The Dock and the Scaffold: The Manchester Tragedy and the Cruise of the JacknellSullivan, T. D. (Timothy Daniel)
History
The Dock and the Scaffold: The Manchester Tragedy and the Cruise of the Jacknell
Sullivan, T. D. (Timothy Daniel)
Erin's Hope (Brigantine); Fenians; Ireland -- Biography; Ireland -- Politics and government -- 19th century
COSTELLO--I speak under correction, my lord. You must, if you
please, be assured that I do not attribute any wrong to
your lordships--far be it from me; I acknowledge and again
reiterate that. So far as the law is concerned, I have had a
dose that has almost killed me; but if there was a little--a
very little--justice mixed in that law, I would not be now
addressing your lordships. Of the law I have had sufficient,
but I have come to the conclusion that justice is not to be
found inside a British courthouse. My lords, I complain, and
grievously, of what my friend Colonel Warren and my friend
General Halpin complained of--of being tried in this Court
as a British subject; and I think your lordships will not
reprimand me much for that expression. I left the shores of my
native land--Ireland is the land of my birth, and I am proud
to own it. I am proud to say that I am an Irishman, but I am
also proud and happy to state that I am an adopted citizen of
the United States; and while true to the land of my birth, I
can never be false to the land of my adoption. That is not
an original phrase, but it expresses the idea which I mean to
convey. Now, my lords, my learned and very able counsel, who
have conducted my case with the greatest ability and zeal, and
of whom I cannot speak in terms of sufficient praise, demanded
for me a jury half alien. I was refased it. I was born in
this country, and I was, while breath remained in my body, a
British subject. In God's name--if I may mention His holy name
without sufficient reasons--what affection should I have for
England? You cannot stamp out the instincts that are in the
breast of man--man will be man to the end of time--the very
worm you tread upon will turn upon your feet. If I remained in
this country till I descended to the grave, I would remain in
obscurity and poverty. I left Ireland, not because I disliked
the country--I love Ireland as I lovs myself--I left Ireland
for the very good and cogent reason that I could not live in
Ireland. But why could I not live here? I must not say; that
would be trespassing. I must not mention why I was forced to
leave Ireland--why I am now placed in this dock. Think you,
my lords, that I would injure a living being--that I would,
of my own free accord, willingly touch a hair upon the head
of any man? No, my lords; far would it be from me; but that
government which has left our people in misery--
The LORD CHIEF BARON--I cannot allow you to trespass on
political grievances.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account