The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1911-06-10
THE CATHOLIC BULLETIN, JUNE 10, 1911

H.
ings OF the Spirit or the whispering
OF our good angel. In those days
when persons far apart had kindred
thoughts, aspirations and desires, and
when one soul in distress called for
another, we always said Divine Pro
whence led them together; the one
70 love and help and sustain the other
Today we are told that thoughts flash
from one soul to another through like
or unlike ether waves, and Their is
set up in each mind a wireless tele-
graph station"
The younger priest smiled at the
quaint and vehement manner of
Father Dome. If any so-called new
religion sprang into existence, he
would look back through the vistas of
antiquity and seek to know what
name it bore. He maintained that
men were like Ixion, strapped to a
wheel and continually whirled around,
now standing on their heads, now on
their feet. Nature is constantly re-
peating herself in the minds of men,
was his old axiom, and this happy
faculty led him to explain new theo-
ries in the light of the past. In many
cases he was correct.
Il am never over-sanguine when I
read the bubble theories of our later
day psychical scientists" Father
Langtry said
His companion did not answer, but
continue to gaze longingly at a pic
ture on the opposite wall. Then he
turned his head toward the young
priest
You have some time to spare be-
fore your visit. Sit down and shall
tell you a story. When / shall have
finished, you may ask the questions:
what is the use? is it telepathy? or
you may say bosh. If you do not
wish to answer your self-questioning,
be a Sphinx"
Father Langtry took his usual chair
opposite his superior, waiting in
hushed expectancy for the pastors
next words. A story from Father
Donne's lips was always interesting,
because it was like page taken from
the book of experience.
That incident shall relate hap
pened years ago. the elder priest
said, leaning forward, his elbows rest
ing on the arms of the chair. ct is
story of two young college men
whose lives were connected by the
closest bonds of intimacy. They were
classmates, and each seemed to un-
derstand the good and bad qualities
of the other.
Chester Davis was calm, quiet
young man, who gravely considered
and weighed all things before pass
ing an opinion upon them. Frank
Naughton was of a nervous tempera-
ment. Quick in thought and action
headlong impetuosity coupled with his
perverseness of will often led him
into difficulties.
Davis in his cool logical manner
| had carefully studied his friends
characteristics and knew the various
sides of his nature.
L ttAfAlthough the two were built upon
different lines, still their thoughts
and opinions were directed along the
same channels The one reaching his
conclusion by a slow process of rea
soning; the other in the quickness OF
his flashing intellect leaped over all
premises and came to the same re
suits instinctively, without any men
| tai augmentation.
you know, Father, men of Frank
Naughtons stamp can be power fol
good or evil in the world. 1t depends
upon the fuel you heap into the fire
of their natures. They either burr
with a Christ-love or are fed by de
sires from hell. They know no mid
die course.
During their junior year at col
lege, Davis noticed a marked change
coming over his friend. His former
zeal after truth and the higher things
in life was gradually Pickering and
| if it was not rekindled, it would as
sumo the form of an opposite desire
Studies seemed to pail his taste, and
an unnatural restlessness took pos
session of him. What troubled Ches
ter the most, was Naughton's growing
intimacy withNa certain set that cared
more for pleasure than anything else
Affairs drifted in this manner fol
some weeks, and the more Naughton
! fell in with the scheme of these pleas
ure-loving young bloods, the more he
drifted from Davis, his only safe an
Choir.