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American Catholic Tribune (Newspaper) - June 23, 1894, Cincinnati, Ohio N ■íAmerican. CatholicApprovid by Hi« Emlnenw" Cardinal Gibbons, the Most Her. Archbishorii of Xew Vork, Cnlcatro, Sew Orleans and Philadelphia, the Kt Rev. Bishops of Detroit, C'Oviiigton, Colnmhns. Richmond and Sashville. VOLUME IX.DETROIT, MICH., JUNE 23, 1891. NUMBER 11 AT THE HUB. Bo«roN. Kami . Juae. 19, Mj duUes hare oooe more called me to f be atbctrt *A America, after an al>«ex»ce of trver a v»ar. Time changes mt*t things and I fln-l nc*t Ute exception here but n«»t for the wcw^. A nombcr of wtddioir» are about to <'<trtxr among some of the leediog pci»ple. On itkc 27*h inst we are imfi»rrd that r>r G P. Grant and MiasFaonj Bai ley wilt be married Inritatton* are o«t f T tr.e weddiags of Mr. Bu tier H Wll son. tne most prominent lawyer here, and Mary P Eran», of waabingttn. D. C . for-nveriy of Ohio and Mr. IÍ *l«eTt Teamoh. a prewnt rrpreaentatWe in the assembly, and Mtas Jacks.«. of Fall RIv«r. these will also cccuT t»n the ?Tth. I am mwrr to have to reconi the ps^hdoc away of two eery Ío-•enopting character» m Boiion live Mr. J. ■J McC.uaky and Mr*. Harriet Hayden the wife«>f the late Lahjí* H *vden Mr. Mr v'Vt.'dkty wa* o.'se of the m<«st pntiuioeijt Cathoiic laymen in the c**untrr and in ap-preciatkm of the grvat ami noble wurk that he bad done among the pot*p!e here a rrand ie>timoDÍa) conoTi was risen In akl of bis family in the Mertianic's Hall. The Hoo Thomas J G-crgan otter the fullnw-ii»r eulogy ups^ the life of the de"?«aaed. Uadiesand Gentlemen: lathe opcoiar immth of the spring we sMne the requiem .la Í Laid in mother e^nh all that wa.< mtirta) « Í John J. McCluskey The immortal j-an of him still live' Y«*ur ¡«remenee here tA-ioight is substancial evidence that he did n-4 wh 1 y die. tbathU rood deedi live af er him. and have made hU memory very pm i nas iaa a» all I shall not attempt any lengthy eulogy this evening, neither dat vitur pal i» nee would permit it Oaly T«‘urlove for him tolerates th;?* ip»cr-r,-pii'*»o for a few moments of this delirht- , CAjncd from the vestry by 34 alUr boTS. ' then the n:iass was beguov Rev. Patrick F Mci'arronof Peoria, 111 ; wascelehrant. I Rev. Edward J. Dolan of Lynn wa^ dea , coo, Rr V. John Lavery of St. Oeor^, N. I B . eub-deaooo. and Rev. Jamea Walih of ' St. Patrick s master of cermonies, ^ The appointroeni of Butler R. Wilson to be a coenmissioDcr to investigate the im- ' , migratioQ of paupers and crin.InaU into I .Massachufietl» is the first appointment of any o»lored mao in this state to a commlss-> iuo to which is attached a salary. Mr. Wilson is one of the brightest young cok»rtd men In the state. U a lawyer by profea-ion and Is a stanch republican. It has been understood for s-^me lime by llie colored po iticiaDSof this city that the gov ! enor would favor one or two of their number 1 3Ir. Wilson was bom in Greenshaw. Ga . about 8;i years a^. He is a gnwiuale of Í Atlanta univertiiy and of Boston law sch<io]. He has been active in the republican j»any at vice president and secretary of republican conventions, secretary of the republican city commiltec, and as an aller-. uate to the national convention of the repub-' lican party He was one of the organizers of the Ma-.Niichusettsclub. j He isa member of the Massachusetts , hygiene av>*cK.iaii> »n. president of 3lA>n-; ica'ahome. a director of tne home for aged i colored women, is a member of the Fraier nai association and of many organizations* malicious and wicLed enemy, 'i If Heeould not, or did not make pu?e tile nature of Hi' own Motlier, did not makb her originally free: then it could be wit» «qual force contended, that He Himself Jiad not an Immaculate Conception, but w is, and remained affected, as to His Humanity, by the original sin of Adam. If we shrink from the Idea that Christ could tolerate that His Own Humanity i^hould at any stage be affected by the sin of Adam, or be slvv to satan, how can*we ! bring ourselves to believe, thri he could lolera'c to have HI^ Own beloved Mother thus corrupt, or thus enslave? He crea'ed ! Adam thus pore, and Eve: had He not the Siwerlodo the same for Mary, or was is Will wanting? Reader are you an Instructed Catholic: ' you knew then how logical the Church i-», in all her teachings. Are you deficient in this resiH'Ct.let us beg you without delay to become familiar with the strength and l»eauty of Catholic dogma. In either case, may this draw you nearer to Mary, aud lead you to invoke lier oftener. A WOMAN’S SKELETON. IT EXPLAINED THE MYSTERY OF AN OLD HOUSE. The Ktory of the Tragedy of Kllen Klr-wan, the Nleee of the Faana»sys—She Stood Between Them and a Farm, and She l>ld Not Live Lonjc* UNDER TRYING CONDITIONS. %. .Mai In a ‘All Generations Shall Call Me Blessed.” n KK 1.48. It is unfortunate that the Catholic belief with regard to the Virgin Mary, 3Io:bcr of G hI. shouhl be so often mÍMin- fui pmeramme. I cannot h to utier * derstood and misstated by our non Catholic wb.1t your hearta feel A£l his life he walkt'l in atd out amoctr u«a tranly man. and. tbtwigh I have been si quaioitd wiin him fn*m tis b ybiaai. for    tbao    a '.uan*rof a cenluiy. yet I am * on«*anlly Leaving many incidents of his life, 1 f*—. thal DCNoe of U' knew b. w his crrat cnariiy and gotalness placed him br*oii«i u* a!l. Which of us can e*t!n.ate the he La* aceomplbbetl? He was D"». in pul‘l.r life never held office. n«*r was I.