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The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
THE CATHOLIC BULLETIN, MARCH g. 1914.
From the depth l pray to Thee.
Mercy, o my Judge! for me;

From the depth I pray to Thee.
Mercy, o my Judge! for me;
Spare me. Lord"
But though the body Is apparently
dead, yet the soul still lives and can
hear the prayers for the dying as
the supreme moment of the separa-
ton from the body is at hand. The
soul seems to gain new strength
from these prayers.
For a moment the realization Of
being alone is terrible to the SOUL
what is this severance.
This silence pours solitariness
Into the very essence of my soul;
And the deep rest, so soothing and
so sweet,
Hath something too of sternness and
of pain,
I now begin to feed upon myself,
Because 1 have nought else to feed
upon"
After the agony of the separation
from the loved body, the soul is car
ried forward to the throne of the
Judge by his guardian angel, whose
work is at last completed.
AS the soul proceeds the voices of
the evil spirits can be heard hooking
and crying out:
Virtue and vice
A knave's pretence;
'Tis all the same. Ha! Hal"
The Angel of Agony now pleads for
the soul, and then he goes forward
alone to the feet of God to be judged.
The soul now receives his sentence
and he passes into PurgatOry, there
to suffer until the guardian angel calls
for him. The Angel says:
Farewell, but not forever! brother
dear,
Be brave and patient on thy bed of
sorrow
Swiftly shall pass, thy night of trial
here,
And I will come and wake thee on
the morrow"
-M0r00ret NJ. Finerp,
Ursuifne ConDent. Pittsburgh. Pa.
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
IRISH coLoNIsTs IN NEW YORK.

Extracts from manuscripts of Sir
William Johnson, an Irishman, in the
French and Indian War, show that in
1856, "a great number of Irish pap
ists," from Pennsylvania and Mary
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
THE TRUE MOTHERS INFLU-
ENCE.

The wonderful moral influence that
Catholicity has upon savage peoples is
illustrated most strikingly in the case
of certain tribes which, before their
adoption of the faith, seemed to lack
all of the gentler feelings of kindli-
ness, sympathy or pity.
A missionary who tells us of the
manner in which the natives of Mas
homeland, South Africa, celebrated the
jubilee of last year, brings out the
point very strikingly when he says:
"These reverent worshipers," speak
ing of the natives making the Stations
of the Cross, visiting the scenes OF
the Passion and adoring Christ, be-
cause by His cross He had redeemed
the world, are the children of men so
utterly callous to human suffering that
the sight of Our Saviour crowned with
thorns could only move them to mirth.
The sight of Him whom they only
knew as a human being in torment
was to them cause of intense JOY.
The difference between father and son
is that the son has been trained in
what Guizot has called the greatest
school of reverence that the world has
ever seen, school to which the IA
Their was a stranger"
We are accustomed to regard print
tive races as intensely emotional in
the expression of religious feeling. AS
a matter of fact this emotion is SIM
ply the manifestation Of deep feeling
which, in other forms of Christianity,
can find no outlet but hysteria. In
the Catholic Church the beautiful
ritual, the devotional aspect of her
churches, the deep truths she incul-
Gates, her sacramento system, all af-
ford means for the expression of
that deep religious sentiment which
is a part of every race. That the
Church meets so well the religious
needs of every people is but another
proof of her Catholicity, of her divine
origin.
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28

printed in a recent issue of the Lon
don Daily Chronicle, seems to call for
attention from the latter point of view.
A gentleman engaged in the old furni-
ture trade offers the opinion that
there are more so-called genuine
Jacobean sideboards in existence to-
day than there were nails of the True
Cross in the Middle Ages
In one sense the statement is per-
fectly true, and in that case the
Jacobean sideboards might still be
very far from being common objects
of the countryside. But the obvious
intention was to suggest that there
was plentiful supply of alleged nails
of the True Cross in medieval times,
possibly, though the gentleman does
not say so, comparable in quantity to
the autumn leaves in Vallombrosa.
1t is clear that in saying what he
did the furniture man had no
thought of deliberate libel against the
Catholic Church. 1t was just one of
those light and airy Protestant re-
marks so easily and as heedlessly
made, and so pregnant of further mis-
understanding, which we come across
in books and newspapers almost every
month in the year, like the observa-
ton in regard to the wood of the
Cross itself, that Catholics honor
enough of it to build ship.
In all likelihood, when our friend
was making his mental and verbal
comparison between the nails and
sideboards, he knew nothing what
ever as to the number of alleged
nails of the True Cross venerated by
the Catholic Church, either in the
Middle Ages or at any other period.
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28

FIGHT 1T OUT.

