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Then the Mass was intoned,

And the sacrifice made,
And we felt that to Godhead enthroned

The angels her spirit conveyed.

Her body lies in sacred ground in Calvary to-daV;

And as she wished, the sunshine gilds
Her quiet bed of clay ;

While, tented o'er from wintry blast
By wealth of hothouse flowers,

The young grass cradles on her breast
Awaiting summer showers.

Her memory lives within our hearts,

A precious thing, a balm !
To strengthen and to edify.

To magnetize, to calm !
For meditation subject sweet —

For emulation fit —
A blessed life, by Faith and Hope

And Love's pure sunshine lit.




Mrs. Patrick A. O'Brien, wife of "Rocky Mountain"
O'Brien, the well-known Irish patriot, died yesterday
after a lingering illness at her home, 424 Hart street,
Brooklyn Borough. Mrs. O'Brien was a tall, fine-look-
ing woman, and was the mother of several children.
The funeral will take place on Wednesday at 10 A. M.,
when a solemn mass of requiem will be celebrated at
the Church of St. John the Baptist, Willoughby and Lewis
avenues. — A^. Y. Daily News.

Mrs. Margaret A. O'Brien, wife of Patrick O'Brien,
who is well known all over the country as "Rocky
Mountain" O'Brien, died at her residence, 424 Hart
street, yesterday morning. Mrs. O'Brien was 38 years
of age and the mother of eight children, the youngest
but twenty months old. She has been married nearly
nineteen years, during all of which time she lived in
Brooklyn. Mrs. O'Brien was born in New York City,
where she was reared, and until a year ago was a mag-
nificent type of physical womanhood. She was a
w^oman of much personal popularity and of a lovable
disposition and will be mourned by a large circle of
personal friends. The funeral services will be held
Wednesday morning at 10 o'clock at the Church of St.
John the Baptist, corner of Lewis and Willoughby ave-
nues, and will be conducted by the Rev. Father Sulli-
van, pastor of the church. The interment will be in
Calvary Cemetery. Mr. O'Brien is a commercial


travt:ler, and has journeyed over this continent from
end to end. He also has a reputation as a poet
on poHtical and other subjects. His sobriquet of
"Rocky Mountain" O'Brien was fairl}^ earned during
several seasons spent in that superb range of hills,
where he is looked upon as a most intrepid hunter.
He is also prominently identified with several Irish so-
cieties. His wife and he were devotedly attached to
each other. — Brooklyn Times.

Mrs. Margaret O'Brien, wife of "Rocky Mountain"
O'Brien, who died at her residence, 424 Hart street, on
Sunday, was buried at 10 o'clock yesterday morning.
A requiem mass was celebrated by the pastor, the Rev.
Father Sullivan, of the Church of St. John the Baptist,
assisted by Father Higgins as deacon and Father
Leyden, sub-deacon. Within the chancel rail was the
Rev. Father Crowley, of St. Ambrose, who for many
years has been an intimate friend of the family. The
church was crowded and the floral offerings were many
and costly. The pall-bearers were Luke Dillon, the
celebrated Irish Nationalist, of Philadelphia; O'Dono-
van Rossa, Mayor Kenny, of Harrison, N. J. ; John Mc-
Cann, of Manhattan ; Louis Graf, George Molloy and
Frank X. McCaffrey. The funeral was one of the
largest that has taken place in the upper district in
some years. Two barouches carried the flowers. Irish
societies with which Mr. O'Brien has been identified
for many years were largely represented. The inter-
ment was in Calvary Cemetery. — Brooklyn Citizen,


Margaret O'Brien, wife of "Rocky Mountain"
O'Brien, who is famous in this country and in England as
an Irish revolutionist, died at her home, 424 Hart
street, Saturday, of acute gastritis, from which she suf-
fered intensely for weeks. Mrs. O'Brien was the
daughter of John Sullivan, for many years a prominent
resident of the Seventh Ward, Manhattan, and for the
past ten years equalty as well known in the Eighteenth
Ward of this borough. She was married to Patrick
O'Brien twenty years ago, and was the mother of
five boys and three girls, the eldest being 19 years and the
youngest but 20 months old. Mrs. O'Brien was a
grand type of physical womanhood and well endowed
mentally. She had a large circle of friends and her
neighbors showed their afifection by uniting to furnish
a floral tribute in her memory, to which about twenty
contributed, headed by Mrs. Charles Rothschild. Mrs.
O'Brien was but 38 years old, and was born in New
York, July 29, 1861.