* in exalietl • laiioo. Til who wouM u t wUh W ie queath a memory s«» irs^ranl ’ He wa> la If sae iñcinif. t nd*^r. so ime In all hi* life I D» Ver Le.ird him speak uncharitaMv or unkindly of any Ualv The tieauiv uf hi* hie was hi* great nnaic''v He never s«-eme(.l to realize h**w mu. Í1 Lr wa> nnoinitutmg to the hetlerine m*mmunity AiwavK he carried hunshiue there ever a Lnyman kept larfore him the Give up ah and fol f ’lie .ife of the *u* i rl r^u’ e\ t-rv liv here M a* e*-    ».    I    s    -'I \ T »• I •- u ti , ,f i »• i:,e    Hi Í- n 1    » r * tv»r* t’' a 1    •* Í a f i s- John Met ; ?t,-'i p v- *-!v r U I •    \V A    * pla* e' Th«»»e oí < friend' The church honors Blcsseil Mary greatly, but it is not attempted to pKce her ui>on a par with God. As a creature high and [«effect a> she i>*. she remains im mea'tirabiy. or rather infinitely, infer¡A*r Ui the Omnipoteal C realor. To worsbi[» her »i’.h surpreme. or highest, tuioration would be idolatry, aud a grave offence against God. Hut the Cburt'h ho il» that we may and should honor Mary in an esp« cial manner, with an homage different from, any infer ion to that whit ui> d le the L«i»rd Almighty. Catbo.ics See Da» in* ompalibilily here. They buui»r Mary, l*eiau'e of her relalhmship to Uur Lurti Jesus Christ; axnt in doing *o :h»y intend to. and to h*»m*r our Divine ¿Aaviour Himself. Thev know full weL , tiial Kings. (Queens, and other persou> oí authority and dignity upv^n earth, are gre.itiy hon- rtd, au«l yer n»» » n»- dream* gsve 5 i* lime hi' taVnia iLai detraction i«* worked thereby, to verv t:est rvini: ciiumt He was a true n«*Me A gnat city of o»ir* *>f habitants. IÍH re wer*-1 make -urh »acrilici*s m*«ie f«>r his fel ow w ft i 't 't n him in loving ri ir.i lu The cuM*«m of ft Da'ural aud jutu. yet ih*^* iril we offt-r to departed wi rth are :i tik n« • w D aiiti w e >ntn»ucity in thi-k w ho will till I i-w him w ill bear t’ ee. r‘.:.c the dtati is lie* whi* h IH'l for the dead. but forth» Tvinir We tan ad«l nothing to ibc pea»Í joy of tlie p««*»<l man w bo lia> fought the g ■« -il tight, fiin ished his ci»urM* on earth vnJ pa*M-»l into a bleaseti imn»« rt»lity V»*t *ut h ex[»Te*s ions aiul memorial*» *h'ate ilitrsc from whom lh« y eni-*iiaTe «rul eause us t»» pause in our struoc'e* for wealth ami bt>nor*. lifting u- i* a higher wond of tb«)Ugbt. I fad th*- - urroumiing^ h«-rt— tbeswexercis *. the n*U'i» the t’«nmiuni«»n of thoutrbt l»etween lh.«*» who knew the Dobleot ss of our friend's life—will plant the seed of a deepemoti<in that will fixietify and ripen ini»» nobU* action then we may c>unl thisdisv Well fpevA *lu^ in.'iuence t»fnis life and txaiu; :;v»-s aft* r him The worhl i« belter f r Lis living an»l his Tfe is an example i««r all to imitate. The s eil Le ba.* * «sen wi 1 Ijear abundant bar vest and will ¡«re.serve his memory. “For the moinorial of virtue Is immortal because ' is kn WD with GoO and with men When it is present men take example at It. and when it i* gonethey desire Í::it wearetha crowm and t.'-lumpbeth f»»rever. bavinegot ten the vklory. striving for undefiled rewards. PrevkKis to the closing feleclion Mr. N, ,T. lawyer rerd the following poetical tribute. “Asa Man With Men." to themem-oryofMr. McCluskey, w ritten by Katherine E. Conwav “And one there was among us. ever moved Amrng u* in white armor .' Of al] the knighU of the olden -^Liry Who went in »|ue*t of the Holy Grail. But three aere worthy to pk-rce the veil And I- ok on the Vision in its glory. A light tua! never can change nor fail. Arni ' »re who saw it die of the seeing Homerick for heaven: and one forsw«jre The camp and the ct»uri iorevtrmore. And the l<»ve that gla»ldens a *lioDg man’s Izeir g For the dim ok! abbv of Elsin-Aae. the a it>ration due to G«*<1, If the Engliith honor C¿ueen \ ictori-». aljAjve- other living WA.m« n, *iniply because* she exercises ovei British T emiory a r» g:tl autht nty. Why mav n«»t C«thA»lu s <sj»ec-ially honor vhai moat pure and n<»b!e* woman. wbA»m Goa! Hiniself cliose fr«»in all Etcrniiv, to Ije hi'owu Bk?‘Si.d Mo.her? lu LoiiAiring Mnry R[»cciailx*. do jve d»> lUA.n than Christ Jesus Himself did? Is il ini Aisaible U» specially k-veand venerate iheMAjih* r, wiihoui doing injustice to the Uo the c«*nlrary. d*»es not a true love and reverence of Jesus Chr..*t Himsell imi'ly a Lokiing of Ills ow n tlear Mother. an<l ^methii.g far ab-jve the ordinary wo- iita,*? T bat Mary has such a claim to particu lar veneraimn. is, we C'alhoius consider, indicw'ed in Holy iscriplure. as well as by natural rea»»»n We are told in tl*e Gosjh,*! I Luke. CDa¡». I. 36. 27. 3*’- that the Angel Gabriel. Ht the an:, uncial ion. speaking for G<«d Himself. sai»i:    ‘Haill    Full    t>f grace, the I>ord is wiin thee, Blrssed art thou among wcraen.’ And Elizal>cth, in^jdrr'd bv the II* GhA»«l. (Luke I. verse 41 . cried «‘Ut. *Ble-«**cd art ihou am«»ng wo men. and bies-e-l is the fruit of thy womb.’’ Verse 4'3. Agtdp 3f»*vv h^rvAJC-o mtíise-i. iL,u&e i, \ t r*e 4?>. Indeed, since the generations here con tempKtedare of the h<ily and gcMxl:shou-d they not fc*ar for tiiemselves, as excluded fiom among Micb generation.