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Part of Records of the Williams Group
Bank balance accounts (1923-1928; 1944-1955)
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Part of Records of the Williams Group
Bank balance accounts (1923-1928; 1944-1955)
Part of Loughton Papers
Letters belonging to Theodora Trench dating from 1923 until 1927.
The majority of the letters are from Benjamin Bloomfield Trench. In the letters Benjamin discusses his daily actitives such as attending Luncheon, attending social gatherings, receiving visitors and traveling.
Page of clippings about Raphael Fuller's work on radio-controlled model boats.
Part of Woodfield Papers
Sheet of paper to which is attached three clippings from the Evening Telegraph, The Irish Times, and The Freeman's Journal regarding Raphael Fuller's invention of a radio-controlled model boat.
Letter from Oliver St John Gogarty to Francis William Lamb.
Part of Woodfield Papers
Letter from Oliver St John Gogarty at 20 Grosvenor Street, London, to his friend Doctor Francis William Lamb.
Lamb Family
Letter from Charles Gamble to Francis William Lamb.
Part of Woodfield Papers
Letter from Charles Gamble of Knocksinna, Stillorgan, County Dublin, to Francis William Lamb regarding his recent bout of bronchitis.
Note entitled 'Fifth Day of Hunger Strike' by Thomas [Barclay], Druncomndra, Dublin:
'One thing that gives a tyrant his power is that he has the means to justify his tyranny'.
Verse transcribed by Séamus Ó Faoláin (Tullamore), Hut 12, Camp 3, Tintown:
'But the youngest, he speaks out bold and clearly
I have no ties of children or of wife
Let me die, but spare mu brother,
Who is more dearly loved by me than life.'
Quote by Patrick Pearse transcribed by Seosamh Mac Dáibhéid, Tintown No 3 Camp, on the second day of the [hunger] strike ('An dara lá de'n stailc'):
'Life springs from death, and from the graves of patriot men and women spring living nations.'
Verse transcribed by [D.]. Ledwidge, Camp Quartermaster, Tintown No 3 Camp:
'As the years were before me began
Shall the years be when we are no more
And between them the years of a man
Are as wares the wind drives to the shore.'