Her husband, Patrick O'Brien, secured his sobriquet
"Rocky Mountain" because of his skill as a hunter in
the West and to distinguish him from the other
O'Briens who interested themselves with him in the
movement for Irish liberation twenty 3^ears ago. He
went to Pigeon Hill, in the invasion of Canada, under
Captain O'Neill, and associated with him were Denis
Short, Thomas Nolan and John Molloy, of this bor-
ough. Mr. O'Brien took an active part for Roosevelt
in the recent campaign.

The funeral of Mrs. O'Brien will be held to-morrow
morning at the Church of St. John the Baptist, corner


of Willoughby and Lewis avenues, at lO o'clock, when
a solemn mass will be sung. The pall-bearers will all
be prominent Irish Revolutionists, who knew Mrs.
O'Brien, as well as her husband, and will include Luke
Dillon, of Philadelphia; Jeremiah O'Donovan Rossa,
George Molloy, Mayor William Kenny, of Harrison,
N. J.; Louis Graf, Patrick Egan, ex-Minister to
ChiU, and Frank X. McCaftrey.

A great many letters and telegrams of condolence
have been received by Mr. O'Brien since his wife's
death, including one from Mrs. O'Donovan Rossa, who
was a life-long friend of the dQCQ2iS&d.— Brooklyn Eagle.

In a letter written by Mrs. O'Donovan Rossa to her
sister, giving an account of the death and funeral of Mrs.,
O'Brien, w^e read :

"It will be a shock to many friends to read the noticb
of Mrs. O'Brien's death. Rocky gave her a magnifi-
cent wake and funeral, and he remained on guard at
her side, or around the parlors, every hour of the time.
The rooms were almost filled with floral pieces from
the many friends of the family, and an increasing
throng of people who knew and loved her in life, passed
weeping to view the remains. Many a glowing
eulogy was passed in her memory, and at each new
tribute of esteem paid to his darling Maggie, 'Rocky's'
eye kindled and his bosom swelled. He himself paid
her the grandest tribute of all, in the palpable evidence
of his unaffected, adoring love of twenty years. At the
High Mass of Requiem at St. John's, Miss Rosemary


Rogers sang most feelingly; not a dry eye was in the
church as she played Mrs. O'Brien's favorite melody,
'Believe me, if all those endearing young charms.'
Nearly one hundred carriages followed the hearse to
Calvary, where all that is mortal of the late lovely and
hospitable wife of 'Rocky Mountain' O'Brien was

''May she rest in peace."

Mrs. O'Brien was born in Henry street, New York,
thirty-eight years ago. Her father, John O'Sullivan,
was born in Ross Carbery, the son of Timothy O'Sul-
livan and Margaret O'Donovan Rossa.


Impressive Services for the Wife of "Rocky Mountain"


The funeral of the late Mrs. Margaret A. O'Brien, of
424 Hart street, wife of "Rocky Mountain" O'Brien, as
he is universally known, took place yesterday. Solemn
requiem high mass was celebrated in the Church of
St. John the Baptist, Lewis and Willoughby avenues,
by the Rev. Father Sullivan, pastor of the church,
assisted by Father Higgins as deacon and Father
Leyden as sub-deacon. Within the chancel rail was
the Rev. Father Crowley, of St. Ambrose Church, a
Avarm friend of the family. There were very many
beautiful floral tributes, the church was crowded and


the funeral altogether was one of the largest that has
been seen in the district for a long time.

The pall-bearers were Luke Dillon, of Philadelphia :
Mayor Kenny, of Harrison, N. J. ; O'Donovan Rossa,
John McCann, of Manhattan; Louis Graf, Frank X.
McCafifery, George Molloy, of Manhattan. The inter-
ment was in Calvary Cemetery. — Brooklyn Citizen.


A Visit to His Old Home — Patrick "Rocky Mountain"

O'Brien in West Cork — Interviewed by a

"Star" Reporter.

Last week, hearing that the veteran patriot, "Rocky
Mountain" O'Brien, was taking a short holiday in his
native district, a representative of this journal, anxious
to obtain his views on things Irish and American,
called on the distinguished visitor at Bantry, where he
is at present- staying. Our representative having in-
troduced himself, after the fashion of O'Grady in the
ballad, was agreeably surprised to find Mr. O'Brien
just engaged in reading the "Star," while lying on the
table were the "Irish World" and O'Donovan Rossa's
"United Irishman."