*, who refuse to call cur Dear Mother ‘ Bles»9i:d.” Aud, if an earthly king must feel J»isl indignation anins» those whodenj* jiroper re»|»ec' to his Mother, how shall A*ur Ileavenh' King overkiok the thoughts and ac ts of th«»8e. who seek to humble His Blessed •Mother, to the rank of the onliuary wo man! These are very serious considera-tiuns, for our aejmrated Hrethem. A* to Mary's interces'ion: even sinful morals pray for each other: and solicit prayers al--*o. one from the other. No in-I lerlerence here, with the dignity of Christ’ Must it be otherwise with lho«e who have I attained Heaven? What a prixil**ge to praj' ; foa those we love, or for any who ask our I prayers Haxe we on Earth this privilege I to the exclusion of God’s Saints? If so, w e ! are more fiowerftl liefore God, than they. \ If Jesus heard His Mother’s prayer at ih** I Marriage Fenst of Cana; why shoukl she lie dumb, and He deaf, now that she sits I with Him iu Glory ? Is an earthly King i di*h»»Dored t»y our applying to his mother Who Rnualnpd t ompowptl Kallroa»! lllaantpr. Reading an article in which wore des.cribcQ the experiences of two men in a railroad wreck, where a car rolled over and over down an embankment into a river, reminded a New Yorker of a similar accident ••I'hero isn't anything in the worbl that I know.” ho said to a New V«»rk 'rribuno man, ••that make.s a •nan lose his sense so completely as being tumbled over and over in a fading car, and yet I met a man once who seemed to bo the [lersonification of cocinees in just such a situation. As .soon as our car lelt the tra *k we were all shot from our berths in various directions, being tumbled up and down and around as the car kept turning somersalts. Like the p*' *-[lie I read about, wo landed in the water, and then the ear came to a *tanAlst:U. after its ter.'ifying bumping an<l crashing. I was so frightened that 1 could scarcely move my arms to keep ray head above wjiter. ••Near me, however, was a man who ke|)t his head •••Don't s[ilash around so,’ he said. •You'll cut yourself. 'I'he car is full of broken glass, lamps, wrenchoil rod*, and rails, and you’ll hack your-*eif to [deces.’ ••Hut 1 th ught I was drowning and I shouted my f *ars to him. •• •< >h, no.’ h ' *aid. -we aro not drowning: we'll got out of this easily**' ••But it was not so easy to escape as my cool friend assured mo. 'J'he wlmlo in*i»le work had been shattered. and there was nothing by which wt* could climb to the windows, which wt«re high above iis, as. our car was overturned, lying on its roof- •‘W'e ra:i le so many e’Torts to jump uo. always fulling hue c into tne water, that I bt'caui • cxtiausted. .My frlA-nvl. however. k»ipt on encouraging mo. ••FiiiaUy. with his assistance I managctl to clutch a wind«»w franio, sod I got out. He f«>!lowed me short ly aft'-'rwaril. ••The first thing h*i did when he slimbe'l outside was to e.xamine him-*elf for c.its and otlier wyunds. •• ‘Wcll, ! gu*.*ss I'm alive,’ he said with a laugh. ••--\fter wo had sat there for awhile v^atehiug with shivers the wrcc'kors Vi'r.'............ *• ‘(ireat heavensi' I b*gge 1, ‘don't lo that: we were luckv to get «ml once. Von might get [linnod there, or drowned by th»* rising water.’ •• ‘I have a w listcoat in there.’ he answered there is back for that waistcoat. My berth was at an end and I might be ab:e to fi nd it. ’ ••In the face of my protests ho .crawled back through the window, and when he dropped down with a loud splash I was as ‘rattled’ as if I ; had been there again myself. 1 could hear him puffing around in the water down there for a long time, while he fi*hed for his waistcoat. Finally his we.t head came through the window once more, and 1 was never more glad to see a man. •• ‘1 got it.’ he said with a triumphant laugh. ‘Pretty wet. but the bills seem to be here. Watch is gone. Too bad too—it was giv«jn to me. b:it one can t ecpcct to save CEUVRE feXPIATOIRE. From 1830 to 1837 this city enjoyed a financial boom on the lines of what we now consider the most advanced Western ideas, says the Philadelphia 'I'imes. F^specially was this the case in building. It was expected that our population would double itself Inside of two years, and speculators put up houses to meet the anticipated demand. A man from Baltimore named Sharp was very enterprising. He was believed to have Jacob Ridgway behind him, got the city to widen Eleventh street below Shippen, and intended to build a Ridgway row from Fitz-water to Ca -pentor, then Tidmarsh on the city plan. In 1836 he began to build on the west side of Fleventh, below Uhrisiian. The houses were of three stories, and wore for those days stately mansions In digging the cellar at the corner of Christian street a chest much decayed was un-I covered, and inside were the bones I of a human being. On examination ! these proved to be the remains of a ' woman, evidently young, with re-! markably fine teeth and long brown ! hair. A fracture in the back of the ; skull imlicated the cause of death. ■ A string of beads, a much-corroded j silver bracelet and fragments of an j India muslin dress were also brought I to light. 'i’he ground was the site of a decayed frame house, that had ' not been inhabited for years. The ; late .James H. Young and Peter i Doyle, the bookseller, were persever-j ing local antiquarians, a i-aco now ' extinct, and they made a close in-1 vcstigation into the matter, securing ' some uf the beads, which wore Irish j bog oak, bushotl in the holes with gold: the brace ct an<l a lock of the hair two f*«et long. The bones were lost among the rubbish. 