Christy Hawkins the message carrier
[..]Shanahan himself used to run a team of newsboys and they became the eyes and ears of the IRA during the War of Independence and young girls as well. I interviewed one of them, Christy Hawkins was her name. Their job was to carry small arms through, and messages, and she told me how they used to do it, [..] she’d long hair, she used to roll up her hair, the despatch was wrapped up in the hair and pinned back and as she went through the British soldiers wouldn’t bother you, but if you ran into a Black and Tan on a cordon you’d be in trouble, they didn’t give a damn, they’d put their hands on you, up your clothes. I used to get through, she said, I’d go up into North Great Georges St. knock on the door and hand in whatever I had to give, I had to make my way back to the pub and look and once Shanahan would see me he’d be happy, and then I could go back up to Railway St and play with my friends. She was a great woman.[..]
Transcribed from a podcast of an interview with local historian Terry Fagan for Come Here To Me
Because they were not in uniform and usually not under suspicion by the British soldiers manning the barricades, the women couriers could make their way through a city under bombardment. Although the work was dangerous, the women took a quiet pride in this contribution. Maire Carron and Nellie Ennis, for instance, felt they had only done what was their duty.