The following is from the “Irish Echo,” New York in “Celtic Chatter and Chaff.”
Friday night George Murray, secretary of the United Irish Counties Union, installed the new officers of the Westmeath Men’s Association at the Central Opera House–and every one of ’em a credit to his county:– James Weston, president, Michael Carolan, vice-president; James McAllister, financial secretary, Andrew Coyne, corresponding secretary, Patrick Kelly, recording secretary; John McCormack, treasurer; Frank Shanley, sergeant-at-arms, Dr. J. P. Brennan, Michael McCormack, Frank Tighe, Patrick Macken and Bernard J. Troy, trustees. An enjoyable social followed the installation ceremony. Pat Quinn, Joe Byrnes, Chris Keegan and Tom Crinnigan were the official dispensers of real Westmeath hospitality. T. B. Murphy, John McCoy, John Donnelly, C.J. Gaskin, Joe Horan, John Foley, Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Glennon, Terrence O’Grady and Chris Casserly were a few noticed. Chris Murray was mobbed when he produced the latest edition of the “Westmeath Examiner,” containing a report of the last ball of the Westmeath Association here, complete with “art”: all supplied by Chris himself, a fine Press agent who missed his vocation. The editor of the “Examiner” would be a happy man if he could have seen how that paper was received. They did everything to it but eat it, every one of ’em looking for his or her name; the fragile link connecting them with their brethren in Ireland. Brother, incidents like that put a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye. Everyone who handled that paper was right as home in Westmeath until someone grabbed it away and brought back again the hard reality of exile in a foreign land.