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The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24

narrow white bed, holding out his
hand.
A hand, emaciated almost to trans
parency, was--after long minutes
pause slowly lifted to his; a pair of
great sunken dark eyes met the keen
ones bent upon the wasted face.
How did you know?" he whispered.
Father Burke sat down beside the
bed, still holding the waxen fingers.
When did you leave the Church ?"
he asked, very gently.
Twenty years ago"
"Out here?"
mo; in England"
WAS 1.-THE usual reason?"
The shadowy face flushed darkly
mo, it was not" said the sick man,
firmly; there was nothing of that
sort, and never has been.''
Thank God for that" said Father
Burke. "Then, WHAT"
..''I just lost the faith. i lost it.
The voice trailed. off into silence,
the gray head turned restlessly on
the pillow. III.
We'll soon set that right!'' said
Father Burke. -. r
How did it end?" asked one of the
half-dozen priests to whom for the
first and last time in his life Father
Burke told the story, for a special
reason, many years later.
Like this" said the old priest. GAS
soon as / had heard his confession
and given him the Last Sacramento
he was, you understand, in periculo
mortis, l went straight off to the
Archbishop. who was just then at
Madras, and told him the whole story
He Immediately, without losing a mo-
ment, obtained special leave from the
Holy Father for Father to say
Mass. (E1e had, of course, adopted
another name.)"
did it come in time, the permits
sion?"- asked a French priest.
Eyes, Father. 1t came at once
Father was so much better thai
he had been moved to the .Archbish
ops house, and served that Mas:
in the Archbishops private chapel"
Father Burke broke off. "Ant
them he added, almost inaudibly, che
died, while he was making his thanks
giving HFF
RAYMOND Roger. in the RosarD Magazine
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The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24
THE SISTERS OF THE BLESSED
SACRAMENT.

The Community of the Sisters of
the Blessed Sacrament was instituted
in 1891 for mission work among the
Indians and colored people, exclusive
ly. The constitutions of the Sister
hood were solemnly approved by Pope
Plus X in 1907. Since it's very begin
ming these devoted women have been
Angels of the Good Tidings to thou
sands of poor souls among the lndi-
ans and the Negroes of the United
States.
The central figure and prime mover
in the work has been Mother Ka-
Uterine (DrexeD. She and several
companions made two years noviti-
ate in the Motherhouse of the Sis
tiers of Mercy, in Pittsburgh, and from
there started out in Gods Name to
instruct the "other sheep that are
not of this fold
In these % years of its existence
great things have been accomplished
Over 200 young ladies, from all over
the United States, have heard the
CALL" and have come to associate
themselves with the work, bringing
with them the gifts with which God
has blessed them, of heart and mind
Having prepared themselves for the
special work in the novitiate at Corn
wells, Pa, they have been sent, to the
West and the South, bearing the mes
sage of Salvation and Gods Love tt
the peoples who have felt mans I'm
kindness and selfishness most keenly
Mother Katherine has, out of hel
own resources, built and equipped ovel
SO schools in which thousands of In
dian and colored children are to-day
drinking in the knowledge of God anC
His Law from the lips of these de
voted women. These schools teacl
not only the things of religion bu
also give a good education and trade
to the poor children. They learn tt
work and the man or woman WHIT
works intelligently is already far ad
yaneed in civilization.
OF the congregation Cardinal Glib
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24
cRlsAR's "LIFE OF LUTHER"