Mr. O'Brien is, indeed, physically and intellectually,
a splendid type of Irishman, and, though now almost
fifty years of age, he looks much younger — a fact which
points to a robust and healthy constitution. Ever
since he took his departure from the Old Land he has
had an adventurous and checkered career in the greater


Ireland beyond the seas. Although only a boy when
leaving his native land, his heart, like many another
exiled Irishman's, always turned toward her. He longed
to see her freed from the foreign yoke which was
heavily oppressing her, and he never failed to give
assistance — generous assistance — to any movement
which tended toward the betterment of the country
and the upliftment of his race. The baseness and
perfidy of Irish landlordism — then in the zenith of its
evil work — made impressions on his mind which are as
firm to-day as when, a lad, he saw the old people in his
neighborhood thrown pitilessly on the roadside, and
the only cow taken for the rent ! He has ever pre-
served and fostered, wherever he went through the
great Continent, an undying love of Motherland, and
an ever-increasing anxiety to see an end to the long night
of slavery and oppression which she had to endure.
Mr. O'Brien left Ireland on board a merchant ship, sail-
ing from Bantry, and landed in Rio de Janeiro in 1868.
After spending six months there he went on to New
York, whence he went to Oregon. Having spent a
few years in Oregon, he traveled extensively through
California, and also in the republics of Mexico and
Central America. In 1870 he took part in the Fenian
raid in Canada, which, through the perfidy of Le Caron,
an Englishman, resulted in a complete fiasco. Pat
O'Leary, another Bantry man, and an uncle to Mr.
Patrick O'Leary, solicitor, was with him at the Pigeon
Hill invasion. Mr. O'Brien has traveled extensively
all over America, and has in recent years paid several
visits to Ireland.


Our representative having courteously expressed to
Mr. O'Brien his wish to interview him, the latter laugh-
ingly replied :

"All right ; drive away ; ask as many questions as
you like."

*'Well, Mr. O'Brien," said our representative, "I
know you have a good knowledge both of Ireland and
America — what are your views on Irish emigration?"

'T am teetotally opposed to Irish emigration," replied
Mr. O'Brien, emphatically. "I want Irish boys and
girls to remain at home. It is saddening to see the
country becoming depopulated as it is. It is all moon-
shine about people becoming rich in America — if a
young man or woman can get a few pounds to send
home to the old folks and keep themselves respectable,
it is as much as they can do. There are too many
fairy tales told about prosperity in America — those
tales are mostly a hoax."

"What is the chief reason why you are opposed to
emigration ?" asked our representative.

"My principal reason for wishing them to remain at
home," said Mr. O'Brien, "is this: That if the people
continue emigrating, as the}^ are, there will soon be no
one left to fight the enemies of our race. I wish the
young people to stay and try to ameliorate the wrongs
inflicted on their country by robber landlords. In
years gone by the money that came from Irish boys
and girls in America found its way into the pockets of
these vampires, who lived on the once tribal lands
which were confiscated by the murdering Cromwellian
soldiery, and who spent this hard-earned money in


the hells of Paris and the gambling dens of Europe.
I am every day becoming more and more convinced
that the people should remain at home in Ireland. It
is as rich as any other land. Instead of all the money
now finding its way into the pockets of the landlords,
the people could keep some of it and feed and clothe
themselves and educate their children better than in
the past."

"How does the general condition and appearance of
the country strike you at present?" queried our

"On the whole, I should say favorably," replied Mr.
O'Brien. "Coming across on the 'Teutonic' I had, as
fellow-passengers, two Irish-American young ladies,
who never saw Ireland before — Miss Gilbert and Miss
Kelleher — whose parents lived in the Millstreet dis-
trict. Down on the quay in Queenstown, seeing so
many handsome young girls leaving their country, they
were loud in their denunciation of English rule which
forced the girls to become exiles from their native land.
They had traveled extensively in France, Germany and
other lands, and found no girls to equal the Irish for
beauty and intelligence."

"How do our people in America compare with other
nationalities?" asked our representative.

"The Irish people are as prosperous, and more pros-
perous, than any other nationality, and able to hold
their own in every sphere of life. Irishmen are met on
the bench, the pupit, the stock exchange and in all the
leading establishments in the principal cities of Amer-
ica. In the press the leading men are Irish. Why, in


