The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-05-30

the religion which 1t teaches, these
few years past. So how can it come
between us now?"
What religion do you profess then,
Mr.. Mayer?" queried Mary with con-
siderable dignity.
"Umph," he said with shrug of his
shoulders, "all religions, are good
enough, or bad enough for that mat
ter. My religion is Nature"
"Dr. Mayer" said Mary Underwood,
you must make up your mind to look
elsewhere for a wife. I am of deep
ly religious nature myself, and could
not bear to love one who could not
love all that I love, especially re-
ligion." And the words cut him to the
heart "But for one who loves nature
only as religion, could never have
any true affection. For he puts ma
terial things in the place of the Crea-
tor. Nature is not, and cannot be, a
God, nor can it be the author of relig-
ion. So if you believe only in nature,
you believe in no God at all. This
ends all I have to say on the subject,
except that some day perhaps you will
see that you were wrong, and then,
| SO saying she burst into tears and left
the room.
well, am Tilted" said Eugene to
himself, 'but I am going to marry
that girl" AS Mary became more COM
posed after this painful interview, she
said to herself:
II love him but love God more"
DR.. Mayer went home to his bach
elor apartments very angry man.
Angry with himself, with religion, with
his beloved who had taught him his
duty. AS he sat pulling at his cigar
he unused:
"She might be mine il I were re-
ligious. HIM. All the Protestant sects
are false. AS for the Catholic, well it
has the best chance of being true.
But I can't go back to it now. Nature
is my God and must be-"
1t is pleasant to know the sensa-
ton of relief that comes after long
illness of six weeks which have drag
ged into months. The feeling of rest
and quiet while convalescenoe pro-
crosses is very delicious. Then is the
time when you can count your friends,
in the multitude of cups and glasses
filled with every sort of delicacy which
| the patient may be supposed to fancy.
But of all is the good friend who sits
up at night, devoting oil care to the
sick one. Who is better than the kind
nurse? So when Mary Underwood
awoke from the raving Of delirium to
perfect Consciousness, she was agree
ably surprised to find a Sister of Bon
Secour by her.
4 To this good Sister, Mary's heart
went out with great love and affec
ton. AS the days passed Mary ask
ed many question about the Catholic
religion, and the humble Sister ha6
; answered them all so clearly, that il
was the beginning of her conversion
and that of her parents, which fol
lowed that winter.
Although Eugene was aware of the
change in the religion Of the Under
woods, he wisely made no attempt tt
pursue his devoirs further, knowing
7 well how vain it would be now, al
i it had been before. Besides they hat
left the city, and no one knew, o.
/ seemed to know just where they hat
) gone. Some one said that they hat
: departed for Canada, but where abou
: in Canada no one could tell. Eugen,
became more and more moody daily
) for he was secretly jealous of Mary
) and he often wished that he had tn
l faith that Jerry had. How quickl.
t then would his love affair be settled.
E In April, one evening he was callet
! to see an old woman who was dyin,
r in the midst Of non-Catholics. The.
. had all laughed at her as she had i'm
t plored them to send for the priest
6 and she was well nigh distractet
( when Eugene arrived. Somethin;
} about his manner went to the oil,
) lady's heart, and gave her courage tt
) ask him to do for her, what the res
J of those who called themselves he
| friends would not do.
ooh, Doctor, Doctor" she said; "yol
! can do nothing for me now. I'm goin,
] and it's the priest want; then I'll di'
easy. Will you get him for me. DON
> tell them for they won't let him in t
! me. oh, Doctor, as you hope to die /;
J good death bring the priest back witt
) you"
"Tl1 do it for you, you poor oil
! creature" he whispered. And as h
) passed out he said to the people o
/. the house, II shall have to have ;
friend of mine to help me in this case
} Have basin of water, some towels
E spoon and a glass on the table whe1
) return, If you please"
: It was skilfully managed, and Eu
g gene never forgot the last words o
a that old woman:
4 "Ah, Doctor, it's the good friend t
: me that you are. You brought tn
e priest at the hour of my death. II
j never forget you when you need m,
1 help" These were her last words, an,
she was dead.
: The case was under discussion
s couple of evenings after this in Ell
/ genes Office where he and Jerry wer
( having quiet smoke, and comparin
notes about practice; speaking O
r everything but one thing necessary
s when Eugene broke. in suddenly with
e Tell me, Jerry, how it is that 20
have kept up to the Catholic religion
: which have left What did you lear
i about that I did not?'