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Tone himself, who had received the rank of Adjutant-General in the French service, was on board one of the vessels. Had this force been disembarked on the shores of Ireland, it is hardly possible to doubt that the separation of this country from England would have been effected. But the expedition was unfortunate from the outset. It was scattered on the voyage during a gale of wind, and the Admiral's vessel, with Hoche, the commander, on board, was separated from the others.

A portion of the expedition entered the magnificent Bay of Bantry and waited there several days in expectation of being rejoined by the vessel containing the Admiral and commander; but they waited in vain. Tone vehemently urged that a landing should be effected with the forces then at hand—some 6, men—but the officers procrastinated, time was lost, the wind, which had been blowing from the east that is out the harbor , rose to a perfect hurricane, and on the 27th and 28th of the month the vessels cut their cables and made the best of their way for France.

This was a terrible blow to the hopes of the Irish organizer. Rage and sadness filled his heart by turns as the fierce storm blew his vessel out of the bay and across the sea to the land which he had left under such favorable auspices. But yet he did not resign himself to despair. As the patient spider renews her web again and again after it has been torn asunder, so did this indefatigable patriot set to work to repair the misfortune that had occurred, and to build up another project of assistance for his unfortunate country.

His perseverance was not unproductive of results. The Batavian or Dutch Republic, then in alliance with France, took up the project that had failed in the Bay of Bantry. In the month of July, , they had assembled in the Texel an expedition for the invasion of Ireland, nearly, if not quite, as formidable in men and ships as that which had left Brest in the previous year.

Tone was on board the flag-ship, even more joyous and hopeful than he had been on the preceding occasion. But again, as if by some extraordinary fatality, the weather interposed an obstacle to the realization of the design. The vessels were ready for sea, the troops were on board, nothing was wanted but a slant of wind to enable the fleet to get out.

But for five weeks it continued to blow steadily in the adverse direction. The supplies ran low; the patience of the officers, and of the government, became exhausted—the troops were disembarked and the project abandoned! The second failure in a matter of such weight and importance was a heavy blow to the heart of the brave Tone. Elaborate and costly efforts like those which had ended so poorly, he felt could not often be repeated; the drift of the war was cutting out other work for the fleets and armies of France and her allies, and the unwelcome conviction began to settle darkly on his mind that never again would he see such a vision of hope for dear Ireland, as that which had shone before him on these two occasions, and vanished in doubt and gloom.

Yet there was no need to despair. Assurances reached Tone every day that the defeat and humiliation of England was a settled resolve of the French government, one which they would never abandon. And for a time everything seemed to favor the notion that a direct stroke at the heart of England was intended. Tone's heart again beat high with hope, for now matters looked more promising than ever.

He was in constant communication with some of the chief officers of the expedition, and in the month of December he had several interviews with Bonaparte himself, which, however, he could hardly consider of a satisfactory nature. On the 20th of May, , General Bonaparte embarked on board the fleet at Toulon and sailed off—not for Ireland or England, but for Egypt.

On the Irish leaders at home these repeated disappointments fell with terrible effect. The condition of the country was daily growing more critical. Still those men would, if they could, have got the people to possess their souls in patience, and wait for aid from abroad before unfurling the banner of insurrection; for they were constant in their belief that without the presence of a disciplined army on Irish soil to consolidate their strength and direct it, a revolutionary effort of the Irish people could end only in disaster.

But the government had reasons of their own for wishing to set an Irish rebellion afoot at this time, and they took measures to precipitate the rising. The arrest of the delegates at the house of Oliver Bond in Dublin, and the capture of Lord Edward Fitzgerald contributed to this end; but these things the country might have peaceably endured, if no more dreadful trial had been put upon it.

What could not be endured was the system of riot, and outrage, and murder, to which the unfortunate peasantry were then given over. Words fail to describe its cruelty and its horrors. It was too much for human nature to bear. On the 23rd of May, three days after Bonaparte had sailed from Toulon for Alexandria, the Irish insurrection broke out. The news of the occurrence created the most intense excitement among the Irish refugees then in Paris.

