8
Jun 1872
Received invitation to a new Sporting tournament with new
rules. Back in training. Fortunate timing, a good distraction to all of
the
strange events. Should help with sleep as well. My head seems never
right since
that thing that claimed to be an angel took root there.
3 July 1872
Some have suggested purchasing a
house in
10
August 1872
Mr. and Mrs. Salmalin have a child, Octavia. Little Bobby and Caroline Frazier turned a year last week. Attended another political ball or some sort put on by the French. No structures demolished or other international incidents that I’m aware of. Still having trouble sleeping, and not feeling myself during the day. Also, the people who treat me different now that I have more than two coins to rub together don’t help matters.
Training does help, I’ve applied
some of the things I
remember from Mr. Salmalin’s training to the sport. I dare say, I can
tar
anyone who faces me in the ring.
29 August 1872
My twenty-ninth year. This year has seen me in dramatic changes. I hope that my good fortune holds.
3 October 1872
…overheard that there is a
traveler from the Reform Club who
made a large wager on his ability to cirk travel around the
world in 80
days. Not that the Reform Club would let me inside its doors, I
shouldn’t even
care to bother. But, told the feller that with what I’ve seen of travel
these
days, it would be no great endeavor. Now have a bet.
14 October 1872
Tournament begins! No significant competion to face today. Both Maws and O’Neill are here. Should mae for interesting later rounds.
18 October 1872
Defeated the <unintelligible> thing, dragon, man what was being untoward towards Wilhelmina. Won with <unintelligible> guidance of St. George.
20 October 1872
Vicotry! He never <unintelligible> a fist on my person. <unintelligible>
1 November 1872
An anonymous donation for a bad but desirable object. Perhaps I should have the Magic people evaluate the troublesome objects at the abbey and donate them away. There are no shortage of things here, but they tell me not to look to closely at. What is the point of owning things or advancing my studies. Bah! I do OWN them don’t I? What is the point of signing all of these blasted papers?
Also, Drake is a foul, foul
creature.
Letter:
15 November 1872
Mr. James O’Flaherty
1832 Washington Street
Boston MA
USA
Dear Jimmy-boy,
I have heard the news of the great fire, and have gotten information about the damage by telegraph. I am greatly relieved the Washington Street fire was nowhere near you, but feeling most regretful about your new shoppe. It is my belief that not only is it the duty of every citizen to rebuild, but to put it back the way it was, none of this “Second City” nonsense that Chicago is doing after their fire.
The rich folk are apt to take
advantage and rebuild to suit
them, and continue to keep hard working Irish out of their plan. Well,
Jimmy, I
want to give you enough to build a shoppe to fit your own needs. Tell
anyone
else you feel worthy as a neighbor to prepare what they call a business
plan to
the address and persons in the next correspondence. The bankers and
politicians
won’t let us in, so we’ll have to do it ourselves. As for what I’ll
gladly give
you, tell Mum you saved it, or that you had “insurance” like for the
house, or
any damned thing you please, but start rebuilding before the rest of
those
pirates and jackals build even greater barriers and bilking
contrivances
against hard-working immigrants and decent people.
With love,
Seamus
Selected Journal Entries:
22 December 1872
Still checking things suggested by Mrs. Salmalin regarding new home.
I am still completely confused by
the traditions of women
both in this country and the country of my birth, the two combined seem
utterly
maddening. I dare say though, I am impressed with that young man at the
pub,
willing to stand up to the likes of me on a tear for the sake of his
Stepmum.
Newspapers abuzz about Fogg's return. Took his sweet time, in my estimation. I won my bet though, well done Mr. Fogg.
26 December 1872
I thought part of the ruckus earlier was they didn’t like the idea of that child with cannons, then she gets all array of heavy armament as gifts. The bloody hell? Though of course, the intent of each giver is pure and one of a close friend. I was in no mood to carry about four of those things to a museum on Christmas day anyway.
31 Tuesday 1872
Received the great honor of becoming a godparent of Octavia Salmalinat the request of Ravvi and Victoria. A glorious christening ceremony today.
12 January 1872
I have hired a matchmaker. Hopefully Mary Kendall and however stands for her finds this acceptable. Decided it’s time to settle down, and hoping I am making the best choice. She is a beautiful woman whose company I enjoy.
8 May 1872
If I get my hands on either of those Managers, they’ll lock me away too. Porr Jimmy Maws. So unfair.
31 May 1872
I have been told that considering how the papers had shaped the public’s opinion, Jimmy was fortunate. Blast Fortune!
Proceed to Rather rough
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