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strange book written just before British rule in Ireland began to come to an end. It is
the memoir of a Unionist and a Protestant - yet one who avows the Jacobite cause - who
falls over himself in the queue for even the whiff of royalty, a bon vivant, a man who,
though born in Dublin, never really saw himself as being Irish.
At the same time it is a remarkable link with the 19th century - he was 83 when the book was published in 1913. Sir Charles A. Cameron C.B., was the first employee of the Corporation of Dublin to become a Freeman of the City of Dublin. The reason for the award was simple - he did his job well. There were many other who could claim they had served the city well - but none who could boast that they had cut the death rate from one of the highest in Europe to one of the lowest. It is all the more remarkable that he received the award of Freeman in 1913 when you remember that the vote of the councillors of Dublin Corporation had to be unanimous. It was his life and he was entitled to choose which memories he included. They are sometimes trivial but I've included them all. There were no chapters in the original publication. In order to make loading times easier I have divided it into eight parts. Part 8, perhaps, is the best place to start. KF Reminiscences of Sir Charles Cameron, CB Dublin; Hodges, Figgis & Co., Ltd., Publishers
to the University I dedicate the following pages to the Right Honourable the Lord Blyth, of Blythwood, Grand Cross and Knight Commander of many Chivalric Orders, whose unbroken friendship I have enjoyed for more than half a century. Foreword Many of my friends, especially those who are members of the Dublin Corinthian Club, have frequently asked me to put some of my "Reminiscences" into print. After much hesitation, I have the temerity to do so. My hesitation arose from the reflection that, although I hold some public positions, I am not in the broad meaning of the phrase a public man. One naturally expects "Autobiographies," "Reminiscences," "Memoirs," &c., to be given to the world by Statesmen, Leaders of Society, and celebrities generally. As I can lay no claim to be included in any of these categories, I hardly expect that my "Reminiscences" will prove attractive to the general public, but I venture to hope that they will not be quite uninteresting to the many friends and acquaintances whom in my long life it hsa been my good fortunre to gain. Perhaps, even to those with whom I am unacquainted, some of the incidents which I record may not be devoid of some interest. I am indebted to my friend Mr. Henry Hunt, B.L., for his kind correction of the proofs of this book. Dublin, December, 1912.
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