Does Destruction seem to lurk
All about?
Don't believe it! Go to work!
Fight it out!
Danger often turns and flies
From a steady pair of eyes;
Ruin always camps apart
From the indicated heart,
In the spirit there is much
Do not doubt
That the world can never touch
Fight it out!
Do the portals of your brain
Freedom lack?
Never let them thus remain
Push them back!
Do not give the efforts DER,
If they number half a score;
When hundred of them fail,
Then thousand might prevail.
Germs beneath clod must lie,
Ere they sprout;
You may blossom, by-and-bye-
Fight it out!
Have you foemen come to stay?
Never finch;
Make them win their little way.
Inch by inch!
Scan them well, and fight them fair,
Give them honest blows to spare;
There are meaner things possessed
Than first-class second-best,
Time may come when you have turned
To a rout
Every triumph they have earned
Fight it out!
All the lessons of the time
Teach us fair,
'Tis blunder and crime
To despair!
When we suffer, tbs to bless
Other moments with success;
From our losses we may trace
Something better in their place
Everything in earth and sky
Seems to shout,
Don't give up until you die
Fight it QUIT"
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water, stir constantly until it begins
to thicken, then fold in whipped
cream, adding Is at time. Line
mold with orange sections, fill mold
and chill. Strawberries, raspberries,
pineapple, etc., may be used in place
of the orange.
Bread Pudding
2 stale bread crumbs
1 qt scalded milk
1s sugar
II melted butter
2 eggs
1s tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla or Il tsp spice
"A raisins may be added
Serve with hard sauce.
Chocolate Bread Pudding
2 C stale bread crumbs
scalded milk
squares Bakers chocolate
2s sugar
2 eggs
u tsp salt
Soak bread in milk, melt chocolate
over hot water, add half the sugar
and enough milk to make of consist
ency to pour; add to mixture with re
naming sugar, salt, vanilla, and eggs
slightly beaten; turn into buttered
dish and bake about / hour in mod
crate oven. Serve with hard sauce.
Ho%%aoa puddino
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
THE SWEET TEMPERED WOMAN

So great is the influence of a sweet
minded woman on those around her
that it is almost boundless. 1t is to
her that friends come in sorrow and
sickness for help and comfort; one
soothing touch of her kindly hand
works wonders in the feverish child:
a few words let fall from her lips in
the ear of a sorrow-stricken sister do
much to raise the load of grief that
is bowling it's victim down to the dust
in anguish The husband comes home
worn out with the pressure of bust
ness and feeling irritable with the
world in general, but when he enters
the cosy sitting room, and sees the
blaze of fire and meets his wife's
smiling face, he succumbs in mo-
ment to the soothing influences which
act as the balm of Gilead to his
wounded spirits that are wearied with
the stern realities of life. The rough
school sboy flies into a rage at the
taunts of his companions, to find So
lace in his mothers smile; the little
one, full of grief with it's large trou-
BILE, finds haven of rest on it's moth
er's breast. And so one might go on
with instance after instance of the
influence that a sweet minded woman
has on the social life with which she
is connected. Beauty is an insignifi-
cant power when compared with hers.
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
THE DREAM OF GERoNTIus.

Gerontius is dying. The soul is
separating from the body. ALI phys
ical supports are gone. The eyes
are darkening and glazing; the feet
become still and cold, the hands and
arms rigid. The body, once so beau
tiful, is now cold and motionless.
The final hour has come.
Into Thy hands, o Lord"
Holy Strong One, Holy God,
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
LESSON LXIII.

