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Southern Citizen at Washington-Friends and society there-Visit of
O'Brien-His distinguished reception-His tour in the South and
departure for Europe-Letter to an Irish friend-The true method of
working in Irish politics-His edition of Mangan's poems-1859:
European affairs growing interesting again-Will England be involved
in the war?-The Southern Citizen wound up-Sails for France-
Paris-Visits of friends-Despondent about public affairs-Col. Byrne
-M. Marie Martin-Articles in the Constitutionnel-Letters-Cannot

Mitchel in New York, editor of Daily News-Justifies the South, while
accepting her defeat-Warned that he had better take care-Pays no
attention, there being no charge against him-Arrest by military order
-Sent to Fortress Monroe-Life in a casemate-Mike Sullivan, from

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Fethard-Effect of hard usage upon his health-Refuses to complain
-The doctor's representations procure a mitigation-Fellow-prisoners,
Mr. Davis, Senator Clay-Memorial for his release, the Fenians-
Release-Joins his family in Richmond-No redress-An offer from
the Fenians-Goes to France as their financial agent-Paris, Rue
Richer-No hope from the French Government-Sees reason to doubt
the preparedness of the Fenians-Split in their ranks-Thinks he
cannot continue to be their agent-Pleasant visitors-Letters-
Warning off mouchards-Interview with M. Pietri—A lonely exile—
Gives up his agency
for the Fenians-Visit of Martin and Kenyon-

A scene in the Irish College-Death of John B. Dillon-Return to

America-Farewell to France !

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LIFE OF JOHN MITCHEL.

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CHAPTER I.

CONVICT LIFE (continued)—VAN DIEMEN'S LAND-ESCAPE

-SAN FRANCISCO-NEW YORK.

1853.

THE first entry made in the " Jail Journal," after the account of the visit to O'Brien, is dated January 1, 1853. There are passages in this entry to the same effect as in the letters quoted at the end of the last chapter. These passages allow us to see very clearly the direction in which Mitchel's thoughts were now tending, and the feelings with which he was coming to regard his Tasmanian life :—–

It is long since I have made an entry in my log-book. Of literature I am almost sick, and prefer farming, and making market of my wool. There is somewhat stupefying to the brain, as well as invigorating to the frame in this genial clime and aromatic air. A phenomenon for which I strive to account in various modes.

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We, also, John Knox and I, have eaten narcotic lotos here; and if it has not removed, it has surely softened the sting, even of our nostalgia. We, too, have quaffed in these gardens the cup of lazy enchantment, mingled for us by the hands of Fata Morgana the Witch; and if we have not forgotten the outer busy world, at

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least the sound of its loud, passionate working, comes to our ear from afar off, deadened, softened, almost harmonized, like the roar of ocean waves heard in a dream, or murmuring through the spiral chamber of a sea-shell.

Surely it is not good for us to be here.

The truth is, he was far from content with his life at Nant Cottage. Many people will perhaps think that he was hard to please, and that he was as well off at Nant Cottage as he was likely to be anywhere else. He was living in what he admits to have been a splendid climate; he had better health than he had known for years; his farm yielded enough to supply the wants of himself and his family, and he had plenty of time to devote to the education of his children. Well, I do not hesitate to admit that he was hard to please. Most men who have any innate nobility of character are hard to please with the conditions of life in this world; and especially in early life, the nobler kind of men, when they feel the taedium vitae, are apt to suppose that it is due in a great degree to the particular kind of life they are leading, and to long for a change. This kind of feeling had no doubt a good deal to say to Mitchel's discontent in Tasmania, as it had also a good deal to say to his discontent in after years, with other ways of life very different from that which he was then leading. But there was a special cause for his discontent at Nant Cottage which is hinted at in the passage last quoted from the "Journal," and which some men at least will find it easy to understand. Mitchel was a man by nature keen, eager, ardent, impetuous. He had been leading a life of constant and passionate activity. We have seen how, during the years preceding his transportation, his surroundings were such as to arouse his best passions and to call all his energies into play. From this state of excitement and keen human interest, he found himself

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