Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-13
Father MacCOrry'S Theme at
Opera House Last Night.
AN ELOQUENT ADDRESS
And Which Was Listened to With
Wrapped Attention By Many Of
The Best People of the City.

"I~ndividuality'' was the topic of a lee
ture delivered by the Rev. Father Mac
! Cory at the Grand Opera house last
night. And it was a mastery effort, one
of the best Of the kind yer delivered in
the city. The building was crowded with
the best people Of the city, and the lecture
was given wrapt attention.
The lecture was given under the aus
pices of the Y. NJ. l., and President Justin
Butler Of that organization presided. Seat
ed on the stage with Father MacCorry
and Mr.. Butler were Mayor Mccarthy,
Judge J.. j. Mediation, Superintendent j.
p. Hendricks, senator T. +. Courtney,
p. A. Leamy and ]. A. CAVITY.
After music by Mrs. Ignatius Donnelly,
Mrs. Rooney and Miss Hamann,C Chairman
Butler introduced Father MacCorry, IN
a graceful speech, during which he said
the fathers name was a household word
in Butte, and it gave him great pleasure
| to introduce so brilliant a speaker. Faith
er MacCorry prefaced his remarks with
the statement that he believed the chair
man to be somewhat prejudiced in his ia
vor, and he hoped that if he did not meet
with the expectations of his hearers they
would excuse him. Then he began his
discourse, holding the close attention Of
his hearers until the close Of his address.
He said in part:
LAS individuals in this world we are
fragments; God makes the human race
in atoms and then with a master hand
gradually fits them all together until
they constitute, as it Were, a single unit.
wonderfully harmonious and amazingly
made. Our deficits and SURPRISES of char
acter are the cogwheels in the great So
cial mechanism. h l lack, you make
up. What you lack, /, perhaps, in a mod
est way supply. One man has the pa
thence, another the courage. another the
tranquility, a fourth the zeal. That which
Is lacking in one is made up by another
or else made up by all.
Each, too, has his work to do, his duty
to perform; and each in his own peculiar
way. | have no more right to blame a man
for being different from me or for doing
things in another way han mine than a
driving wheel has the right to blame the
axle that keeps it to the center just be-
cause the axle is differently made. More
over. I can never accomplish our work
nor can you do mine. An axle can never
be a driving wheel nor a driving wheel an
axle. You can do other work or similar
work or better work, but you cannot do
my work. If I leave mine undore, it
must remain undone forever.
Men have said that no one ever vet
died for a principle. They lied. Your fore
fathers died for individual freedom, indi-
yidual liberty, individual independence,
that was the principle. They died that
we, their children, might be able to ex-
claim: This is my air; my sunshine: my
land. 1 have a right to live, to hope, to
aspire. to toll. I am a unit in the economy
Of Gods creation; the census of this earth
is not complete unless I am counted in
"Ah, my God, those blood-stained years
of revolutionary war. Wet with carnage
crowded With vivid countenances, with
the vital sword thrust, with the hand-to-
hard struggles with murderous steel and
bullet in the heart. With the half cry,
half shout of the wounded: with the soft
er moaning of the unconscious; with the
whole life times crowded terribly into a
brief moment; then the convulsive fin
gers tearing through the stones and earth,
the creeping of the last l~ethargy-the
limbs growing cold in the freezing grip
of death. There was a book in every fame
flash, a volume in the crack of every rifle;
a life tragedy concentrated in the
CLINT Of every sword. How they marched,
till their cut feet tracked the earth; how
their limbs were Shattered; how their
eyes We're ~eXtinguished until they wept,
and bled, and groaned and died. Died
in bitches on the hillsides on the open
plain; the birds of prey the only attend
ant on their last obsequies; red blood on
the battlefield and black crepe on al the
land around.
".And all for what?For the cause; for the
principle that all men We're born equal. A
truth no one ever denied unless he were a
tyrant, or a rascal, or a wretch. No one!
No one! None; Be he churchman in the
pulpit or knave in the pew!
what dragged our civilization slor-
ious and triumphant from the very jaws
Of barbarism? The discoveries of a few;
the brave thought of perhaps a dozen:
the heroic Utterances of a man here and
there brave enough to stand out for a
principle against the world. They pass
ed their magic wand across the sea, and
the canoe of the savage made way for the
armored cruiser with her 100 guns,
ploughing the pillows with mighty PROV.
Another pass of that magic wand and the
| club of the barbarian is supplanted by
the lannon's shard, hurting 1000 pounds
Of missile through a foot and a half OF
solid steel. Another pass, ard the hoop
with it's drum of skin, gives way to the