'The shadow of the great smash of l-'<37 hung over the city. Everyone I was looking out for themselves and : the authorities seem to liave noglect-c«i the affair altogether. 'This part of the oitv was thtiu inhabited mainly bv Irish hun*l loom weavers, and ‘ Mr. Young after diligent inquiry ; g«»t from some oí the tild residenters the following information:    About 1>'3 • the old blue frame was a farm house having a few ac-cs of laud attached, anti the inhabitants were a family of newly-arrived Irish eiui-, grants named 1-anmissy. 'i’hey had a great deal of baggage, , with several larg«« che*ts, and were i believed to have    money, as    beyond keeping a few    eows.    they    did    no • woi‘k. 'Fhey were very At j first there were    two men    and    a ; woman; in a f«*w    months another    fe male joimnl them, whom they s[ioko of as a nieo«i. .she wa* 3’oung and pretty' and very lady-like in appmirance. while the others vvcrtj rough and uncouth in looks ami manners. It was remarked that she never went out i.fciii) r allen«b'«l >.»• th*' habitual air of i««ar and constraint. Her dress was expensive, while her associates wore in«;anly clad. After 1 eing hero about eight month* the whole family disappeared, leaving behind several articles of The Fete Day of Our Lady of La'» Chapel le—Montligeon. The fete day of Our Lady of La Chap-elle-Montligeon, or of the CEuvre Eopia-toire for the relief of the poOr suffering souls in purgatory, is one that appeals to many hearts, as it counts its associates not alone in many lands, but everywhere throughout the globe where the Catholic religion is known, and where the sacrifice of the mass goes up daily in atonement for the sins for the living and the dead. An account of its celebration will then not be without interest to many readers, even those who never expect to vi*it la belle France. Sunshine, tempered by gentle May-perfumed breezes, reigned during the whole of the 17ih, the day erf the fete itself and there was no need to cast even one anxious glance over the beautifully arranged temporary altar in the open air, erected on the site of the new church, nor on the many bright banners and triumphal arches which meet us at every step. The several routes leading to La Chapelle-Monlligeon were thronged from an early hour by groups of pilgrims, all hastening to assist at some of the many masses that were said continuously from five in morn ing till ten o’clock when the solemn music of the band of the OCnvre Explatoire call ed all together- aud soon a picturesque procession, formetl of pilgrims in their many national costumes, women wearing the No/man cap, ladies with the most fashionable Paris toileites, sombrely attired nuns with countless children, and the general faithful walking before upwards of a hundred ecclesiastics;conspicuous amongst these latter was to be remarked the bishop o’ Cesaria of Phillippa, in Palestine, a prelate of the Greek church, gorgeous in his Oriental robes of crimson, purple and gold, with long flowing white beard anp curiously sha[)€ mitre. He was attended by the founder of the Giuvre Expiatoire. the saintly iM. 1’Ablie Buguet, and his chaplains. The sight indeed, was one not easily to be effaced from the memory as up the hill the picturesque multitude wound till they left the green valley slum-liering far down at their feet. Most beautiful. indeed, did God’s earth seem that day, rich in its Ma}‘ garb of white blossom and tender green one could only utter from the deptsof his heart v.ith the apostles on another mount, ‘‘Lord it is good for us to be here.” The high mass then commerced, and all knelt do>» n on the green turf and Dominican priest, forward and A NUN’S VALENTINE. BY ‘-A nun’s girl.’ She this i lol CHAPTER I. Kathleen? She was only Kathleen, could not remember any home but peaceful convent, where she was the of both sisters and girls. Often when the latter was chattering, as all girls do, of their homes, their mammas and papas, Kathleen s lovely brown eyes would fill with tears. She had no distinct remem berance of a mother’s voice or touch, The mother she had known and loved with a passionate love was Sister Agnes, to whose care she was committed on being admitted into the school at the early age of thirteen ’months. On the whole she was a very jolly girl, loving but quick tempiered, never bearing ill-will against anyone. I cannot admit that she was a real nun’s girl. She had her faults pointed out to her by the good sisters more times than any other pupil, but, withal, she was a universal favorite. At the time I a&i writing of Kathleen was entering her sevtnteenth year. It was often a puzzle to her why the sisters never spoke to her of the future, but, perhaps, they had not realized that the little being wbo had been their convent child so long was growing into lovely woman, with a woman’s mind. Once, when she was about twelve, she asked bister Agnes wlio brought her to the convent. The sister looked astonished and then laughingly told her that the carrier had brought ner as a valentiue to Sister Agnes (heraelf). From that time Kathleen either forgot or wondered in silence, trying to solve tne mystery. But the nun’s imagined she had quite forgotten, and they said, It is best so." But Kathleen did not forget, as one sister knew lull well. Sister Agnes could not bear the pleading, unspoken request in the girl’s eyes, aud so on tiuoiug Kath-leeen in a far-away thinking mood she always did ever thing in her power to turn her attention to something else. brought her a basket from a sick lady in the villege of R-^--. Inside was a lovely baby girl and a card reading:    ‘My last valentine to Sister Agnes, my girlhood friend.’ Underneath was a check for £2, 000. Getting the superior’s permission. Sister Agnes started for the village and arrived just half an hour before your mother died. The anxiety of eluding pursuit had brouaht on consumption, and she felt that she had not tbe strength to ge' to the friend, so paid the carrier to take you to her. In this outof-ihe-way corner of France Sister Agnes never saw my agonizing appeals in the newspapers, and I doubt if ever she had, would she have consoled one whom she looked upon as her friend’s murderer. This friend has indeed proved to you a mother. To the best of her power she has endeavored to fill that mother’s place. I was staying in the village and hearing of my quest, the ancient dame began telling me of the strange valentine that one of the nuns bad received so long ago. I was half afraid to come near, for I have been on s false clue so often that I was discouraged, but I made up my mind this morning and came and received what I have longed for all these lonely years. Y’ou will come wiib me, dear. I have no one but you and I’ve waited so long,” Kathleen put her arms round tbe neck of this new-found father, and said:    ‘‘If I can make you happy and make up to you for all these weary years of waiting I will go with you father, dear, but if I should be unhappy in the whirl of worldly life, will you give me your promise that I may return again to Sister Agnes.” ‘‘I faithfuly promise, little one, but I shall make you so happy that you will wonder how you lived in this quiet convent all this time. Kathleen smiled, and only God and her own soul could interpret that smile. CHAPTER V. CHAPTER II. paryed till an eloquent Doi le Fere Vasselin, stepped [ileaded the cause of tbe poor captive souls in Purgatory, “whom,” he said, “have long waiteil for this <iay from their prison of intense suffering, and how they depended on us for the relief It costs us so little to give.” He ‘‘bade us remember the tender love they had for us in past times, and askeil us to h>ok well into our hearts were we making it any return;” and as he spoke, the words of one of Ireland’s sweetest. if saddest, of poetesses, Alice Esmonde arose to my lips. - Short was the cold regretting, Sure is the long forgetting, Th >uv h tliedeud may linger in pain below. Piteous the earnest pleading. And constant the interceding. Wrung out from those patient realms of woe. From friends that were held the dearest, From hearts that were first and nearest. From kiiulrecl love with a love too keen; Alas! for the short regretting. The long and sure forgetting. And tears dried up ere the grave was green. Ah! how shall wc hope to meet them la lleaven to know and gn et them. Through the long night deaf to their pray-itciueuiOriiiig me coia neglecting,-What else can we l>e expecting But to meet reproach in Inose gentle eyes? , ‘an l in tho insido pocket !    and their rout paid three over 4'l.ff 1*1. I a»n going j months in a<l\an<‘e. Lor a time there But one cnme Imck to the common chances Of ibeoliicn iifcandihe oiden way; Strong in the maní aii«l bob! inlfiefray And nunful un«lcr ap;>l tuding glances— ■L'nchxnged,” saiil hib c*jmra«;es of every dar. VfKacy not l»e powerful in our l>ehalf? WLodarea say that Jesus, Celestial Kimr, hs* le*s an ear and a heart, the suppli-C’vtiitns of Hi* <>wn Blessed Mother! With regird lo tbe Immaculate Conception of the Ever-Blesaed Virgin Mother of G«xl. the Catholic Church teaches: 1. That Adam was create<i originally inn«*cent and free from the s'ate of sin. 2. That Adam, hiving yielded to the temptation of satan rnd eaten the forbld-«len fruit, fell from^ihe state of grace, and through him his progeny; that, by his de-lit»e'ared offence again-t ted his nalu»^e. and matle •■atm; iliat his eecendants inherite from him a gilt J w ith the ordinary human lieing. I Baptism emancipaU-s fr<*m this inherited . guilt, and hervdit »ry slavery. 3. That, with nffard to Mary, by special and exce[»tional grace, she was coucei ' vt^l ami bom. free from this inherite<l cor-; ru[»iion and guilt; that is. fnun original *io and i:a con*4 «;uences:    in    other words, she was oorceivni and born in original in \nd    the faien    b    of hisni**rrv    «-hire '    n* <v nee ^ was A«Iam, at his creation. And    the luat    oo» s    :l.»ck    toLU    í¿el    f«.r -uid-1    'The first and second of llie above stated i propc»rition« have the almost unanimous And even the breaUi of th»* plague hcTl i    of    ti e entire Christian World. Fnmi for inlerce sion bcf«»re liim, in our behalf? , everything out of a railroad wreck,' <.>n thecontnirv, must that mother’s ad- he added cheerfully. “He was a cool and nothing could humor. ” man. that fellow, disturb his good “Lo’ here the mm that Lath se«.