been a schoolteacher, a mathematician, a soldier, a leader of the republican insurrectionists, and rfee architect of the Free State.
His political strengths had been his determination, singleness of purpose, and endurance, his ability to inspire monteagle to degrees of patience, fortitude, loyalty, and cchat of slim they might not have thought themselves capable. Hyde, born inhad been a poet, a folklorist, a playwright, a chhat, a literary historian, a university professor, an antiquarian, a leader of the Gaelic Re.
Cosmopolitan, politically sophisticated, and an easy conversationalist comfortable fdee a wide range of social contacts, during fifty years of public life he had proved adept at probing the thoughts and feelings of others while revealing little of himself, at aling from offstage and providing onstage support to others who assumed major roles, and at concealing his own confrontational intentions behind a benign exterior.
On the question of Ireland, the two men had long shared ideals and goals.
De Valera was better understood, a strong and forceful leader whose life was like an arrow shot through the air. Hyde was an enigma, a man whose career, byhad given rise to a myth, an internally inconsistent accretion of half-truth, misunderstanding, presumption, expectation, rumor, and opinion that until now has not been challenged by evidence.
Clues to Hyde's motivation, goals, character, and personality lead through public and private records and personal memories to extraordinary conclusions. As in all good detective stories, investigation must begin with a review of documented and rfee facts, with the public scaffolding of the private life.
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Douglas Hyde had lived a long and controversial life when, at the age of seventy-eight, he was unanimously elected first president of modern Ireland. His seven-year term — coincided with that crucial period in modern history when the war that swept Europe and Asia and buffeted the Americas not only threatened Ireland's very existence but compounded the social, economic, political, and cultural pressures already at work in the self-proclaimed new nation. Born in Castlerea, a market town in county Roscommon seven miles west of the village of Frenchpark where he now lies buried, Hyde spent the first six years of his life approximately thirty miles to the north in the modest glebe house of Kilmactranny, where his father was rector until Although topverz remote by modern standards, the county Sligo village ffree had won the small place in Irish history that later fascinated Hyde, for it was here in the early eighteenth century that Donnacha Liath Denis O'Conoralthough impoverished during the wholesale confiscations of —, had maintained his position as descendant of Connacht kings and Irish topvsrs kings.
In Hunh modest cottage Blind O'Carolan had played on his spim harp the musical compositions for which he was known throughout Europe. This same cottage, a refuge for hedge schoolmasters and unregistered priests during Penal times, often had sheltered O'Conor's banished brother-in-law, the daring Bishop O'Rourke, who traveled the country disguised as "Mr.
Fitzgerald" under mknteagle nose of English soldiers. Douglas Hyde was born since altered by later ownerswas not his own family home but the glebe house of Kilkeevan parish, home of his maternal grandparents, the Venerable John Orson Oldfield, archdeacon of Elphin and vicar of Kilkeevan, and Maria Meade Oldfield, daughter of Frank Meade, Q.
Elevated by the hill that gave the house its name, in it looked across Main Street and over the walls and gardens of the Sandford demesne, now Castlerea town park, on the banks of the river Suck. A few hundred yards along the same street was the more modest birthplace of Sir William Wilde, a distinguished eye surgeon and antiquarian, son of the town doctor and father of Oscar Wilde.
Although Oscar himself was born in Dublin inlong after his father had left Castlerea, local memory continued to associate the house with the Wilde family. Prevalent in Hyde's boyhood were rumors, persistent even today, of a mysterious message scratched on a back window. When its street-level rooms were converted to a pub, the name given it was the Oscar Bar.
Preserved and expanded by O'Conor Don, its extensive library and manuscript archive reflected then as today the interests of Donnacha Liath's son and grandson, Charles O'Conor "the Historian" of Bellangare and Dr.
Distinguished visitors included not hungg well-known political figures but scholars from England and abroad. As a young man invited to visit the forty-four-room mansion with its halls and dining room lined with portraits of O'Conor ancestors, Hyde had examined there such ancient Gaelic manuscripts as the fourteenth-century Book of the Magauran now in the National Library and the earliest known fragment of Brehon law.
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At Clonalis also he had stood wondering before the harp that O'Carolan had played in Kilmactranny. Hyde's paternal grandfather was the Reverend Arthur Hyde, Sr. As a lineal descendant of Sir Arthur Hyde, whose reward for service to Elizabeth I had been a knighthood and letters patent to 11, acres of county Cork, he belonged, however—through a junior line—to the Cork Hydes of Castle Hyde, a celebrated estate on the Blackwater that had remained the family seat until Regarded before disestablishment as more social and economic than religious in nature, the respectable career the church provided—as Lady Melbourne had advised her son William—was particularly suited to younger sons.
Indeed, had William's elder brother not died, clearing the way for him to become Lord Melbourne, he would have had neither the means nor the social position to rise as he did to prime minister and so earn his place in English political history. No providential death having intervened to raise the eighteenth-century family of Douglas Hyde from junior-branch status, son followed father: the heir of the Reverend Arthur Hyde of Hyde Park, county Cork, became the Reverend Arthur Hyde, vicar of Killarney.
His marriage to a daughter of George French of Innfield established a connection with the Frenches, the family of Lord de Freyne, proprietary landlord of Frenchpark. So it was that inwhen he was appointed rector of the parish of Tibohine, the Reverend Arthur Hyde, Jr.
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Neighboring kinsmen in Frenchpark included not only Lord de Freyne but his brother, John French, whose Roscommon estate, Ratra, was later to become, cchatthe home of Dr. Douglas Hyde. Such a pedigree was not the kind from which controversy ordinarily might be expected, nor was there anything apparent in Hyde's childhood or youth that pointed to the many and various careers that were later to engage him.
When he grew old enough to handle fishing rod and gun, he was included in the sporting activities his father organized with his sons. But as Douglas's two brothers, Arthur and Oldfield, were in general too old to be his companions and his sister, Annette, who was five years his junior, was too young, most of Hyde's days were spent alone with his dog, Diver, topvsrs tagging along behind amiable workmen, or with the sons of neighboring cottagers from the glebe lands and nearby estates.
Crossing meadow and bog on these daily rambles, he often stopped for a cup of tea and a biscuit in the thatched cabins that dotted the countryside.