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Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
STRICKEN WITH PLEURIsY.

John Stratman, who is we'll known
in Catholic circles and conducts a
barber shop at Third and Breckin-
ridge, was stricken with pleurisy
Monday and has since been confined
TO his bed. There has been little
change since in HIS condition, but his
physician says his illness is not
critical and that he will soon be fully
recovered, news that will be a relief
TO his many friends.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
ROsARIEs.

A beautiful amethyst rosary, large
or medium, rolled gold chain, costs
$1.25 retail price. We will send you
one in a beautiful leatheretts satin
lined box. together with years
subscription to the Catholic chill
dren's monthly-The Child Apostle
both for 81 II you can not afford
the dollar, send us twenty-five cents
for a years subscription to The Child
Apostle. Address The Child Apostle.
llSs Mccormick building. Chicago
Ill.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
LACKED QUORUM.

The Executive Committee OF The
Catholic Federation failed TO hold
the meeting called for Thursda,
night OF last week. owing to the lach
of quorum. Because OF the flood
situation and the Ministries for the
Catholic Woman's Club many mem,
hers could not attend.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
HoURIGAN's TOUGH LUCK.

James Hourigan. a former well
known Louisville molder, who has
been employed In indianapolis for
the past couple OF years. had a mar
row escape In the recent breaking
OF the levee at that place. he and his
family losing all their household
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
Longcloths and Soft
Nainsooks

goods and having a difficult time in
saving their lives.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
CATHOLIO KNIGHrs.

Next Friday night the regular
monthly meeting of the Central
Committee of the Catholic Knights
OF America viii be held in st. Mary's
Hall, Eighth and Grayson streets. All
delegates are urged to be present to
help map out the summer campaign
and arrange for one or more celebra-
lions that are intended to benefit the
order.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
TRANSFERRED.

The regular quarterly meeting and
OF the members OF the
st. Vincent de Paul Society, which
was TO have taken place tomorrow,
has been transferred to Sunday,
April 81. This change was made in
order that those who wished might
make the retreat with the knights
OF Columbus at the Cathedral.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
GARD PARTY.

The ladies of Cedar Grove Acad-
envy will entertain their friends with
a euchre and lotto party next Tues
day afternoon and evening at
Heptasoph Hall, Seventeenth and
Main. Play will be called at $3.50
and 8 o'clock and there will be nu-
merous valuable and handsome
awards.
Kentucky Irish American. (Louisville, Ky.) 1898-1968, 1913-04-05
POLICE TAKING TRIPS.

Patrolman M. j. Sullivan, OF the
Fourth police district, spent part OF
his vacation on trip TO friends in
Memphis. Tenn. Sergeant Tim
Stone. In charge OF the headquarters
telephone desk. left Tuesday on a
ten days vacation trip.
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1.-THE Stone of Destiny"