-n the vis i*>n. The porten holy and marvelloii« And yet remainetL a man like us, Albeit nob e»" i* hU d*-cision. Ora shade more gentle an«l pit-oua. “Or, m*»yb;ip in tbeon*et—oh not braver— For hntve **ur kidghts are asmen can be-But steadier * irer./f aim than we— And alwaV'ir ffii'h of the victory giaver. Self-mast*.rf.ti sti;l at «-ur revelrv. And never near at tlies[H*iI* dividir g. F«»r the «lead an«l the wi.*undr«J claim hh cat dare. The death Mrs. Hayden has hcen given il* tbe o lumna«»f the Tkibcnk and ner bequ»-ath to Ha-wani c Ik-ge s[>r>ken of. Fr Gailiger»silver anaiv*rsary wa* fitUogiy ce ebraled by hi* « ongregatiou at them, the third is derivable by irresisiible logic God alxmiinaiescorrupti«»n and sin: He came Itelow and died a cruel death, to overcome it. Satan His great enemy, wno wage* conticviiu* war again-t him. But. if Mary. His Mother, was conceived St, Patrick * parish in Ib*xburv on .June 3. ; in tbe stale of original sin, she was by At 10;3«» o c «»ck aolemn high maA- was i nature guilty and corrupt, as oU^*r human iekbrated. and when Pr f. Edwarsi J. i l<einirs until regenerated by, and MacGoldrick, organist of the churrh. she was also slave to aatan. Therefore kouodtd the first Bt rte* «f the procc*sional i Chriet Our Ix>r«l. in this view, took His EVERT «EAT xvA- riLLEi».    j    own Divioe Body from one which was bv The diktinguishe.1 c’*ergv. ArchbUbop nature o rrupt and sinful; He was liom o*f Wiiiiams and Rer. Fr.Gatlagher, weree»- • Mother, who was in «lavery to His most Wonil^rful lUrr*. In tlie last anaD'si»» probably every thing is dirt, li lt there are wonderful dirts. ( ohI tar is one of the most unproini.sing to look at; but what a magazine of [lossibilities there are ir coal tar after it has passed through the inquiring hands of the ghernist’ OíkI, he corrup-I Gne of the latest uses to which a himself slave of ' coal tar derivative is aopüed is as a substitute for quicksilver in tho bulbs of thermometers. This sul>-stam-o is called tuin*)L It contains no water, can stand a m ich lower tem{>eraturH tiian «juicksilver witn i)ut frce/.i.’\g. and when ex[)o.sed to warmth expands with great regularity'. Besides po*sessing these «juaiities, it is cheap: i-.ud as it is much li:rhter than quicksilver the «ube of the therra-iraetor can be made mu«*h larger than is n >w j.sual, and thus it will not only hi much easier to read the record, but g eater e.x.-d.ititude in registration will be secured. 'The dark blue color of tui nol is anoth«.;r element .vhich will contribute to the ease of rearing the thermometer. was neighboring gossip, but the Fannassys were forgotten until the linaing of tho .*keleton in the fall of l'<36. No one took a warmer interest in the investigati<»n than Peter Ingoldsley, a King county Irishman, who kept a small shop on Chr istian street, and in 1M41 he returned homo on a visit, and meeting some friends n *ar Fnniskerry came upon traces of the Fannassys. and beyond doubt got to the bottom of the mystery with which they were connected. Many years before a bj^oken-down gentleman named Kirwan married a Miss Fannassy. Although below him in station, she owned a valuable farm. .«he died, leaving evervthing to her husband. At his death by will he gave the farm to his brother for three lives. 'Fho Fannassys tried hard to break tho will, in vain, but by the second in:strumcnt Kirwan left them the estate at the expiration of the three lives, by way of compromise. Two of the lives terminated suddenly. and tho third was FJten Kirwan. the alleged niece of tho Fan-nass\’s in America. In 1*<21 they returned to Ireland, bringing alleged proofs of the death of Kllen Kirwan in f’h.ladolphia, and entered upon their inheritance. Hut they did not pro.sper, and inside of fifteen years not one of the name or connection was alive. The houses on Eleventh street stood ruinous ami alone for twenty years, and some of the tenants had very curious r«*cords. The comer-ston® of the handsome new church at South Erie, Pa., was laid by Bishop Mullen on June 10th. An immense procession and a vast crowd of spectators were present. The church will have a seating capacity of 800. U«»ii t Dispuie ii. Mrs Green and Mrs, Gray were walking along, chatting in a gossipy way, when a man who had beeil watching them from across the street suddenly raised his hat and smiled iSaid Mrs. Green:    “Who was thut fool thaf bowed to you?'’. Mrs. Gray —T'hat was my husband. Mrs. Green —Oh, I beg your pardon. I didn’t— Mrs. Gray—Don't mention it. I wa^-n't aware that you knew him.— Boston Traveler. A sister of Sir Charles Russel, now Lord Russell, who was a poor Clare, has died in her convent at Newry, at the advanced age qf seventy-nine. She hadbten a member of the Order fifty-six years. When le Pere Vasselin had ceased s[>eak-Ing, the high mass continued, the music of the splendid band of the (Fhivre Expiatoire alternating with the vocal harmony' ofaverj^full choir of voices. The piety of the multidude, praying with no other canopy but the blue sky over their heads, was very edifying. Later on in the day, when the family groups had broken up that had taken their noonday repast under the shade of the white bloswimed apple trees, or encamped in mcTr}’^ circles in tbe greenwoods which surround Mods Leglonum, another procession formed, bearing banners of black and white, and wreaths of flowers to lay some loved one’s grave in the sunny cemetery close by. On its return Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament