Early Commissions--The Wanderings of Oisin--William Morris--Meeting with Maud Gonne--Madame Blavatsky; Magic--Writing for the Theatre and on Blake-- "Innisfree"; The Rhymers' Club
Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.
During the six years at Howth and in Rathgar, J. B. Y. had painted several fine portraits and made many good friends. Yet in 1887 he decided to pack up once more and see what luck held for him and his children (now all grown up except Jack) in London. With their faithful servant Rose and a black cat named Daniel O'Connell, the family sweltered during the torrid June of Jubilee at 58 Eardley Crescent, Earl's Court. Little Jack alone was happy, for he possessed a free ticket for the American Exhibition nearby,1 which he visited every day and all day. J. B. Y. sought to get black-and-white work taken by the magazines while Willie endeavoured to make acquaintance with editors and pub-____________________