The Irish standard., 1901-07-20
Bright Irish Boys of Letterkenny Listen
to Archbishop Keane's Story
with Attention.
In Plain Language He Relates Incidents
in His Career as an Exile
from Innisfail.

While in Letterkenny, County Don
egal. Archbishop Kcane, of Dubuque
visited the schools of the Presentation
Brothers and delivered an interesting
address to the boys. Master Alexander
MCLEAN welcomed the archbishop on
behalf of the pupils, and the following
was his gracc's reply:
My visit here takes my mind back
to the time when was little hoy my
self in the town Of Ballyshannon, in
county Donegal. must have been n
very mischievous little rascal Mt home
Qauglter)-because they sent me to
school when was three years old Just
to keep me Off the street daughter
remember we'll the first day went
to school, how the servant boy took
me up the Mall, and how, just as we
passed out of the Mall into the main
street, there came a tremendous hail
storm. and we had to TAKE refuge in
Chiswicll's bakery near the corner
Uaughtcr.) When the hmilstorm was
over l was taken on to school that day
to Mistress Molly. was Mt school with
dear old Mistress Molly until l was
seven years of nge. when the provi-
dencc of God sent me to America.
remember the dear old lady used
to think me good sort of boy
Qaughter)--and take me aside to learn
for her the lives Of the saints 1t is
singular, but ! remember clearly to
this dny-I was then six years of age
how / read for her the story of st.
Cassian l don't suppose you know
that story. Well, st. CaSsian was Il
SchOOlmastcr. ana he was put to death
by the boys of his own school.
He was Il Christian teacher in n
pagan school, ana the Judges dccrcctl
that he should be pierced and pierced
with the stylus, and that 1t should be
done by the boys of his own school,
until he was dead; ana | rememhcr,
well the impression produced on INV
mind by the rnscality Of those who
put to death their own sclIoollnastcr.
Then, when was seven years old,
the years of famine came upon Ireland.
My father said he was fond of the peo-
pie. 81 will never leave it; will stick
to the old country and to the old town."
One day, however, he was passing the
soup house, which was established in
Rallysllannon to help the poor pco-
pie who were starving, and, seeing a
long string waiting with tin cans to
carry home a little soup, many Of
whom he had known in better circum-
stances, Ills soul grew sick, and going
home he said to my mother, "Fanny,
we are going to leave. ] cannot stand
it any longer"
ANA he went to Derry ana engaged
our passage on a ship for America. He
took us to Baltimore, ana I remember
] was one of the first scholars in the
school established there by the Chris
tian Brothers. (Applausc.) or course,
there were many public schools in the
city, but my father had the good old
Catholic spirit--that If his boy was to
be educated it should be done Mt his
own expense in a good Catholic school.
Thnt was st. Vincent's school. After
that my father sent me to Calvert Hill
Academy, the great central school of
the Christian Brothers, and was there
until was seventeen years of age,
so, boys. you see, was at school from
three until scventccn-a long time to
be studying books. G1aughter)
Then my parents wanted me to 90 to
the splendid college kept by the Jesuit
Fathers, but I was stubborn for the
first time in my life. In our home we
never heard the word, II won't" ad-
dressed by US to our parents, only
once, when my brother Tom-a harum-
scarum. nOble-heGrted, fine fellow
said to my mother. 81 won't" and /
pitched into him and fiogged him right
there on the spot. (Anplause and