Theodore said she would see TO her
guests. expecting Margaret to wait
until they had gone.
Margaret knew that Thcodor was
watching her. and she wondered
whether he thought she looked we'll
in her new gown. which was made
in the simple style he admired
She crossed the lawn and the
gardens and walked into the forest
the wonderful forest. which
seemed the virgin force of Nature
ever ready to eliminate from con-
siderat!on the works OF man, its
stern. tall trees keeping watch
around the castle and its gardens
secure in the knowledge that some
day their living branches would
shade the decaying ruins of what
man had erected in his pride, and
the vast wilderness would reign again
in peace. The leaves were whisper
ing to one another of patience and
or the endless resurrection of Spring
time and Of their power TO outlive
most things, even though they. too,
must eventually obey the final law
OF universal death
Margaret walked down the wide
avenue Of fragrant acacia trees and
through the narrow path of cedarS.
Continually each turn brought an
other vision OF herself and Theodor
walking there at noon, at dusk, at
night. 1t was over. ended. finished.
She and Theodor had parted at her
request. She had known in spite OF
his irresistible. passionate words
that she had not felt as he did
She had realized vaguely that he
was too big OF heart. too strong Of
nature, for her to marry.
Every word of the letter she had
written to him hurt her as she re-
membered the sentences:
Before Chance or Destiny brings
us together again upon the road OF
life, I must stretch out my hand to
You and bid you meet me as your
friend. Love such as yours
l cannot find within my heart to
give. Good-by. | have no
courage for further words. know
you understand"
And yet to-day she almost felt as
she knew he felt She hated tho
calculating instinct which had com
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presently. when the mirror into
which he looks blurs or cracks, or
even breaks, he sees the phantom OF
his happiness vanish.
But you have no such thoughts
as these to bother you, for you have
youth, and YOU are walking in its
glorious kingdom. l am an older
woman, to whom you give some of
the brilliancy of the morning in re-
turn for a little moralizins. That
is why we are friends. YOU and l,
and I hope We always shall be-"
Theodore concluded.
You should have been a man."
answered Margaret. for your
vitality needs no incentive. You
have something to give; your virili,y
electriiies everything YOU touch"
The mans part is far beyond my
strength, for man should create from
every obstacle through which he has
to pass. The genius is he who con-
quers circumstances, finding material
in each 10 work with, compelling
everything to yield its possibility for
further achievement Theodore
spoke sternly.
ITO react--to be a reflection. Yet
some Of us find happiness even living
for Theodor left his table and came
toward her.
How well you look! 1t Is such
long time since l have seen you,"
he said, with that wonderful voice
which always seemed to reach the
depths OF her nature.
How did you expect me to look
like a faded flower Of last Summer"
She answered. lightly
Theodor laughed-with his lips;
but his glance was penetrating,
earnest. and she knew he saw her
hands tremble and read his mastery
Of her in her flushing cheeks and
shining eyes. Then. still smiling,
he bowed and left her. He had seen
what she had vainly endeavored to
conceal.
Margaret resumed her conversa-
ton with Theodore. but after a few
minutes she could play her part no
longer. and she said
''If you don't mind, I'll leave you.
for see a friend Of mine over under
tho trees in tho corner. and must
cpont; In I,cr"
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Diplomacy That
Failed

WlT Iam hsrs r. ,, invited ee,-
row night
MRS. Witherby-Oh. nv dear wbar
o'd YOU do that for? why. the new
cook Is coming tomorrow and va,
snow 1t VIII be just awful.
Witheroy--I don't see anything aw-
!ui about it, Give him what wc'v.
got guess it's good enough.
MIS-. Wi'herby-That's just like a
man. You don't seem to care for an.
pcaranccs at all. Can't You pat him
off?
Witherby-No, cant. The Idea.
invite friend 10 dinner and nv wife
protests. But. madam. he comes inst
the same. AS Ions as am runnjpr
this house propose to do as please.
Mrs. Withcrby-Who is it:
crby-Wigson. You know him.
don't you?
Mrs. Witherby (seized with an In.
spiration)-Know him? should say
did. Why. he is an old sweethea-.
OF mine.
Witherby-I CUES. not
Mrs. Witherby-But he is. Have
him TO dinner by all means. oh.
should just love TO sec him. How he
used TO make love TO me.
Witherby-He did Ell?
Mrs. Witherby-Yes. indeed It was
only by the mcrest chance that
didn't become his wife. This is indeed
n pleasure. Dear boy. Let's see:
haven't seen Charlie Wigson for four
years.
Eitherby tdryly)--You haven't eh'
Well. wouldn't be surprised II you
didn't sec him for four more
Mrs Withcrby 0eigning great dis.
appo:ntmenD oh. you haven't
changed your mind have You? Aren't
you going to bring him to dinner?
Witherby-No. madam ] am not
But tell You what ] am going TO do
Mrs. Witherby--What's that?
Wi;herhy--Fm going 20 bring his
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place yourself III my way, moth.
or. Remember that am no
longer child, and | too, would
like to enjoy life. You have lived
gay AMI merry life, but now
my tine has come.
What is the matter, Ninaq"
the mother asked, lowering her
eyes, conscious of her guilt. She
very well knew What was the
matter.
Enrico Borbonc had returned
from Australia. He had been a
lumberman in that country.
where everybody makes money.
He had come back home to en-
JOY the sunny climate Of his old
country, but intended to return
to Australia TO make more money
still. He was thirty-six years
old. tall, broad shouldcred and
had a soft, full beard and kind,
twinkling eyes.
know that Enrico likes me-"
said Nina, "but you are flirting
with him, and that keeps him
from falling in love with me-"
Il understand you,' said
Nunzia. "You shall have no
more reason to complain of your
mother"
An easy victory is never good,
especially not when the victor
still is child. After that day
Nina often spoke to her mother
IN tone that showed lack of re-
spect, and Nunzia had done
nothing to deserve this. On st.
jacobs Day, when the whole
quarter was celebrating the name
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be way out Of the difficulty.
When he came in again he
could not find her and, after
calling in vain, went to his study.
There he found her, face upward
on the floor, and through her
heart the shining stiletto, with
its engraved motto standing out
on the handle-"De jure.
Lchonora understood far bet
ter than he thought she would,
and she had found a way out OF
the difficulty AS in life, so in
death, her simple soul was his.
She loved him dearly and could
not bear the parting.
1t was a sad man who sailed
on the Carpcllia the next morn
ing, and under a grassy mound
they buried the poor half-caste
who had been his true wife.
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stilctto as he spoke-a gift from
man whose life he had saved.
On the handle was engraved the
Latin quotation, ode jure" (By
right.
You cannot, +" said Lowe
again. Think what it will mean
if YOU do. 1t is all very we'll out
here-a man picks UP with a
-! married herr put in Hor-
ace, quietly.
"Yes, | know; but she'll soon
forget all about that when you re
gone. She will cry for a day or
so, and then" he shrugged his
shoulders expressively -" she III
look out for some one else. You
must remember, Horace, that she
is only a half-castc and that she
would be ostracized by English
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WAY OUT

