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| HOTEL AT GLENGARRIFF, CO. CORK. -Where once stood one of the residences of the O'Sullivan Beare family, the ancient lords of Glengarriff and the surrounding country, now stands the comfortable, modern hotel pictured in the sketch. It is situated in a cozy, sheltered nook of Glendgarriff Bay and commands a fine view of the matchless scenery of that splendid region, whose manifold beauties have been depicted elsewhere. It must have been a heartbreak to the gallant and chivalrous Donal O'Sullivan Beare, when having done all the man could do in defence of the independence of his country, abandoned by his Spanish allies and deserted by kindred chiefs, who bent before the iron sway of the able and remorseless Elizabeth, he and his followers finally bade farewell to Glengarriff and sought a sad asylum in the distant, and soon to be subjugated, fortresses of Brefini. Thomas Davis sang of the exodus plaintively thus: I wandered at eve by Glengarriff's sweet water, Mo nuar! Mo nuar! Mo nuar!* I said- Half in the shade and half in the moon, When I think in this valley and sky, And I thought of the time when the Sacsonach slaughter Where true lovers and poets should sigh, Reddened the night and darkened the moon. Of the time when its chieftain, O'Sullivan, fled. *Alas |
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