In Dublin's Lower O'Connell Street there lived a highbrow little monthly called the Bell. Between its covers, budding young Irish writers appeared arm in arm with such full-blown names as George Bernard Shaw, Sean O'Casey and Liam O'Flaherty. The big names worked for small pay; they felt it a duty to support Eire's only literary magazine.
But after seven anxious years, the Bel was barely swinging. Import restrictions had shrunk its British market. To square garrulous Editor Peadar O'Donnell, one time schoolmaster in County Donegal there seemed but one way out. He would go to the U.S. and raise some money.
Hunted Past....
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