Lucky bcggar." muttercd
Ronald Lowe, as he mixed him
self drink. Give got a whole
year in this beastly place before
I can hope to get a shift He
yawned and dropped lazily into
a chair. After a while he looked
up suddenly and asked:
By the way, what are you
going to do about Lehonora %
"She will go with me, of
course
Ronald gazed at the other in
establishment.
"lt's IMPOSSIBLE he NUT
tered. "You cannot do it, Hor-
ace
Il can, and what is more, | IN
going to take her
He fingered a silvcr-handled
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Why the Simple Lifers"
H,xyo Pocor1,o Mssse

ever kncw-lcast or all the Greeks
themselves. And Where these people
got IL from Is Greek 10 me. But the
business is much bigger than any
mere historical parallels. however
comic may be their contrast between
great things and small For tho
truth is that the attitude of these
peopc, with their living frieze," Is
becoming a living nuisance In our
modern lie. They arc at some dis
."hce from Paris (Which IL, perhaps.
why our drearicr journalists still call
, me Gay City). but they are In
me core and centre OF London. Ana
'Ae'E offensive happiness is a blight
upon al! saiety, You cannot be ray
seriously. coy
- The, The soul In all true levi,y is hu-
:hiIity; certain admission that we
are not all perfectly healthy In soul
.. oeauti!ui in body. In short. II you
and We're 10 hold each others han,l
.tnd uecom" living friezc." the
I n ishali We say:) would be In
Lnluias early bad nanner. No man
mas ever laughed at ANYTHING iii h.
has laughed at himself. Tie Creat
creeks did undoubtedly set IN an
ideal OF the perfect balance between
soul and body. What is rum abou-
me new Hcllenist IS that he never
seems 10 know the difference between
the setting up an ideal and settinsun
Achilles said OF the gods. "The"
themselves are without trouble" He
Was the last person III the world Ia
say 1t OF the Heroes. because he was
q Hero himself. Socrates uf a dim
memory guides me righO offered W
some prayer that the outer and the
inner man might be at one. But no
one knew better than Socrates thar
ms outer man was. in point OF fact.
as funny as chimpanzee. And no
one. II may say SO. was more lu
cidly satisfied than Socrates that his
inner man was highly superior
specimen.
The pagan theory was that man
was unhappy because he generally
could not attain this human balance.
The Christian theory was that man
was unhappy because he knew he
might be weighed and found wanting
In the heavenly balances. But until
these absurd modern people appeared
nobody. heather or Christian. ever
pretended that any man never was
uahappy-or. IN other words. that
any man was perfectly happy"
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take her; and doubtless he would
have, had not Ronald spoken to
him that same night.
The remaining days passed
quickly, and it soon came to the
eve OF his departure. He had
been out all day and was row
resting, Lehonora at his feet. He
had not alluded again to his
leaving, but he was not quite so
sure now that he was doing right
in taking her
Dear, he said at last, "will
you wait here until I come back?
| shall not be gone long
Take me, too" she wills
pered passionately.
He explained the position as
best he could and went for
stroll. He wanted to be alone to
think out a solution-there must
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Once Manila exclaimed, look
ing at her: Holy Madonna Dc
YOU rcall yin,enG TO grow even
more beautiful than your mother,
Nina"
No, neither" said Nina with
smile. II will be satisfied
when | shall be as beautiful as
YOU arc.
For the first time people saw
shadow on Nunzia's face, and
in the evening she said to her
friends: Such is life! You bare
ly half empty your glass, when
some other hand is ready TO
snatch it from your lips
Nobody, however, at first no.
ticed any rivalry between mother
and daughter. Nina was beau
tiful, modest, rather shy; her
mother s eyes were more danger
Gus, and her scnsuous red lips
more tempting than ever.
Time flies. More and more fire.
quently do Nunzia s brows con
tract at the sight of her daugh-
ter, and often she looks at her.
with an expression like that of
gambler trying to see his part
ner's cards. Nina s resemblance
to her mother grows more and
more pronounced, and it becomes
more and more evident that the
men are in doubt whom to prefer.