New York nine out of every ten newspaper men are either
Irish-born or Irish-American. There is one statement
I want to hurl back in the teeth of the enemies of our
country — a charge that has often been made — that the
Irish are a drunken nation. The fact is, they drink
less than other people. During my sojourn here I have
not seen, either in Bantry, Cork or wherever I have
traveled, a drunken man or woman. No; the Irish
people are not a drunken race. Other nationalities
that I have met in America drink more, and pay for
less, than the Irish people. Whatever an Irishman
drinks he pays for it. Other nationalities that I have
known loaf and sponge around barrooms, waiting for
some one to treat them, but Pat spends his own money.
I have seen more drunkenness among the Scotch,
Welsh, and English on their native heath in one hour
than I have ever seen in Ireland. If an Irishman is
treated only half decently, he can hold his own against
any nationality under the sun. In America the Irish
girl is noted for virtue, and the enemies of our race
have to freely admit it. And now I must say that,
both Protestant and Catholic, the Irish girls are the
most virtuous that ever set foot on American soil.
Never have the Irish girls I have met in America dis-
graced the mothers who bore them or the fathers they
left in tears behind them."

''You have heard the statement made that Irishmen
are always envious toward each other. How do your
experiences tally with that?"

'Tt's a cowardly he !" replied Mr. O'Brien. "I have
heard it said that if you put one Irishman on the spit



another will turn it. Fitzharris was offered thousands
if only he would turn informer of the Phoenix Park as-
sassination, and the day he was arrested his wife didn't
have the price of a loaf of bread in the house. The
people refused to betray Smith O'Brien, and numerous
like cases may be mentioned. They have informers in
Ireland, and so have they in every other nation.
America had her Benedict Arnold; France had her
Dreyfus ; Spain, Italy, England and Germany had their
traitors. Even the gallant Boers, who are fighting
twelve to one, are not without their cutthroat in-
formers. In 'yd the Catalpa Expedition rescued six
Fenian prisoners from Freemantle. This expedition
Avas organized by the Irishmen of Bedford, Massa-
chusetts, and any one who would betray it could name
his price, and get it from the Saxon Government, and
yet, though numbers were in the know, the secret was

"Have you, met many prosperous South of Ireland
men in the States?" asked our representative.

"Yes, numbers of them," said Mr. O'Brien. "Tim
Coughlan, formerly of Kilcrohane, Bantry, is one of the
leading Irish merchants in New York. He is a man
always ready to lend a hand to a fellow-countryman in
distress. The Chief of the Chicago Police is Mr. D. F.
O'Neill, formerly of Tralybawn, near Bantry, and an
old school-fellow of mine. Chicago is proud of
him, for he has hunted her burglars, bank-
robbers and thieves — in fact, since he was ap-
pointed Chicago has become too hot for law-
breakers. One of the most charitable of priests


and patriotic of Irishmen is Father Denis MacCartie, of
Newark, N. J. I saw him two weeks before I left,
and he desired me to convey his kindest regards to
his relatives and friends in West Cork. He has no
peer in America. In a short time the people of West .
Cork will hear of his being appointed bishop of one
of the largest dioceses in the States. Father Jeremiah
Crowley, of CoUomane, Bantry, who wore chains for
his country for advocating the cause of the evicted and
oppressed, is in charge of one of the leading parishes
in Chicago, and has Mr. O'Neill as one of his parish-
ioners. William McCarthy, of Skibbereen, has charge
of immense stores in Washington, and another gentle-
man who is a credit to Skibbereen is Charles Mc-
Carthy, a leading engineer in New York. Another
good Irishman from Skibbereen was the late John
Howard, of New York, and his widow, though an
American lady, is as Irish as was her husband."

"Whom do you think will be the next President?"
asked our representative.

"I should say Theodore Roosevelt, the present Vice-
President. Fie is a high-tariff man, a friend of the
workingman and a protectionist. I think free trade
would be the greatest curse that ever befell American
mechanics and tradesmen. It would be most detri-
mental to American industries."

"I see you're not a Democrat and I suppose you
don't agree with Bryan on the silver question?"

"I am a Republican, but I would be in favor of the
free coinage of silver if it were made an international
issue, but I don't see why America should regulate the


price of silver for the rest of the world. If other
powers accepted silver on the same basis as gold I
would be a silver man myself."

"How is the Boer war viewed in America?" •
. ''The American people, irrespective of party, are in
full sympathy with the Boers."

"Then how is it that McKinley was elected?"

"Outside of his English proclivities he is a great
statesman, and the prosperity of America demanded
his election at the time. The election of Bryan would
upset the present prosperity, whatever would be the
ultimate issue."

"By the way, Mr. O'Brien, is it a fact that detectives
have been following you from Cork all over the coun-
try, and that two Scotland Yard men are on your
track?" asked our representative.

