My New Curate: A Story

by Patrick Augustine Sheehan

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Genres: Irish Literature

350 pages, Hardcover

First published January 1, 1899

About the author

Patrick Augustine Sheehan was an Irish Catholic priest, author and political activist. He was usually known as Canon Sheehan after his 1905 appointment as a canon of the diocese of Cloyne, or more fully as Canon Sheehan of Doneraile, after the town of Doneraile where he wrote almost all of his major works and served as parish priest.

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Reviews

[Fred Clough · Rating 3 out of 5]

I was sent to Canon Sheehan on the recommendation of a writer whose views on Irish history and literature I respect - but this novel at any rate seems to me to have fairly limited appeal. It provides an interesting picture of late 19th century rural Irish society and the role played in it by the Catholic Church. The tension between the parish priest and his new curate - the two central characters whose very different temperaments and ways of acting are the source of this tension - is convincingly delineated and is the source of a good deal of light comedy. But there is never the sense of deeper, universal issues being touched upon, and in this sense the novel is dated, in that the society which it depicts (albeit very precisly and feelingly) now seems so remote.