Sa bhliain 1920, rinne Éamon de Valera trí thaifead d’Fhóram an Náisiúin, tionscadal a thosaigh aturnae ó SAM, Guy Golterman.
Trí Fhóram an Náisiúin, rinneadh óráidí a thug Meiriceánaigh cháiliúla, lenar áiríodh Calvin Coolidge, FD Roosevelt agus an Ginearál Pershing, a thaifeadadh. Díoladh na taifeadtaí de de Valera ar $2 an ceann agus íocadh 25c mar dhleacht d’iontaobhaithe Dháil Éireann.
Is óráid í seo a tugadh i gcuimhne ar Thraolach Mac Suibhne, TD agus Ard-Mhéara Chorcaí. Gabhadh Mac Suibhne i mí Lúnasa 1920 agus cuireadh ina leith go raibh cáipéisí ceannairceacha agus eochair rúnscripte de chuid na bpóilíní ina sheilbh aige. Gearradh téarma príosúnachta dhá bhliain air agus cuireadh chuig Príosún Brixton i Londain é. Thug sé faoi stailc ocrais agus cailleadh é, tar éis 74 lá gan aon bhia, ar an 25 Deireadh Fómhair 1920. Ba phointe cinniúnach sa troid ar son shaoirse na hÉireann é a bhás mar gheall ar an aird agus an trua a tharraing sé.
Taifead fuaime le caoinchead Edward L. Golterman agus James Michael Golterman, garmhic le Guy Golterman
The English have killed them. Tomorrow a boy, Kevin Barry, they will hang, and, Hale-like, he will only regret that he has but one life to give. Oh God. For they shall be alive forever, they shall be speaking forever, they shall be remembered forever, the people will hear them forever. Ye mothers that are here, think that each one of these too had a mother who loved him as you love your sons. Ye wives that are here, think that MacSwiney too had a wife, and her love was no less than yours. Ye children that are here, think that he too had a child, and his love was as kind as your father's. And they are dead that men should be at peace, and war should be no more, and that a small nation that covets nothing from its neighbour should enjoy the right of its own freedom.
But Ireland dries her tears over the graves of her martyred ones. They have fought their fight and they shall reap the victory. Lloyd George has killed them, but their bodies only has he reached; their spirits he could not. He has tried them by the test; they have not been found wanting.
Fitzgerald's and MacSwiney's and Murphy's bodies are indeed in the clay, but it is the sacred bosom of the motherland they loved so well and served so nobly, and their god-like spirits are with us now to inspire, and to be at our side always with a legioned strength to help us. If God wills that the freedom of our country should thus come in our own rather than in the blood of our enemies, we too shall not hesitate at the price, or shrink at the sacrifice. Nor will those who come after us value less the heritage we shall thus have purchased for them. The glorious standards our comrades have set must be ours and in this last phase of Ireland's struggle, to which it has been their privilege to lead the van, our motto must be theirs - the motto of victory, liberty or death.