Date Pudding
tbsp gran. gelatine
" cold milk
" C hot milk
" tsp vanilla
whipped cream
10 dates cut in pieces
q sugar
Soak gelatine in cold milk until
soft. Then pour hot milk over it and
add sugar and flavoring. Stir until
dissolved; strain Let cool until thick
as honey, then add whipped cream.
Pour over dates and put in molds.
Spanish Cream
TX tbsp gran. gelatine
8 milk
egg yolks
1 tsp vanilla
u sugar
b tsp salt
egg whites
Reserve " milk to soak gelatine.
Scald remaining 2& cups milk. Sepa-
rate eggs, beat yolks, add sugar ana
salt: stir in scalded milk slowly and
cook in double boiler until custard
.thickens, stirring all the time. Re-
move from fire, add soaked gelatine
and stir until dissolved, then strain.
Beat whites until stiff, fold into mix
ture. Flavor and turn into cold wet
mold Chill.
Orange Charlotte
21k tbsp gran. gelatine
u cold water
u boiling water
/ C sugar
c orange juice
Crate rind of one orange
tbsp lemon juice
C cream, whipped
Soak gelatine in cold water, dis
solve in boiling water. Add sugar
fruit juice and rind. Set bowl in ice
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
NAILS OF THE TRUE CROSS.

The connection between old furni-
ture and Catholic controversy is not
on the face of it a close one; but a
chance remark on the former subject,
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-03-28
WHEN lRELAND's DREAM COMES
TRUE.

When Ireland's age-long dream comes
true,
When after all the years
She's worn the myrtle and the rue,
God wipes away her tears
The winged word of joy will speed
Ger oceans broad and blue,
And hearts around the world take
heed,
When Irelands dream comes true.
Yes, all around the world will run
The sympathetic spark,
The Frank, the Teuton and the Hun
The thrilling word will mark;
For, whose hates unrighteous laws,
Whate'er his race or hue,
Must wish success to Ireland's cause,
And hail her dream come true.
And we, whose vital stream flows
straight
From Irelands tender heart,
Will fiout, that day, the frowning Fate
That bids us walk apart;
And feel for that dear mother-breast
From which our lives we drew
A richer joy than all the rest
When Treland's dream comes true.
When Irelands dream comes true at
last,
God grant she still may hold
In loving mem'ry, firm and fast,
Her exiled sons of old:
Fond, faithful hearts who scorned to
hide
The old love in the new
Who toiled for Ireland, but who died
Ere yet her dream came true.
By Denis A. McC0nhD in the COlumbiGd.
THE TRUE MOTHERS INFlU-
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02

WV" SNHD St'C6 @OAio S0ndPdEkCs
parte had been a sustaining pride,
and the hope of future service an in
spring hope.
Superstition and gratitude laid hold
together on the princes troubled
mind. He threw himself back into
Colonel Hampton's leather armchair,
throne-like in impressiveness and size;
the mask OF impassivity closed on his
colorless featues.
"Sit there, Monsieur" he ordered,
land tell me your life"
Simply. yet dramatically as was his
gift, the young man went over the
tale which he had told to Lucy Hamp-
ton, that and more. And the prince
listened to every word. He, too, had
the French constituencies to theatrical
effect, and his over-wrought magma
ton seemed to see the hand of destiny
visibly joining this story to his. Here
was a legacy from Napoleon; an in
strument created by his uncle, which
he, the heir, should use. There was
long silence when Francois had fin.
ished, and Louis deep-pitched voice
broke it.
= One day perhaps a marshal of
France under another Bolaparte.' he
repeated thoughtfully. 1T was the
accolade. the old right of royalty"
and gazed, If rejecting. at the other
mans face.
Heightened color told how much 1t
meant to Francois Beaupre TO hear
those words spoken by the prince.
MY prince, will tell you-though
it may be of little moment to know
that 1t Is not for my own advance
ment that care. 1t is the truth that
i would throw away a hundred lives
IL had them, to see the house of Bon
aparte rule France. 1t is only so. |
believe, that France can become great
once more. We need heroes to lead
US, We Frenchmen, not shopkeeper
kings such as Louis Philippe; II II has
not hero the nation loses courage,
and its interest in national life. But
the very name of Napoleon is inspira-
tion-it pricks the blood; monarch
of that name on Frances throne, and
our country will wake. will live. You,
my prince. are the hope of the house
OF Napoleon"
With quick step forward he threw
himself on his knees before the quiet
figure in the throne-like chair; he seiz-
ed the princes hand and, head bent,
kissed 1t with passion. There was a
line Of color in each cheek as his face
lifted. and his brilliant look was shot
with a tear
If I may die believing that | have
helped to win your throne, shall die
In happiness"
Prince Louis had his mothers warm
heart. and this went to 1t. He put his
hand on the others shoulder. famil-
iarly as IL the two were equals, kins-
men.
The brotherly touch on Francois
shoulder was withdrawn, and with gen.
tie dignity, with glance, the prince
lifted him to his feet. and Francois
stood happy. dazed, before him. He
found himself telling his plans, his
methods. his efforts to fit himself for
the usefulness that might be on the
way.
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02
DUCHESS MUST HAVE SMILED
Little MilIiner Faithfully obeyed In
structions That She Thought
Had Been Given Her.