was given in the open air, which was followed dy a sermon full of vigor from the Bishop of Paneas. A Crosier Father then solemnly blessed all rosafy beads with the Indulgence of 500 days on each grain, applicable to the holy souls In purgatory, tbe Dominican Father imparting in his turn the Dominican and Brigittlne indulgences, as well as the plenary indulgences on the crosses for a happy death, and the stations. The rest of the day was spent in visiting the extensive buildings of tbe Gluvre Expiatoire or in purchasing some of the many pretty souvenirs of all kinds, religious and otherwise, that are sold there. The secretaries in their terrace which gracefully crowns th« top of the hill, kept open house for all stray pilgrims from their different countries. The Irishman could not seek long for his confrere, for from one villa floated proudly three green flags of the Emerald Isle, one greatly admired being the gift of Mr. Plunkett Kenny, jr., and supplied by tbe well known firm of Messrs. Verdón of Burgh-quay, Dublin, bore on either side In beautiful design the Harp of 'Tara, encircled by shamrocks and religious emblems. In close proximity floated the Union Jack and the red white, and blue of Old England, with the stars and stripes of America, whilst Russia, Switzesland, 8pain,fand Germany displayed »heir eiigles aud emblems at every window. Later on when night had veiled the beauty of the laud she was in charge of, a general illumination took place, fireworks blazed in the sky, and bright mottoes appeared at the windows, and it was only when the evening was far advanced that the pilgrims retired to rest, after a happy day, though one tilled with the rememberam;e of absent loved ones never tobe seen again. In conclusion, we would like our readers to know that the new church, where so many niHs-e^, please God, in the future will be offered up for the suffering souls in purgatory, is now only just begun, and that the smallest mite of theirs will help to complete it the sooner, and by so doing materially aid aud assist their deer departed friends who — From those poisoned fires appalling Are still with piteous voices calling, “Have pitylyou at least have pity, you my friends!” One bright July morning this convent in sunny b rance was the scene of tumult. Instead of the usual rule of silence iu the corridors they resounded with girlish voices, all chattering and trying lo talk, together, jth two hours the oih man from the mu ii/ihe village would be there with his lumbering old cart to carry away numerous ^trunks, etc., belonging tn the pupils who were departing for tueir vacation, “Home.” What a !ot is meant when one is far away from folks and kindred and thar word is used. “Home.” Somehow one has to be a pupil in a country lar away from one,s own to realize what home and holidays mean to girls. A sister breaks in upon their merriment. After [latieuily undergoing the process ot being hugged all round, she looks round and misses the little most dear to her. “Where is Kathleen?” she asks. “One of you girls tell her I want her for a few iniuutes in the north reception room.” Kathleen was found in her favorite spot a deep window seat in the library. In a few minutes she was with Sister Aguess in the reception room; but the girl paused at the entrance, lor the sister was not alone. A tall dark man, whom she called Laurie was stauding beside her. “Come, dear,” said the sister, beckoning to her,    ,    if Kathleen was not timid, As sh^ stood looking up into the two faces she %as not up to their shoulders, but oh! so beautiful. W ithout saying a word he look from his pocket a miniature, looked at it, and then hau^ug It to thejDter^^saM bpkeniy: any mistake.” Sister Agness turned away for a minute, and then, taking Kathleen’s hand, she said. ‘ My dear, this is your father. He will tell 3'ou the story of my valentine, 1 have been thinking somewhat unkindlj' of him all thcfcé years but the explanation has done away with that and everything has been forgiven. I shall leave you now lo go and look after those girls of mine.” ue CHAPTER III. Directly the sister had left the room he took the girl’s hands in his and drawing her to him passionately kissed her. Kathleen submitted. At present she felt no love for this stranger. Sitting at his feet she heard for the first time the story o her parentage.    f “ Twenty years ago their lived in Ire land two girls, not sisters, but friends. I knew but one of them, the other had no attraction for me. Kathleen Desmond was a beautiful brunette of eighteen summers when I met and wooed her in that quaint little Irish village. Her friend acted as brides maid and shortly afterward came to France and entered a convent. That was a great grief to your mother at the time, but they corresponded aiwaxs. strange, as it may seem, I entirely forgot about this early friend and did not even know her address. We went to Venice for our honey moon, and your mother liked it so well that 1 determined to settle there. For two years we were happy and then made happier by God’s present in the shape of yourself. When you were a year old I was engaged in an enterprise which took up a great part of my time. I never noticed any change in your mother. At times she was quick-tempered, but we made up again in a few minutes. Perhaps I was irritable, too, for my business plans seemed likely to fail. I left home one morning and found that by a lucky speculation our income would be doubled. I hurried home to tell the glad tidings to my wife, but was met at the threshold by frightened servants, who told me my wife and baby were missing. I was crazed with grief aud left the house. 