AN IRISH GIANT.

Evening Star, Issue 14626, 24 July 1911, Page 9

AN IRISH GIANT.

Patrick O'Connor, who arrived in Australia last week, looks down upon the rest of his fellowmen from a height of Bft Sin. When ho comes into the loom, bending instinctively to pass the door, the startled beholder's first impulse is to ✓hide. But a glance at his good-natured race is reassuring (says the Melbourne 'Argus'). "Sure," he said, "I'm a terrible long way from Tipperary—-12,000 miles, no. loss. It's a bit awkward for me at times being so big. The only athletic game I can play with another man is golf. They wouldn't look at me in a football

■ or cricket team. No team that played j me would get matches. 1 used to play j football once in Tipperary, and I've got j the marks of the boys' feet on my shin j now. There are ' boys ' over there (3ft and 6ft L'in, who would pay for training against Jack Johnson. It's the clean life and th-> pure air. Yes, I'm sft I 3in. I weigh 22st (2-ist now—l put on I 2st on board). My chest measurement, ! unexpatided, is f>6in, my neck 21 in, j biceps l°in, calf 20.! in. I went over U> ; England recently to parade among the : tall men of the kingdom in the l'Vsmol ; of Empire. Tho next man to me was < Oft 7in. I think I must he i!:r. tallest J man in the Empire, or pretty near it." ! i