ABSTRACT
One of our propagandist newspapers says that we should not quote Mr, Walkley, or any other English critic, because an Englishman is an enemy, and we should not value the criticism of an enemy. Mr. Walkley is a very well read, very intelligent, very sympathetic person, whose knowledge of the drama is greater than that of most living men, and he has said charm* ing things about us-but he is an enemy. Mr Frank Hugh O’Donnell has, if I remember, rightly, called my Countess Cathleen “ a meandering decadent with a diseased brain,” but he is an Irishman, and, therefore, presumably a friend.
