The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1907-10-10
THE OTHER SIDE
Representative of a Royal
Slave" Company Replies
CMTICISES FR. ART
Gives in Some Detail An Insight into
the Part of the Priest in the
Play In Question

Mr.. A. NJ. Welles, Editor Sank
Centre Herald, My dear Sir: In read
ing your town paper and so too 1.-The
Minneapolis Journel" l read the
"Modern Crusade" started by Rev.
Father Art, pastor Of St. Paurs
Catholic church of Sank Centre.
myself am Catholic and deem it my
duty and in respect to the firm for
whom | am employed, to take up this
matter, and try to picture the part OF
the priest that is in our play, for the
good of the people who will on account
of Father Arts stand refuse to witness
our play.
1 for my part am far more proud of
my faith than OF my profession, and
have the teachings of the Holy Fathers
of st. Ignatius College, of Chicago,
ever fresh in my heart and mind, and
so want to say that the part of the
priest in ga Royal Slave" is the most
beautifully written part in our play.
He is seen in the "show-paper, that
caused all the trouble to Father Art,
standing with cross, protecting one
of his flock from an angry and cruel
mother, and is only in one scene.
Part OF his lines are: "Even were you
a princess, what is your puny power
to mine? | am the servant of the
King of kings. What is the little
mite O. man G. mine, when matched
against holy faith, when throned in
the loving hearts of millions, and dare
you beneath the shadow of the cross,
do the work of hell?" Gould any
lines be more grandly put than those,
and why above all should Catholic
object? Often 1 have heard people
say that they thought more highly Of
priests and the Catholic faith after
seeing the old, dear priest in our play.
There are few paths in life which
lead through the ways Of business or
pleasure, where temptation does not
lurk, ever ready to spring unawares
upon the careless mortal who is not
| forewarned and buckled in the chain
armour of resistance. Even then the
needle-point OF aliurement will find an
aperture in the links wide enough to
penetrate through to the mind of the
unfortunate, whose downfall is already
written in the books of hell.
In every sphere Father ART knows
full we'll, lurk betrayers OF men; near
every soul they hover, but where more
persistently, so insiDuatingly, 90
diabolically as along the path Of the
people of the little world "Stage"
where most people think is calcium
lighted path which is bordered with
only fair roses and laurels, which
seems to lead to veritable paradise.
How very wrong is that view, for we
too are but human and pass along the
broad highway-some to fame, some
to oblivion; some happy, some sad,
for the life in itself carries with it the
essence of discomfort, and ambition is
seldom satisfied.
Why does not Father ART think of
the lines in play and the poor people
who only earn their daily bread, be-
fore he tears down "showpaper" where
he had to enter a saloon in which to
do so? When we leave your peaceful
little city at a. m. tomorrow we leave,
wishing only good health to Father
Art and the people whom Father
ART is trying to bring to heaven; and
when he stands on the Holy altar at
Mass trust that his angry passions
will be lost and that he will say a
prayer for all the members of "a
Royal Slave Co."
And now, dear sir, I beg to remain,
Yours most truly,
Raymond Binder,
- IA