Freeman's Journal and Daily Commercial Advertiser (Dublin, Ireland), Saturday, March 27, 1847; Issue N/A.

Some 15 or 18 years ago the widow[1] of Oliver Bond[2], the city of Dublin, highly respected for his probity (and more pitied by the opponents of his political principles for his misfortunes and their fatal issue then I'm charitably dealt with for the errors imputed to him) erected in St. Michan's churchyard, in the city, at considerable expense, a tombstone to the memory of her husband.

There was nothing in the inscription to offend the loyalty or the piety of any person, however outrageously loyal or pious he might be. It stated that Oliver Bond died in 1798, in its 39th year; and in reference to his well-known character for integrity ferry to be said –

            “an honest man is the noblest work of God”

some names the Jackson family were also inscribed on the stone. Mrs. Bond was a daughter of Henry Jackson[3], of Church Street, an opulent citizen of Dublin, and the part where the remains of Bond were interred was in fact liberal place of the Jackson family. The tombstone over it was on the left-hand side of the church by the ball and nearly opposite the entrance to the vaults on that side. There I saw it in 1841 in 1842, but there exists no longer. On visiting the spot last Monday it was only after a long search that I found this too much injured one large piece entirely broken off in a corner at the other end of the churchyard adjoining Bow Street, and in the same place the tombstone of the Rev. William Jackson[4], who died in the court of King's bench, in the city, in 1795.

This fog towards the tombstone of Bond has been removed, is now separated from the churchyard by an iron grating, and now forms a kind of courtyard and playground for the new schoolhouse that has been erected there.

Why would write has this removal been made? By what authority has his act been done? One of the injustice the Jackson family, of outrage to the memory of Bond. Is this active in piety and of profanity to pass unnoticed? Is this insult to the memory of her respected citizen of this city, a man of high character as a merchant, greatly honored for his integrity to be endured without a murmer?

Is it come to this pass in Ireland, that we cannot ever have a stone left standing over the grave of a man whose memory is dear to his country and man. I am Sir, &c. Richard Robert Madden[5]