The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1895-10-26

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his cardinals, who retire as soon as the
| potentate has been introduced. Apropos
of royal visits, there is a story told at the
vatican of the visit paid by the son OF a
European monarch who was accompan-
| led by the son of his fathers first min
ister The elaborate etiquette OF
the papal court had already bored the
young prince, and when he was brought
into the presence of the pontiff, instead of
doing the usual homage he abruptly cut
short the formalities of the chambe
and seizing the pope's hand, grasped 1t
warmly, passing it over to his compan-
| ion, who shook It as familiary.
Lunch Of the simplest fare follows, the
menu consisting chiefly Of eggs. This
ended, the pope takes the air in the gar
! dens Of the vatican in carriage, being
carried TO the garden entrance in 4 chair
through the galleries of the library. Es-
| corted by two gendarmes and preceded
| by an officer, the carriage proceeds at a
slow trot through the long walks bordered
with oaks, six chair bearers following Oh
| foot as best they can until al cascade over
looking st. Angelo is reached. Here the
pope alights, and leaning on the arm Of a
chamberlain or supporting himself with
a. cane, inspects vine planted by himself
| at the foot of the Citta J1eonina tower, the
| new battlements upon which have re-
Gently been added by the architect Yesplg-
| nano by the pope's orders. This vine is
said to he dearer to the pope than all the
| wonders of the vatican. He gathers its
| fruit with his own hands, and last year
| it yielded a very fair quantity Of wine.
Next to the vine the cultivation of roses
| is the pope's greatest pleasure.
| JIe1 1,oJi a1c I,n shnt-
! ter part of his day in the tower, reserv.nsss
| the upper story for himself. No one is
allowed to enter it save himself, and
! should cardinals or princes desire urgent
audience they are received in lower
room hung with red silk. The only per-
son to whom the pontiff has thrown open
! the doors of his room Of seclusion is Ugo-
! lini, the painter, who, IN painting his por~
| trait, has very discretely avoided the re-
production of the pope's distinct resem-
blance to Voltaire, one of his holiness
betes noires. The German painter; Len
! bach, painted too faithfully a portrait.
tQuesta una vplpe!" cried tho pope, an
grily, turning his back upon the picture
and walking out of the room. "It is the
| portarit of a fox" The French painter,
Chartrau, achieved success where Len
| bach failed, but Ugolini is the pope's IA
| yorite. u
Leo, despite his advanced age, takes 1T
tie rest, and works as industriously in the!
cool upper chamber OF the Leonina tower
during the hot hours Of the Roman aft
| ernoon as he does IN his study during the
morning. From his windows he can see
| the city, lying beyond the walks and al
| Ieys of the vatican gardens, in the slum~
! berous heat, tier upon tier, with the San
Angelo fronting the Tiber, a relic of the
temporal power once welded by the pom
! tiffs. But Leo's dreams are not of the
return of imperial rights and secular
prestige to the vatican; he rather dreams
of spiritual unif1cation, and looks forward
| to a united Christendom One Of his re-
| laxations, like that of many other great
men, is literature. Yet even his liter
ary leisure bears result, Judging by the
Latin poem he recently sent to congress-
| at Leghorn OH his favorite subject. The
1 verses were written in the Ltonina tower.
Virgine Fayente, fiat Unum Ovile.
! 4usp:cium felix; Orientes personal auras
Vox lapsa e coelo, personst Occiduas.
! Una fides Christi Pastor regat unus ovile;
Dispersas gentes colligat unus amor.
| Vigo fave, errantes 0 lunline mater AMIGO
Respice, ct unigenae ,junge beigna tnae.
If they were not purely academic, they
are certainly superior to the average ec-
clesiastical poetry.
| With sunset the pope's airing is over.
| AS day slowly fades from the sky the
chair bearers in their red liveries appear
| at the door of the tower and carry him
| back to his cariarge, and thence through
| the Raphel chambers and the galleries Of
! the library to his private apartments,
away from his vine and his roses, from
the sunlight and fresh air. to the gloomi-
mes sand seclusion of the palace. Having
recited the rosary in company with one Of
This domestic prelates, the tireless pope
| sits down at his writing table and works
Until Centra attends him to bed, and the
| long day is done. +
/ Such is the major portion of the pom
! tiff's life. His is a lonely existence, splen-
did but cold; the body may be worn and
weak. yetsthe mind is keen and algert,
and still bent upon bringing about those
social reformations with which Leo XIII.
hopes that his name will ever be asso-
ciated. s5S I'D 3s g
An Ass He Es.5
| In explanation of Lord Sackyille-
| Vests remarkable performance in 1855
80, as recorded ii his own confession, II
| is said that his fears were worked upon
to such an extent that he really believed
himself to be IN personal danger from
the infuriaked and blood thirsty Irish,
says the Chicago Evening Post. In all
1.-THE world there are no greater jokers
/ fhan the irish. and when they found ont