1 traced them to the borders of France and there all clue was lost. For sixteen years I traveled incessantly, hired the best a electives, but never found a trace. A little while ago I was summoned to the bedside of my life-long chum. He was in a train wreck and was so badly injured that all hope for him was given up, He wished to see me. I went. He told me that he was jealaus of me and thought to lower me iu my wife’s eyes. He little’ thought what a pure mind he was trying to poison. He told her that my time was given to a lovely woman, a noted society belle in Venice. Without a moment’s reflection her Irish pride and purity asserted itself and she left my house, taking our little one with her. From Sister Agues I learn the rest of this sad narrative.” FOND OF PICNICKING. I CHAPTER IV. “On St. Valentine’s day a country man Carefully I’lann3tl and Decorously En--joyed Outinsrs of the l*arisians. The Parisian bourgeois is seen at his best when engaged in picnicking, says a writer in the New York Tribune. His eagerness to enjoy himself is tempered by his sense of dignity as head of the family. The preparations have generally been, made long in advance, and the rela* tives and best friends invited. Then, equipped with huge baskets containing the provisions and red wine, the whole family set forth, pater and mater familias in the van and the entire band of children, relatives and servants bring up the rear. They submit to the discomfort of carrying the heavy baskets, of trudging through the dusty streets and roads” and of being jostled and hustled in overcrowded public conveyances without a murmur, determined at all costs to enjoy themselves. Finally, when they, have reached their destination. generally a shady tree in one of the bois around Paris, they establish themselves on the grass. T'he men take off their coats, tho women their b >nnets and hats, and after enjoying the good things they brought with them, they pass the remainder of the day, the men smoking and chatting, the women in gossiping an¿ the younger members in flirting and in games. There is none of the heavy drinking that constitutes the invariable accompaniment of picnics among the lower classes in Germany and Fmgland. Everything is quiet and decorous, the comical feature of the whole affair being the endeavor of the worthy paterfamilias to lay aside for the nonce all his bourgeois and city manners and instincts and to assume a bucoii<3 role. Then in the evening t lere is the homeward journey, the women laden with wild flowers, the men currying the empty hampers and baskets and everybody dusty and tired, but eminently contented. This is the holiday of probably three-fourths of the Parisian population and it is a holiday to which they look forward through the entire month, and in sozne cases through the whole year. even this Graded Victim—Ooo! double price for poo, don’t you? Barber—Y'es. Victim—I thought so. that you make me suffer much. Shampoos. Phew! You charge kind of sham- I notice twice as Late that day, after many loving embraces from Sister Agnes, Kattleen and her father left for Paris. For months tbe sisters were enlivened by her bright,gossipy letters. Of her love for the fashionable life Kathleen said little, but from her father’s letters it was learned that she had refused titled suitors, and though a great success, was not really happy. In December the letters ceased, and Sister Agnes became anxious about her little charge. It was now eighteen months since Kathleen departed, and no letters came until Feb ruary, and then one came from her father It told how they had been traveling through the Holy Land, and Kathleen seemed out of sorts, etc., but the postscript puzzled Sister Agnes most. It ran:: “I shall arrive on morning of February 14, with Kathleen,s valentine.” Ti went slowly to Sister Agn's, but on the morning of th*i 14th her valentine met her outside the door. Will you take pity on a wanderer and take me in charge again, sister dear, I have tried the world and found it wanting. Now I wish to enter religion. That has been mj' intention for three years, and my father returns me to you to day.” For two years these two. Sister Cathe rine and Sister Agnes, labored side by side. Kathleen’s father visited her very often. A fever broke out among the pupils and the two offered themselves as nurses. A few weeks later Sister Agnes held the dying form of Kathleen in her arms. Never being very robust, the fever soon laid her low. She was tenderly nursed by Sis er Agnes and died in her arms on the eve of St. Valentine. Well might the sister kneel beside that still form and with clasped hands lift her eyes to heaven and exclairii; “My dear Jesus, gladly do 1 give up 'niy Valentine. Her work on earth is done.” On certifin days you will see a black robe figure praying at a grave. Read the plain tablet, and here is what you see: “Sister Catherine (Kathleen O’Connell.)” Only this stone marks the last resting-í'lactí of Sisier Acmes’s valentine.

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