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The Story of the Atlantic Telegraph
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Henry M. Field
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As
might
be
supposed,
the
mustering
of
such
a
fleet
of
ships,
and
the
busy
note
of
preparation
which
had
been
heard
for
weeks,
produced
a
great
sensation
in
this
remote
part
of
Ireland.
The
people
from
far
and
near,
gathered
on
the
hills
and
looked
on
in
silent
wonder.
To
add
to
the
dignity
of
the
occasion,
the
Lord
Lieutenant
came
down
from
Dublin
to
witness
the
departure
of
the
expedition.
No
one
could
have
been
better
fitted
to
represent
his
own
country,
and
to
command
audience
from
ours.
The
Earl
of
Carlisle--better
known
among
us
as
Lord
Morpeth--had
travelled
in
the
United
States
a
few
years
before,
and
shown
himself
one
of
the
most
intelligent
and
liberal
foreigners
that
have
visited
America.
No
representative
of
England
could
on
that
day
have
stood
upon
the
shores
of
Ireland,
and
stretched
out
his
hand
to
his
kindred
beyond
the
sea
with
more
assurance
that
his
greeting
would
be
warmly
responded
to.
And
never
did
one
speak
more
aptly
words
of
wisdom
and
of
peace.
We
read
them
still
with
admiration
for
their
beauty
and
their
eloquence,
and
with
an
interest
more
tender
but
more
sad,
that
this
great
and
good
man--the
true
friend
of
his
own
country
and
of
ours--has
gone
to
his
grave.
To
quote
his
own
words
is
the
best
tribute
to
his
memory,
and
will
do
more
than
any
eulogy
to
keep
it
fresh
and
green
in
the
hearts
of
Americans.
On
his
arrival
at
Valentia,
he
was
entertained
by
the
Knight
of
Kerry
at
one
of
those
public
breakfasts
so
much
in
fashion
in
England,
at
which
in
response
to
a
toast
in
his
honor,
after
making
his
personal
acknowledgments,
he
said:
Marker
Marker
Fine marker
White-out
Fine white-out
Circle
Paint
Unmarker
Hand
Scalpel
Dice
Sieve
Purify
Undo
Redo
Start over
