The End of the Day
If you have any Epitaph's
or other interesting comments made on or about the deathbed,
poignant or humorous please send them to me at firstname.lastname@example.org
I'd love to add them to this page.
The Last word
Collins seems to have predicted his own death.
He was singing the Irish Peace Treaty and said "I
am singing my own death warrant."
O'Carolan an Irish poet asked for his last drink
of whiskey and said:
"It would be hard if such friends should
part at least without kissing."
- Oscar Wilde, on his
deathbed was drinking a glass of the finest champagne and
"Now I am dying beyond my means."
(supplied by Suzanne Neeley)
- Rosie O'Shea, a
famous prostitute in the wild, wild west and very
prosperous madam in Idaho, "I can't go home
like this!" (supplied by Suzanne Neeley)
- Bodie, California was
a booming gold rush town in the 1860's ....it is
estimated that over 2 billion dollars (THEN!!!) was taken
out of the ore in Bodie. It also had the reputation
of being the most violent, lawless, wild den of thieves
in the West. It truly represented (rightfully so!)
the "wild, wild, West.." Little Meggy
Ryan was about 9 years old when her parents packed up
their cabin in Butte, Montana heading for the gold
fields of Bodie. Little Meggy, with tears in her
eyes, reportedly said, "Goodbye God, we're
going to Bodie". These
simple words, spoken by a very small Irish immigrant
girl, immortalized Bodie forever in the history
books. (supplied by Suzanne Neeley)
- Perhaps the
most touching "last words" were not words at
all,...Colonel Patrick Cleburne, An Irish born American
soldier, died on one of the bloodiest battlefields of the
American Civil War in his stockinged feet, because he had
seen one of the Mayo boys from his hometown of Little
Rock, tramping barefooted over a corn field and leaving
bloody tracks behind him. He gave this boy his
boots and a few minutes later, went to meet his God
(supplied by Suzanne Neeley)
this wound had been for Ireland" In 1693
Patrick Darsfield said when mortally wounded at the
battle of Landen in Flanders.
- Did you ever wonder
about those that left Ireland to "make their
Where did they go? How did they get on? Where did they
thanks to my friend Suzanne Neeley for the following
epitaph's of Irish immigrants.
Suzanne writes "I live in Nevada, about 30 miles
from Virginia City,
where many Irish gold miners were buried...
One epitaph in particular has haunted me...that of Declan
O'Connell, died 1861,"
"I came for the love
of gold, and found that I had left it behind in
"Declan O'Connells Grave"
by Suzanne Neeley
2 miles down the hill from Declan O'Connell's grave we
find in in Silver City, Nevada
"Here lies Butch. We planted him raw. He was
quick on the trigger, but slow on the draw."
Butch was actually John Pearse, a sometime
gunslinger but mostly a drunk according to Mark Twain who
wrote complete columns about John's exploits including
his betrothal dance with a pig.
The articles appeared in the "Territorial
Enterprise" which was the most famous and widely
circulated paper in the West.
"Union Brewery Saloon" by
- A grave in Goldfield
another Nevada gold mining town bears the inscription
"A Stranger in these parts, but she said she was
from Ireland." (no dates)
- And this one by the
roadside near Nogales, Arizona:
"Here lies Mary Katherine, a very good
girl." born Wickelow 1851 died here
July 1, 1869. (makes you wonder!!! also
notice the spelling of Wicklow)
- Lester Moore was a
Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona in the
days of the 1880's. He's buried in the Boot Hill Cemetery
in Tombstone, Arizona:
" Here lies Lester Moore Four slugs from a
.44 No Les No More."
- The grave of Ellen
Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania is almost a consumer tip:
"Ellen Shannon, Who was fatally burned March
21, 1870 by the explosion of a lamp filled with
"R.E. Danforth's Non-Explosive Burning Fluid"
- This one you will not
believe!!! Denis O'Healy......he was a lawyer here
in Reno and he was born in Montana in 1898...but he loved
Corrigan's, (an "Irish" pub in Reno that has
been here for about 75 years) ....he loved it so much
there, and he went there nearly every day and sat in the
same spot. He loved Corrigan's so much that he had
his ashes interred into the bar in that same spot!!! and
the owner placed a plaque there in his memory..it reads,
in it's entirety...
"You are sittin' in my seat, and this is as
close to Ireland as I'll ever get. --Denis O'Healy, died
January 2, 1987."
The mansion built by
John Mckay. Photo by Suzanne
- "I don't
care whether I win or lose. And when you can't
enjoy winning at poker, there's no fun left in
anything." --John Mackay, who became
known as "the King of the Comstock", one of the
wealthiest men who ever lived. He was a simple
Irish man however, and whilst Mrs. Mackay, armed with her
millions, spent freely on her palaces in London and
Paris, he insisted, on his INFREQUENT visits, on
recalling his boyhood days in Dublin as entertainment for
her visiting dignitaries and took a certain malicious
pleasure in introducing them to his pet pig, who shared
the family parlour in shanty Irish tradition. There
is no evidence that Mr. Mackay ever lived in squalor in
Dublin, rather, we think he simply enjoyed tormenting
others. He died in 1902 and is remembered not just
as a wealthy man, but one of the kindliest benefactors
many had ever had. It is estimated that his total
charitable donations over a 30 year period totalled
somewhere around $20,000,000.
You can contact Suzanne
Neeley at email@example.com
- Dramatist George
Bernard Shaw composed this epitaph for himself
"I knew If I Stayed Around Long Enough,
Something Like This would Happen"
- Written on a
gravestone in Kilmurry, Ireland
This stone was raised by Sarah's lord,
Not Sarah's virtues to record
For they're well known to all the town
But it was raised to keep her down.
- Don't mourn
for me now
Don't mourn for me never
I'm going to do nothing
For ever and ever
Irish comedian Dave Allen wishes to have the
above enscribed on his tombstone.
- Oscar Wilde the
master of the insult was being given flowers from fans on
the first night of one of his plays. One of his rivals
gave him a rotten cabbage:
"Thank you my dear fellow," says Oscar,
"everytime I smell it I shall be reminded of
lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune, to lose
both looks like carelessness." Oscar Wilde
(1854-1900) The Importance of being Earnest
- A notorious bore once
commented to Oscar Wilde that he had
passed Oscar's house that day: Oscar replied "Oh,
thank you so much."
- Oscar defined a cynic
"The man who knows the price of everything and the
value of nothing"
- Oscar described the
English country gentleman galloping after a fox
"The unspeakable in pursuit of the
Irish do not lend themselves to psychoanalysis."
: S. Freud
(Thanks to Joe Fegan)
have a total irreverence for anything connected with
society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer
stronger, the food cheaper, the old men and old woman
warmer in the winter and happier in the summer" :
Brendan Behan (1923-1964)
does not win who plays with sin
In the secret House of Shame"
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) The Ballad of Reading
are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)
have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough
to make us love one another." : Jonathan
John Major was drowning, his whole life would pass in
front of him and he wouldn't be in it." : Dave
Allen (1936- :)
is popular because it combines the maximum of temptation
with the maximum of opportunity" George
Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)
when all was eaten and no hope left, took their last look
at the sun, built up their cottage doors, that none might
see them die nor hear their groans, and were found weeks
afterwards, skeletins on their own hearth."
John Mitchel (1815-1875)
I'm in the wrong house." said by an IRA
gunman after shooting a man in Belfast on 11th November
the intervals the devil is busy; yes very busy, as sad
experience proves, and on the way home in the small hours
of the morning, he is busier still.
A statement on late-night dances, by Irish Bishops 23rd
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