The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-11-07

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round. 1--WE asked her for It," Angela
began.
a purpose for you," Katherine con.
| tributed.
Cause Sister knows folk that
wore medal like this and was sick
and got all well again"-this from
Angela.
"Yessir," Katherine nodded en-
phatically.
ITS wonder working medal,
then?" Mr.. Marcy was not quite sure
what he was saying.
Its 'Maculate Adoption medal"
Angela explained learnedly, "of our
Blessed Mother, you know, cause she
never had any sin in her, any at tall,
an you got to say the prayer on it
every day an maybe you'll be well,
too
Katherines head was fortunately
securely fastened, else it might have
come off with the vehemence of her
nodding.
"You must say it every day." she
affirmed, every single day."
what is the prayer?" Mr.. Marcy
| asked gently.
Katherines soft hair was almost in
his mouth as she bent forward anx.
| iously to point out the minute letters
on the medal There 'tis," she said.
Mr.. Marcy tried to see. Angela took
it. at says, Mary, conceived
without sin, pray for us who have
recourse to thee"
Katherine beamed her approval of
Angela's cleverness. 'Ain't it nice?"
she asked eagerly.
Indeed it u.s." Mr.. Marcy said.
you'll say it every day, won't
Prom Angela.
every single day, be sure" Kath.
crime insisted.
"But I'm not very smart, you know,
and I can't see it."
They looked dashed for a minute.
you're most as smart as my papa -
Katherine treasured him, "an' he's
awful smart. Can't you member it?''
Il don't know"
Katherine laid confiding little
hand on either knee. "We'n say it
with you every day, won't we, An
gela? ?"
you'll soon know it them" Angela
was deliciously patroniZing. "You pin
it on and keep it all the time, then
you're sure to member it,
do you like your sprise?" 1t was
Katherine's question, but Angela s
eyes repeated it.
tits a beautiful s'prise," Mr.. Marcy
told them.
When they were gone he looked at
the little medal long and lovingly.
What precious little monkeys they
are!" he said to Evelyn, Ito think OF
their thinking of me that way!"
The regular visit after that had one
thing in common with the meetings
at the Free Evangelicol-it Opened
with prayer" They insisted UPON fire.
quent practice. ut won't hurt BIT
if you say it two or three times" they
advised him.
Evelyn told Billy about it, Billy the
wording, and somehow Billy had tc
clear his throat before he could say
"bless 'em," and then it did not sound
quite natural. Mrs. Marcy saw the
medal and was panied to think hel
husband should encourage children in
such superstitious belief, but there
was something in his face when she
endeavored to express herself in the
matter that brought her remarks to
a somewhat sudden and hating con
clusion.
And then one morning when Evelyn
went in to awaken her father, as was
her wont, she found him quiet and
smiling, with the little medal clasped
to his breast.
Everything went black about her
but she did not fall; she heard her
self calling Billy, she told him when
he came, she supported her mother
whose piteous cutlery seemed miles
away; she sent for Walston and AL.
bert, and Brother" Marten, at her
mothers request; she directed the
neighbors who hurried to help. Some
one said: "How wonderfully she keeps
up, she hasn't shed tear" and she
knew they were speaking of her, but
it was all dream, cruel, crushing
dream that held her numb with pain.
Mrs. Mahoney begged her to lie
down, and Agnes Doran, with her
kind arms about her, said, "Gry dear,
it will help you," but she could not
be still and she could not cry. She
wanted Molly and Agnes to stay with
her, but Walston sent them away,
saying the family would rather be
alone, so they took themselves off,
wondering at the strangeness of
Protestant ways"
| Tom Doran and Mr.. Mahoney of
fered to sit up that night, but Walston
saw no need of such service, so the
neighbors gave it up.
They're good people, but it's little
you can do for them at such times,
Tommy lad was Mr.. Mahoney's sage
conclusion
Evelyn, behind the closed blinds of
the death chamber, heard him. IF
some one can't do something for me
shall go mad" she thought, as she
looked down on her fathers quiet
face.
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