"I have not the slightest doubt that such is the case,"
replied Mr. O'Brien ; "but by the time I leave Ireland
they will know just as much about me then as now.
I offer no apology for my presence on Irish soil to any
human being. I am an American citizen, and that flag
protects me. Whether my business here is of a pri-
vate or public nature, that's my affair, and nobody
else's. I am looking for neither trouble nor prosecu-
tions. I am stopping here for a week or two at
Vickery's Hotel, and anybody that wants me can find

"I believe you propose erecting a monument to your
parents in Ardfield Graveyard?" said our representa-

"Yes," said Mr. O'Brien, "that is so; with an inscrip-


tion both in Irish and EngHsh. The plan is entrusted

to the care of Mr. Charles Doran, of Queenstown "

^'Another worthy Irishman/' remarked our repre-

"Ah!" said Mr. O'Brien, ''the truest of the true!"
Our reporter then thanked Mr. O'Brien and with-
drew. — Skihbereen Southern Star, July, 27, 1901.


Vigorously Resents Mr. Dooley's Caricature of the

Irish Race.

The attention of the Observer has been called by Mr.
John J. Doran to the following letter signed by Patrick
"Rocky Mountain" O'Brien, which has appeared in the
United Irishman, of New York :

Dear Rossa: A great deal has been talked of lately
about the stage Irishman and also about the caricatur-
ing of our people by some of the unclean yellow sheets
published in the different towns and cities all over the
United States. But to my mind "Mr. Dooley," alias
Dunn, is the most contemptible lampooner of the Irish
race, and the lowest scavenger cad in America. He is no
doubt a very clever writer, but why does he select his
own race in preference to other nationalities? His
writings are copied by every anti-Irish and every anti-
Qatholic paper in the United States. And the front
pages of every A. P. A. organ always quote what has
passed between Dooley and Hennessy. Now, Rossa,


a few words from you will put this defamer of our
people out of business, and I call on you to do it for
the sake of your children and the good mother that
bore them, as well as for the sake of very numerous
readers. If you don't do it you will lose one subscriber
to 3^our paper, and that is the writer. I have sent
copies of the following communication to Mr. John
Finerty, of the Chicago Citizen, and to Mr. J. J. Roach,
of the Boston Pilot:

''Mr. J. J. Roach, Boston Pilot.

''Dear Mr. Roach : If you will not try to stop
Dooley, alias Dunn, from making fun of our kith and
kin you can stop sending me the Pilot. I care not
what you may think of his writings or what effect they
may have in ridicule of our people. I will accept no
apology from you for him.
"Sincerely yours,

"Patrick 'Rocky Mountain' O'Brien."

I wrote John Finerty a similar letter, and you can
also abide by what I have written these gentlemen.
You cannot confer a greater favor on the tenants of the
United Irishman estate than by giving Mr. Dooley to
understand that he has gone far enough, and that in
future he must select other nationalities and seek for
greener fields and pastures new.

Mrs. O'Donovan Rossa does not call the word speak
"spake," nor deal "dale," foremost "forninst," never
"niver," or real "rale." Neither would Mrs. John
Howard call easy "aisy," and I am sure Charley Doran
would not call meat "mate." I have never yet heard


an Irishman or Irishwoman pronounce words as Mr.
Dooley would make the pubHc beheve they do. David
McCosker does not talk that way; neither does
Maurice O'Connor; neither do the O'Sullivan
brothers, of Lowell; neither does Attorney Cohoran,
of New York ; neither does Judge O'Neill Ryan, of St.
Louis; neither does Wilham McCrystal; neither does
Father Tierney, of San Francisco ; neither does Father
Lynch, of California, nor his brother, Luke Lynch, of
Brooklyn; neither does Mr. Wycherley, of the Skib-
bereen Eagle; neither does Jack O'Shea, T. C, Skib-
bereen ; neither does Tim Sheehy ; neither does James
Gilhooly, M.P., Bantry; neither does Billy Crossin, of
the Irish American Club, Philadelphia; neither does
Pat O'Neill; neither does Dr. McCahy. Even though
England did her best to keep the Irish people in ignorance
as well as in subjection, she has never yet succeeded with
that part of the programme ; for if an Irishman has a half
chance he is sure to demonstrate his ability both in this
country and the old one. Take Richelieu Robinson, of
Brooklyn ; he was in Congress for several years ; saw you
at his funeral ; he is only one Irishman out of a million
who are possessed of all the necessary qualifications to fill
any office in the land. Mr. McAdoo, now Police Commis-
sioner of your great city, is an Irishman ; he would not
call meal "male"; neither does Williams, nor others;
Patrick Collins, Mayor of Boston, would not call

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