Nunzia was really proud of
her daughters beauty, though
she envied her her youth.
At last came a day when Nina
said to her mother. "You always
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T FORAGE PEARSON was
II sitting in his bungalow.
an open letter in his hand.
1t was an oppressively hot night;
there was not even breeze enough
to stir the leaves Of the tall palms
outside, and the hum of many
mosquitoes was the only sound
disturbing the silence. Presently
the door opened, and another
young man entered. Horace
held up his letter.
Got it. then?' questioned the
newcomer
YES. / sail on the Carpellia
in ten days time. It'll be good
to see old England again.
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hold. Her eyes were bright and
lovely, and her luxuriant hair
was coiled becomingly Oh her
head. Horace was quite right in
his belief that she would create
a sensation in English society
If ever she was admitted.
"Lehonora, he whispered
softly. II go to England soon
over big sea-
She had been a silent listener
to his conversation with Ronald,
but her surprise was perfectly
assumed.
II go, too?''
He hesitated, and in his look
she read indecision.
''Takc Lehonora %
Her beautiful arms wound
lovingly round him, and his
doubts fed. Of course he would
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society,"
What do I care for society. ="
Not much, I'll own, but YOUR
parents and sisters, what would
they think? No, it must not be.
There IS surely a way out OF the
difficulty. Leave her here, if
YOU like. and I'll see that she is
properly treated"
IN think it over, murmured
Horace, wishing to put an end to
the conversation. lie really loved
this woman-his wife.
Ronald left later, and it was
not long before Lehonora came
in. There was no trace of her
black blood visible save, perhaps.
IN the wonderful cream-like com
plexlon. She was clothed in
sllken robe and moved with a
grace that was a pleasure 10 be-
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nor were all men, for that matter.
But, being an honest woman, she
not only left the married men
alone, but often even recnncicd
them with their wives. She al
ways said: "A man who does
not love his wife will never know
how to love"
Thus her days passed mcrrily
for herself and others. Even her
girl friends liked her and did not
gossip very much about her, re
membering how even saints have
not always lived life beyond
rcproach And after all, a man
is no god, and a woman need be
faithful only to god.
For about ten years Nunzia
thus enjoyed life, recognized by
all as the most beautiful woman
and the best dancer of that quar-
ter, and many were those who
liked to have talk with her
alone; which always made her
laugh.
And in what language would
these much washed foreign gen
tlemcn talk with me-"
GO In the language of gold, you
little fool" her neighbors told
her; but she replied:
"T have nothing to sell them
but onions, garlic and tomatoes.
That is all | have for strangers. y
More than once somebody said
to her:
"Comc with me, Nunzia, even
if only for a month, and / will
make you rich. You must not
forget that you have a daughter
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to provide for"
NO" she replied. 81 know
that if Il woman forgets herself
only once, she loses all respect
for herself forever.
But you are not so sti..gy
toward your own countrylnen. Z"
My own" she said, 81 give
everything, whenever feel so
inclincd.'
But whom do you call your
own?''
"The people among whom
have grown up, and who under
stand me-
And still, she once had a love
affair with a forcstriere from
England, very strange and ST.
lent man. He was quite young,
but his hair was gray, and he
had the face Of bandit and the
eyes Of a saint. Some said he
was a writer, others insisted that
he was gambler. She went
with him to Sicily. He was not
rich, and when she returned she
brought back neither money nor
presents. Then she at once be-
gan her old, merry life.
One day, when everybody went
to church, somebody said:
Look Nina will be exactly
like her mother -
And this was true. Nina had
grown up to be a wonderful
beauty. She was only fifteen,
but tall, with wealth of blush
black hair and sparkling eyes,
and looked to be at least seven
teen.
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TlIE quarter of st. Jacob is
/ justly famous for its
I.,t;r,l p.: A.

