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Fr. Forde’s Mission – 1865

Kyneton Guardian and Woodend and Malmsbury Chronicle 15th April, 1865 p. 2

The following letter appears in last Thursday’s Daylesford Express. At the earnest request of the Rev. Father Forde we give it space in our columns. This clergyman, it will be remembered, has been travelling in this colony for the purpose, of collecting funds for the erection of two chapels in the curacy of Ballyvaughan, a poor district in County Clare, Ireland.
During the twenty months or so he has been here he has met with considerable success, having collected about £1,600 chiefly in small sums. Bishop Goold objects to receiving the visits of priests travelling in this manner in his diocese, considering that the people of his charge have enough to do to provide places of worship in a new country where everything has to be begun. Consequently Father Forde was
forbidden by the Bishop to collect, and the members of the Roman Catholic persuasion to subscribe, to the funds he proposed to raise by his “mission.” Notwithstanding this prohibition Father Forde has continued his collection, and under the circumstances, his success either proves the exuberance of the resources of his country people and co-religionists, who cannot find outlet in this colony sufficient for their charity, or, that under the unassuming exterior of a quiet country priest, he possesses powers of persuasion of which we would be happy to own the merest “wrinkle.”
We may state that before Father Forde went to Daylesford, he desired the insertion of a letter which we positively refused to have anything to do with, as we thought it written in a style un-worthy of his profession, for the purpose of traducing a clergyman whom, nobody in the Kyneton district but respects. Without identifying
ourselves in any way with the dispute or its cause, we append the accompanying letter, premising that since appearing in. a journal in a
a neighbouring town it has become public
property:—


To the Editor of the Express.
SIR,—Having heard from an authentic, source that the Kev Father Geogehan, of Kyneton, on Sunday last spoke from the altar of the Roman Catholic Church there in terms depreciatory of my character; that he censured those who had subscribed to the charitable purpose I am successfully carrying out through the liberality of the Victorian colonists, and prohibited, the members of his congregation from giving any assistance in the matter, I am constrained to suppose that you will afford me a little space to reply to the observations of that gentleman. I have already satisfied all disinterested persons that I am duly accredited in my mission but may add in further confirmation on that point, that not only from my own bishop only have I received, credentials but also from the Right Rev. Prelates of Clonfert and Galway, and that I suffered to submit these and other similar documents, and also acknowledgements of remittances to the proper parties in Ireland, to the inspection of the Rev. Father Geogehan; but that he declined to look at them, stating: “That it was his bishop’s wish that he should do so.”
Upon the same occasion, a person who had been in my parish in Ireland, but who was then a member of Mr Geogehan’s flock accompanied me to him; but he refused to hear her speak in attestation of my character, and in explanation of the position I held at home, or of the one I now occupy here. Upon my arrival in Kyneton, I was informed that Father Geogehan desired to have an interview with “the stranger” collecting funds for a charitable purpose in Ireland, and a friend of mine thereupon wrote to him intimating my willingness to meet him; but he declined the interview he himself had proposed. Is such conduct as this, I would ask you Sir, either fair or gentlemanly, or becoming the sacred character of a priest? Would any person with the slightest sense of justice refuse to hear the vindication of a man whose character he had publicly and most flagrantly outraged; and what is to be thought of a clergyman who would not readily and gladly permit a fellow-worker in the vineyard of the Lord to relieve himself from the ill effects of calumny and scandal that had originated in covetousness and to all uncharitableness. I have already shown my testimonials to hundreds of persons in all parts of the colony, but am nevertheless quite willing to submit them to the examination of as many men as may wish to peruse them. But I can mention one circumstance that occurred since my arrival in the colony, that will satisfactorily show that those at least who are ungenerously fomenting opposition to my purpose are well assured that I am what I represent myself to be—i.e., Roman Catholic curate of Ballyvaughan, County Clare, Ireland,
The Very Rev. Dr. Bleasdale, acting as I am to presume upon the instructions of his Bishop, proposed to me in Melbourne that I should take a mission under the Right Rev. Dr. Goold, and discontinue collecting for the purpose for which I arrived in the colony. That offer was made by him and declined by me in the presence of a third party. My reply at length was that I would if my Bishop would allow me, and they would also give me £2000 for the object for which I came out. Dr. Bleasdale then whistled, but said nothing, and so the interview ended.
Allow me to avail myself of this opportunity of thanking the inhabitants of Woodend and Malmsbury for the munificent sum I collected among them
and the people of Daylesford and surrounding districts, for their liberality in the same cause—I
am, sir, your much obliged and humble servant.
FRANCIS FORDE, R.C.C.
Ballyvaughan, Co. Clare, Ireland.
Daylesford, April 12,1865.

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Sold – 1865

The Freeman’s Journal 3rd May, 1865 p 278

Corcomrue Abbey, The Burren Wikimedia.org
Corcomrue Abbey, The Burren
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The two remaining unsold lots of the Burren estate in the county Clare were purchased by private sale on Friday by Wm Lane Joynt, Esq, agent to Lord Anally for £11,000. Thus the noble lord has become the owner of all the Burren estates.
The noble lord is also the owner of the Duke of Buckingham’s estate at Ballyvaughan, Mr Burton Bindan’s at Currenrue, on which are the famous oyster beds, Mr John B. Scott’s at New Quay, Sir Hugh Dillon Massy’s Broadford estate and Mr John Westropp’s at Kilkeryne. These represent, as a whole, one of the largest territorial possessions in the hands of any peer or commoner in Clare.

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Kinvarra and beyond – 1865

Dunguaire Castle, Kinvara Photo: Angella Streluk Creative Commons
Dunguaire Castle, Kinvara
Photo: Angella Streluk
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A Walking Tour Round Ireland in 1865 by an Englishman
London: Richard Bentley, New Burlington Street. 1867 p181/2
excerpt – abridged
I (then) leave the main road, leading to Gort, Ennis and Limerick and take a road to the right, and pass through the village of Ballinderreen, and then for miles through a bleak and desolate country until I reach Kinvarra. This place is distance from Galway about seventeen miles. There is a castle here called Dungoury, (sic) which is in a very good state of preservation. I ascended to the top from which a fine view is obtained. Below is the village town of Kinvarra, prettily situated on a small bay and with some appearance of trade. Around is a stone covered country, wild and uncultivated.
On walking into the town a storm of rain fell and I offered a share of my umbrella to a gentleman in the road. He kindly showed me the inn and on learning that my mind was a blank as to my course of travel from this place, he wrote on a slip of paper a prescribed route as far as Kilkee. He kindly asked me to join his circle to tea in the evening at eight o’clock and then left me meanwhile to my own resources.
It was still early in the afternoon, so I walked to the end of the bay and bathed as well as the weeds (which were gathered thickly) would permit. On my way back an old woman told me a story of a girl of the village, some time since, who was accustomed to swim across the bay, put some wheat-ears between her teeth from the field on the other side, and then swim back again. The distance to and fro would be about a mile.
On my return to the inn I found a turf fire lighted without any direction of mine, a mode of welcome not at all acceptable this warm weather. The hostess is a stout well-meaning woman, though rather too fussy. She places before me some oysters and eggs, scanty fare enough. She tells me she is the mother of eighteen children. Oh fancy!
My hostess tells me a pretty story of one of her eighteen, a boy. He went to London en route for Australia, and wrote from the metropolis to say, that though he had seen all the sights there, he still thought no place equal to Kinvarra.