Tone rushed to and fro, to the Directory and to the generals, pleading for the dispatch of some assistance to his struggling countrymen. Various plans were suggested and taken into consideration, but while time was being wasted in this way, the military forces of the British government were rapidly suppressing the insurrection of the unarmed and undisciplined Irish peasantry.

In this condition of affairs, a gallant but rash and indiscreet French officer, General Humbert , resolved that he would commit the Directory to action, by starting at once with a small force for the coast of Ireland. Humbert landed at Killala , routed with his little handful of men a large force of the royal troops, and held his ground until General Lake , with 20, men, marched against him.

After a resistance sufficient to maintain the honor of the French arms, Humbert's little force surrendered as prisoners of war. At this time, relations between Britain and revolutionary France were at breaking-point and war was declared on 1 February In view of the coming war, the British government had considered it vital to conciliate the catholics of Ireland.

With the outbreak of war with France, Dublin Castle instituted a crackdown on Irish reformers who had professed admiration for the French, and by the end of the year the United Irishmen and the reform movement were in disarray. After all I have done for a sacred cause, death is no sacrifice. In such enterprises, everything depends on success: Washington succeeded — Kosciusko failed.

I know my fate, but I neither ask for pardon nor do I complain. His one "regret" was the "very great atrocities" committed in the course of the summer rebellion, "on both sides".

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For "a fair and open war" he had been prepared; but if that had "degenerated into a system of assassination, massacre, and plunder" he did "most sincerely lament it". The request was denied: found guilty of treason he was condemned to hang on the 12th. I was the shouldered oar that ended up far from the brine and whiff of venture, like a scratching post or a crossroads flagpole, out of my element among small farmers.

It was with grief I saw last year, with the Catholic delegates, a gentleman who was not of their religion, or united to them in any avowable bond of a public interest, acting as their secretary, in their most confidential concerns. I never saw him but once, which was in your company, and at that time knew nothing of his connections, character, or dispositions.

Patrick brought us life but this man died for us [ Apter, ed. Note: comments from Ellis and Clarkson stress the identity of views with Connolly at this point. An inflammation, which was the result, extended to his lungs and proved mortal. The Coroners Inquest sat on the body, and brought in a verdict of self murder—horrible crime.

It is said, his head will be placed on the top of the New Prison, as his death does not exonerate him from such part of the sentence as can be put in execution—that is, if it shall be decided that he died in the legal possession of the military power. Yet we are content to hold three million of our fellow creatures and fellow subjects in degradation and infamy and contempt, or, to sum up all in one word, of slavery!

It had in it two main elements: the first was an unqualified enthusiasm for the ideals of the French revolution; the second [ Towards the end of his life Tone had persuaded himself that he had always hated England, but his own writing reveal unmistakealy that this was not so. It was a personal affair. Tone was snubbed by a British prime-minister and he swore to be avenged.

In the last nomth of his life he still brooded over this grieveanfe which he dated from his student years in London. Maureen Wall, Catholic Ireland in the 18th c. Tone warns the Ascendancy that protection and allegiance are reciprocal. But in the long term it was a contest for power, as the Ascendancy realised, and Tone was disingenuous in depicting the Catholic campaign as nothing more than a demand for basic justice.

But his knowledge of Irish history was poor. In this he was typical of his time. Eighteenth-century Ireland did not produce a Hume or a Robertson, and what passed for Irish history was little more than propaganda, or, more charitably, committed history dictated by sectarian leanings. In the liberal ethos of Trinity College in the s it was fashionable to take the Catholic side in debates on the rising.

Tone may have been writing some kind of political testimony for posterity, in Paris in , but it is not always clear that this was his intention. He was simply writing history as it was written at the time. Yet in doing so he produced the first nationalist reading of Irish history, a reading that was to become the gospel of Irish republicanism.

But the narrow Protestantism of future Parliaments negates the validity of their similar stand. The northern Presbyterians are spared such blanket condemnation by virtue of their anti-Englishness, anti-Episcopalianism and what Tone sees as their natural republicanism. In all he rather glamorises the Presbyterians and never comes to terms with their anti-poperly.

He thought them vulgar, lacking in spirit and prone to graft and deceit. Its use by those seeking to find an element in Tone to which all religions can subscribe is on the increase.