April 1, 1964
A Pot of Soothing Herbs
I’d like to make this brief, but I doubt if I shall. Like my friends, I talk a great deal. Why is probably going to become clear from this letter. […]
April 1, 1964
A Shorter History of the Irish People
The green going down to the sea and the gulls above—Ireland had come into view in the aftemoon. The other passengers had lined the rails for a few minutes, then […]
April 1, 1964
A Bottle of Brown Sherry
Mr. Edward came home from hospital on the second day of the second summer holidays we spent at Delaps of Monellen. That was the year old John Considine the stonemason […]