The Irish standard., 1905-12-23
i've me the last sacraments?

out.
in less than fifteen minutes l was
back at Burtie's bedside. She was
breathing quietly, and Enclosed her
eyes when 1 came in. l whispered my
instructions to the maid. A little table
with lighted candles, holy water, etc..
was quickly prepared, and I laid the
pyx upon it. AS l lifted the Sacred
Host the girls eyes were fixed upon
it, and heard her say, My Lord and
my God!' 1 could hardly keep back
tear. l administered her first and last
Communion. Extreme JUNCTION fol-
lowed She held out her hands for
the holy oil, and when read the final
prayers and gave her the last abso-
luton little sigh Of content broke
from her lips.
4" Thank God.' she said again, but it
was in a whisper.
There was silence in the room. 1t
was full of hotel people and the young
women of the company, but all were
deeply impressed and very reverent.
1.-The doctor came. made a short
examination. Any hope?' I whispered.
She may last an hour and he left
, the room. sat down by the bed, for
this little convert had gone to my
heart. She lay very still, lingering her
rosary. She opened her soft, dark eyes
and her lips formed some words. l
bent over her, and she said, with diff
Guilty of breath, but very distinctly:
Father-write to St.X.-won't you?
Tell Sister Veronica died-a good
Catholic; that l made my-flrst COM
munion-on my death-bed--she used
to talk-so much about-the happy day
used to say, MY Lord and my God"
1t was engraved on her silver ring
yes. my Lord and my God!'" prom
Used. These were her last words
She seemed to sleep, and then awoke
with wide, distressed eyes. l began the
prayers for the dying, and gave her the
Plenary Indulgence. The lines of pain
wore away. and at the end her face
was radiant. When all was over a
tent was there, and the weeping wo-
men who crowded round the pillow of
death sobbed out, oh. how beautiful
she ISL I made the sign of the cross
over the lifeless remains and left.
/ when got home l sat for long
time in my study, thinking over tn
whole occurrence; and I am not
ashamed to say dashed away some
tears. Before sought my bed wrote
a letter to Sister Veronica, st. x. Aca-
DENY, Pennsylvania and told her all
had witnessed. Several days passed
by. The company carried away the
remains of poor Burtie to her home
city. heard no more about IL be cpl.
sode had forgotten to inquire the
correct name of the poor child for re-
gistry, and felt had been rather neg.
ligent in an important matter; but a
+ the end of the week a letter came from
the superior of the academy.
1T read as follows:
: Dear Rev. Father: Your letter wa
received and made profound impress
l sion on the Sisters. We all remem
n bcrcd poor Burtie Carr. She was
t bright, spirited girl and everybod
0 liked her knowing she was neve
v baptized and would have few oppor
|. TUNES for instruction after she left u.
I her teacher did all in her power in he
d class instructions to explain Catholi
Il doctrine. She told me she often sal
l II silent prayer. and looking at Burt
@ would try to fix her attention. as sh
L was the only nom Catholic, in tn
g room. This dear Sister has now passc
: but full Of grace and merit Her nam
it WAS Sister Veronica Ewing, daughtt
of the late General Hugh Ewing. so
v Giev and author. She WAS of a distii
guished American family niece of Ger
l. cral Sherman and cousin of Fatht
Thomas Sherman, S. j. She is SLEEP
4. ing in our little cemetery. and we ca
l. readily believe her soul has met tt
ransomed soul of her pupil, converte
ID through her words and prayers aft
is many years. thank YOU for wrtir
this account, dear Rev. Father, al
ID recommending myself to your prayer
in remain with respect. yours in Chris
SISTER STANISLAUS, Superio
ut Il folded the letter and though
er What history. and how many mo
T. are unwritten!' Then l said alou
ed Oh. We good Sisters. who give out t
milk and honey of the faith to your
I'd souls who cluster round your scho
desks. have We not an apostolate
o. your cloisters?'"
e. Suspicious.
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