Ah, thanks very much, Martin and Matthew.

Of course Henebry would have been mobbed up with Mac Néill and Pearse if he was Professor of Irish in Cork - Mac Néill was Professor of Irish (or perhaps it was called Celtic Studies) in UCD in Dublin, and Pearse was the most radical educationalist of the time, and ran a pair of bilingual Montessori schools teaching and conversing through English and Irish.

Cork sounds right; while the diarist goes up and down regularly on the train from Waterford to Dublin, Munster was where she spent most of her time in 1910, and Cork is only a step from Waterford.

(The diary is good fun; I tried not to break the holy silence of the National Library yesterday when I came on her story of a an she met on the beach who told her of a very Protestant & Tory family - "If you went to Hell or Belfast ye wouldn't find a bitterer family."

A couple of days earlier, she writes of an acquaintance: "Of course Miss S took a strictly impartial view of the colour question in the States [this in the context of boxing match between black Johnson & white Jeffries]. I wish everyone that is impartial about that could be put in the place of a negro in a Southern town for just one week. [Johnson won, though the diarist was disappointed that - after much racist baiting over the previous weeks by Jeffries, who sounds a right piece of work, Johnson concentrated on Jeffries' injured eye and really beat the tripes out of him].)