In one of the loneliest, darkest spots of Phoenix Park, Dublin, near the place where a granite monument to the Duke of Wellington stands and about a mile from the Island Bridge barracks, the Army of Eire maintains one of its major arsenals. One night last fortnight a man dressed in an Eire Army uniform approached the arsenal gates, remarked that the parcel he carried was a Christmas gift to the commanding officer.
The unsuspecting sentries saluted, returned a "Merry Christmas," hastened to unlock the gates. Scarcely were they opened before out of...
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