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quantity of books presented to me by Robert Pink- 

 erton, written by his distinguished father Allan 

 Pinkerton, which formed valuable addenda to my 

 already extensive collection of works on Crimino- 

 logy. But the Clan na Gael, despite all sorts of 

 alarming reports, gave us no trouble. An Irish cab- 

 driver one day recognised Mr. Chamberlain coming 

 out of Delmonico's and called out to him, ** Don't 

 forget ould Ireland, yer honour." The Chief pro- 

 mised him that he wouldn't, with which assurance 

 the man seemed perfectly satisfied. The last night 

 in New York, Henry Edwardes and I went to Daly's 

 Theatre to see Ada Rehan in the Railroad of Love, 

 a play which afforded us but little amusement or 

 enjoyment^ 