llE quarter of ST. Jacob is
/ justly famous fer its
beautiful fountain, in the
GOODNESS Of which the immortal
Giovanni Boccacio was fond Of
sitting But the population Of
tue quarter was almost equally
proud Of the beauty Of Nunzia,
Il vegetable dealer, who was as
merry as beautiful until she died
IN the midst Of a tarantclla last
summer. 1t is very seldom that
a woman dies dancing, and it is
Of her death | want TO tell
Nunzia was too merry and too
lively and amorously inclined to
live happily with her husband,
who was Of the most jealous dis
position and who finally cmi-
grated 10 South America, after
serving a sentence for stabbing
man he accused Of making
love to his wife. Shortly after
wards she received official mott
fication that he had been killed
in street brawl, and at twenty
three she was a widow with
daughter Of FIVE. two donkcys,
= cart and a vegetable garden.
Nunzia felt quite satisfied and
happy. She was young and
strong, not afraid Of working,
and there were plenty Of people
willing 10 help her When she
was short of cash 10 pay the men
who worked for hel she paid
them with smile, a song and
other things more valuable than
money. Many women were far
from satisfied with her ways
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AS merry as cat, Nunzia bent
over her and said with laugh,
stroking Nina hair with her
strong hand:
You ought to know. child,
that no heart is as strong as that
OF woman who has had many
trials in life. You do not know
llfc yet: SO you need not feel
ashamed"
Then, unwilling to take even
moments rest, Nunzia cried:
WHO will dance with met"
Enrico stepped forward, raised
his hat and bowed respectfully
to the beautiful woman. The
tambourine called, and the fiery
dance. Intoxicating like strong
wine, began. Nunzia turned and
twisted her sinuous body like
serpent. She loved this dance
of passion, and never had she
looked more beautiful than now.
She danced long and with
many partners. The men grew
exhausted, but she, wanting to
prove the invincible youth and
strength of her wonderful body,
could not get enough, and it was
nearly midnight when she cried
to Enrico: "Just once more, En-
rico; this is my last
They began; her eyes grew
larger and more luminous, but
suddenly she cried out, raised
her hands and dropped dead on
the spot.
Heart failure, the doctors said.
Perhaps it was.
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day Of its patron, and Nurzia had
danced the tarantella more beau.
tlfully, many thought. than ever,
Nina said:
Don't you think you dance
TOO much, mother? y woman Of
your age ought to be careful of
her heart
Everybody who heard these
hypocritically kind words stood
silent with surprise, but Nunzia
Strengthened herself, placed her
hands on her hips, and cried:
My heart! You arc worry
ing about my heart? / thank
YOU very much, my daughter.
We shall just see whose heart is
the stronger.
She stood bordering for a mo-
mcnt before she went on:
Let us run a race three times
from here to the fountain and
back without resting"
Some tried to interpose, but
most of the people were eager to
see the race.
From the very start it was
seen that the mother ran lighter
and stronger. Nunzia ran with
the grace and ease of a deer.
The crowd on the sidewalk and
in the windows threw flowers at
her, clapped their hands and en-
couraged her with cheers. In
the second round the mother was
four minutes ahead of her daugh-
ter, and Nina threw herself in
despair on the steps of broad
stone stairway, sobbing and
painting.