Mr. Lane of Washington was not
only page in the senate in the days
Of Webster and Clay, but, through the
fact that his uncle kept book store
where these statesmen were accus-
toned to while away their leisure
hours. came to know them intimately
on their social side, declared that
Webster, while not given to story-tell-
ing, had one favorite little joke that
he would tell whenever the occasion
seemed opportune.
This, according to Mr.. Lane. was
the story:
There arrived at Boston a certain
duches from one of the great nations
of Europe. Desiring to have some
headgear suitable for her inland
travels constructed, she sent for the
most prominent milliner in the CITY
to come to her apartments at the
Revere house, then the principal hotel
in New England.
The local milliner was sent all a.
fiutter at the distinction shown her,
but she was province-bred little
woman of a democratic country and
knew not the "egg-dance conventions"
of Court society. Accordingly. desir-
ing to know In what manner she
should deport herself in the presence
Of the titled lady she applied to the
wife of one Of the Adamses. who
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02

official backbone and author. IN the
great grassy paddock at Bayly's Folly
the proud mother of eighteen-year-old
Caperton Bayly-first lieutenant, and
the most finished horseman in the Vir-
ginia country--had invited the gentry
from miles about to feast with her and
to watch her son and his friends show
how the Chevalier Beaupre had made
them into soldiers. They came in
shoals, driving from far off over bad
roads in big lurching chariots, or rid
ing in gay companies, mostly Of older
men and girls and young boys, be-
cause all of the gilded youth we're in
the ranks that day.
When the drill was over there was to
be rough riding and jumping. Hur-
dies were swiftly dragged out and
placed in a manner of ring.
This one is very close to the bank, ;"
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02
eobbie Burns, oranddauchter.


An action has been entered in Dunn.
fries sheriff court by Miss Annie Beck.
EFT Burns of Cheltenham, the only sur.
viving granddaughter of the Scottish
poet, claiming ito have herself. as the
nearest of kin, declared executrix OF
certain hitherto unconflrmed personal
estate of the said Robert Burns" This
is a sequel to the recent announce.
ment that the Liverpool Athenaeum
had sold for $4,000 the two volumes
of Burns poems and better known as
the Glenriddell manuscripts, and that
they We're likely to go to America, an
announcement which brought strong
protests from Lord Roseberry, DR.. VIII.
liam Wallace and others.-Westmin
ster Gazette.
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02
CHAPTER XIV.
How Lucy Told.

