The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-12-05
TN THE DAY or NEED.


Mary Derwent wore a very de-.
pressed and troubled air as she
walked out of the warehouse in st.
Paul's Churchyard, where for many
months she had been employed as
typist. It. was a foggy November
evening and the gloomy and cheerless
aspect of things without seemed to
accord we'll with the state of her
feelings. 1t was her last day at the
warehouse. She had been dismissed
by the manager on some frivolous pre-
text, the real reason being that he
wanted the post for o friend of his
own. AS she had only a weeks sal
airy in her purse and no immediate
prospect of further employment, the
future looked very gray and dismal
indeed. She walked to her lodgings
in Berners street by way, of Fleet
street and the Strand, and a forlorn
figure indeed she seemed as she made
her way with lagging footsteps through
those crowded .thorol1ghfares. The
face of a friend, word of sympathy
vi" GAuftCO --N0uiN tkskfC dSLECA .A1Ck
speakable joy at the moment, but the
crowd rolled ceaselessly. on, each one
of it's units intent on his or her own
business, and poor Mary felt as lonely
and isolated as. il she were in the
backwoods of Canada. Oh! the aw-
full loneliness of London for the stran-
ger. within it's gates! And how many
there are completely, utterly alone
in the vast city, even though their
"Life's pulse is throbbing at a fever
heat" Wretched, indeed, is their
fate. aG.ii ~
AS she wended her. way homewards
a thin drizzle of icy.cold rain began to
fall, and soon her garments were
moist. This made her feel all the
more depressed, as the one room
which she rented in the lodging+house
| in Berners: street would have neither
fire nor light when she entered in,
She waited on herself for reasons OF
economy and the small room which
was to her home" for the time being
was. always in complete darkness
when she returned on those winter
evenings
Yet chill and cheerless as the young
girl felt, she did not forget a practice
which she had of turning up. South
Eamptop street and playing "a visit to
the Blessed Sacrament in the Church
of Corpus Christi, Maiden Lane. Ever
since. she came to London she. had
been too busy, too ceaselessly ocen
pied to have any leisure for ellltiyat
ing friendship, and Our Blessed Lord
was now the only Friend Whom. she
had in the vast city. But that made
her feel all the moro confidence. in His
love and protection. She had not beer
many. minutes in the church =wheI
she conceived the idea of making 8
noyena to the Sacred Heart to find 9
path out of her present difficulties
/ and there and then she commencei
/ her nine days prayer. Her petition
was made with fervor and ehildlikf
confidence, and she left the church
with a very much lighter heart thar
when she entered it. ssss;;,-,zs.s:
i The restaurants along her route
were all brilliantly lighted, and as
Mary's eyes fell on the people within
who. ali seemed to be comfortable an6
/ happy, her own forforn condition
seemed all the mere wretched by. cor
trast. AS she passed by FEaseati's
the sound of music fell on her ears
and visions of brightness and nxur,
seemed to mock her poverty, and she
hurried past to the cheerless roem il
Berners street. .
3. When: however. she: reached tbs
house where she lodged, she was
i amazed to see that her room was
lighted ND. The blind was drawn. bnt
the light shone through it. This
Mary saw from the street and thoughi
to herself after her first surprise:
Well, suppnse the 1andlady has
been doing me q good tlrn-lit my
lamp and the Gre and tried to make
Things. a bit Comfortable, as. les, such
a. yretched evening she has more
good. nature than I've given her credit
for M ri
But Hhen she ePensa her door 4