The prince was gone. There had
been festivities and formalities, great
dinners. gatherings of the Virginia no
bllity to do honor to his highness at
Roanoke house and elsewhere; every
where the Chevalier Beaupre had been
distinguished by his highness' most
marked favor. And Lucy Hampton's
eyes had shone with, quiet delight to
see 1t and to see the effect on her ia
Their. For the colonel, confused in his
mind as to how it might be true. re-
luctantly acknowledged that there
must be something Of importance
about this Chevalier Beaupre, that
prince should treat him as a brother.
He believed that 1t would be best to
treat him--he also-at least as q gen.
tleman. So the French lessons were
continued and the Jefferson troop was
encouraged, and Francois was asked
often to Roanoke house. And as the
months rolled on he tried with every
thoughtful and considerable effort tc
express to the little lady of the manor
his gratitude for the goodness OF her
family. 1t troubled him more than
little that the early friendliness and
intimacy OF Harry Hampton seemed to
be wearing off. The boy did not come
so often to Carnifax, and when he
came he did not stay for hours. for
days sometimes, as was his way at
first He was uneasy with his friend.
and his friend wondered and did not
understand, but hesitated to push a
way into the lads heart. He will
tell me in time," thought Francois.
and, sure of his own innocence, wait
ed for the time.
Meantime he was going home. Go
ing. much against the advice OF the
Norfolk doctor, who warned him that
he was not yet well or strong, that
the out-of-door life In the mild Vir-
ginia climate should be continued per
haps for two years more, before he
went back to the agitation and effort
of Bonapartist agent in France. But
he could not wait; he must see his old
home, his mother. his father, and all
the unforgotten faces. He longed to
watch the black lashes curl upward
from the blue Of Alixe's eyes. He
longed to hear her clear voice with
its boyish note Of courage. 1t would
put new life into him. that voice. 1t
was seven years now and more since
he had left them all at days notice
to 60 to Pietro In Italy-to a living
death OF FIVE years, to many undream-
ed of happenings. The fever was on
him and he must go home.
There was to be a celebration for
the new and very fashionable cavalry
troop &c uhAsh Francois was the I'M
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02
CLEVER WIFE
Knew How to Keep Peace In Family.


II is quite significant, the number OF
persons who get well of alarming
heart trouble when they let up on cot
fee and use Postum as the beverage at
meals.
There is nothing surprising about 1t,
however, because the harmful alkaloid
--caffeine-in coffee is not present In
Postum, which is made of clean. hard
wheat
Two years ago / was having so
much trouble with my heart" writes
lady in Washington, that at times
| felt quite alarmed. My husband took
me to specialist to have my heart
examined.
THE doctor said he could find no
organic trouble but said my heart was
irritable from something ! had been
accustomed to, and asked me to try
and remember what disagreed with
me.
Il remembered that coffee always
soured on my stomach and caused me
trouble from palpitation OF the heart.
So stopped coffee and began to use
Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-04-02

said Lucy Hampton, standing by Blue
bird and watching as the negroes
placed the bars. IF horse refused
and turned sharp and was foolish, he
might go over. And the bank is
steep"
Lucy, you are grandmotherly per
son." Clifford Stewart-who was an
other girl-threw at her. You would
like them all to ride in wadded wool
dressing gowns, and to have a wall
padded with cotton batting to guard
them" And Lucy smiled and believed
herself overcautious.
The excited horses came dancing up
to the barriers and lifted and were
over, with or without rapping, but not
one, for the first round, refusing.
Then the bars were raised six inches;
six inches in mid-air is a large space
when one must jump it. Caperton
Bayly went at it first; his mother
watched breathless as he few for
ward, sitting erect, intense, his young
eyes cleaning. Over went his great
horse Traveller, and over the next and
the next-all of them; but the white
heels had struck the top bar twice
the beautiful. spirited performance
was not perfect. Harry Hampton
came next; all of the kindly multitude
gazed eagerly, hoping that the boy to
whom life had given less than the
others might win this honor he want,
ed The first bars without rapping;
the second; and suppressed sound OF
satisfaction. which might soon be a
great roar of pleasure, hummed over
the field. Black Hawk came rushing,
snorting, pulling up to the third jump,
the jump where Lucy stood. And as
he came a little girl, high in a car
rage, chariot as one said then, -four
ished her scarlet parasol in the air,
and lost hold Of 1t, and it flew like a
huge red bird into the course, close
to the hurdle. And Black Hawk,
strung to the highest point Of his
thoroughbred nerves, saw, and a hor-
ror OF the flaming living thing, as it
seemed. caught him, and he sweryed
at the bar and bolted-bolted straight
for the steep slope.
A gasp went up from the three hun
dred, four hundred people; the boy
was dashing to death; no one stirred;
every muscle was rigid-the specta-
tors were paralyzed. Not all Fran
co.'s from his babyhood had known
how to think quickly, and these boys
were his pride and his care; he had
thought of that possible danger which
Lucy had forseen; when the jumping
began, mounted on his mare Aquarelle,
he was posted near the head OF the
slope, not twenty yards from the hur-
die, to be at hand in any contingency.
When Harry's horse bolted, one touch
put Aquarelle into motion. Like a
line of brown light she dashed at right
angles to the runaway--a line drawn
to intercept the line of Black Hawks
flight. There was silence over the