1t is interesting to note the per-
plexity caused to thinking Protestants
by Father Grisar's Luther every
sentence carefully documented, so
that his own deductions need hardly
be taken into account. Nowhere, per-
haps, is this embarrassment more
faithfully reflected than in an article
written by the Protestant theologian
Lie. Braun for the Evangelische
Kirchenzeitung, March 80, 1913, as fol-
lows:
THE reading of Grisar should af-
ford food for reflection to us Evan
gelical theologians. With strips from
our own skin the Catholic author has
pieced together his Luther H W
small the Reformer has become ac-
cording to the Luther studies OF our
own Protestant investigators! How his
merits have shrivelled up! We be-
lieved that we owed to him the spirit
of liberation and liberty of conscience
Not in the least! We recognize in his
translation of the Bible masterpiece
stamped with the impress of original
ity-We may be happy now if it is not
plainly called plagiarism! We Ven
Grated in him the father of the popular
school system-a purely fictitious
greatness which we have no right to
claim for him! We imagined that we
found in Luther's words splendid sug-
gestions for a rational treatment OF
poverty and that a return to MIN
would bring us back to the true prln-
ciples of charity-but the laurels do
not belong to him, they must be con-
coded to the Catholic Church! We
were delighted to be assured that this
great man possessed an insight into
national economics marvellous for his
day-but unbiased investigation
forces the confession that there were
many indications of retrogressive ten
lencies in his economic views!
Did we not conceive of Luther as
the founder of the modern State? Yet
in all that he said upon this subject
there was nothing of any value which
was at all new; as for the rest, by
making the king an absolute Patrl-
arch he did not in the least improve
upon the coercive measures employed
by the theocracy of the middle ages.
Just think of it, then, all these con-
illusions come to us from the mouth OF
Protestant theologians! Grisar gives
book and page for them. What is still
more amazing, all these Protestant his
torians continue to speak of Luther in
tones of admiration, in spite of the ad-
missions which love of truth COM
pels them to make. Looking upon the
results of their work thus gathered
together, we cannot help asking the
question, What, then, remains of
Luther?' Verify, the praises chanted
to him sound hollow in our ears, while
at the same time we see jewel after
jewel plucked from his crown"
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24
THE oRLATE SISTERS OF PRoVI-
DENcE.

In 1929, July End, Father Joubert,
Sulpician Father of Baltimore, es-
tablished four young colored women
into the Sisterhood of the Ohlates of
Providence. The constitution and
rules which he gave them were ap-
proved two years later by Pope Greg
DRY XVI. ~. 80
The work mapped out for this new
Community was to conduct schools
for colored girls, to care for orphans
and to seek and protect erring ones
among the colored population.
These holy women have been
modestly and piously pursuing these
ends for IS years.
In the city of Baltimore they first
opened an orphan asylum and board
ing school for colored girls which
has continued to give a Catholic edu-
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24
THE sANcTITY OF THE CHURCH.

In his work on Catholicism, Roman
and Anglican" Professor A. M. Fair
burn, non-Catholic, speaks as follows
about the sancity of the Church:
Il freely admit the pre-eminence OF
Catholicism as an historical institu-
ton: here she is without rival, or a
peer. If to be at once the most per-
manent and extensive, the most plas-
tic, and infexible ecclesiastical organ
ization, were the same thing as the
most perfect embodiment, and vehicle
of religion, then the claim of Cath
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-24

AS all blessings have been restored
to the guilty world by the Incarnation,
all these things are maintained in all
times ana everywhere by the Eucha-
rist.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18
WIFE WILL WISH
HIS THIRST AWAY
Her Mere Desire Means |Prest0!
and She Has It," Says
Husband.
SHE IS A REAL INK
Teamster Tells Judge There Never
Was Such Wisher as His Wife
Gould Have Aiaddin's Lamp
II She Wanted Il.

Chicago.-"My wife," affirmed Fred
Kaczmarek in the court of domestic re-
lations, has everything in the world
she wants All she's got to do is wish,
and presto! she's got it. What she's
hauled me into court for can't make
out"
Drunkenness and non-support are
the charges" explained the clerk.
Kaczmarek looked Disguised.
Nov, amt that just like woman"
he demanded. Haul me into court
for things that are her own fault. IL
she wants me to cut out liquor all she's
got to do is wish. If she wants to be
supported she can wish for that, too.
If she wished was an alderman, sup
pose I'd have to be one. ] tell you.
Judge. you never saw wisher like my
wife"
Never Wished for This
"Has she ever wished for Aladdin's
lamp" inquired the court.
Il don't know whether she has or
not, Judge. but believe me, she could
have it If she wanted to. She could
have any kind of lamp. She could
have an indirect lighting lamp in the
kitchen and in the cellar If she sim
ply wished for it.
Another time she says to me: You
loafer, I hope you dislocate your
shoulder and so of course had to do
It.
Wished Horse to Step on Him.
Then she said she wished the horse
would step on me, and l couldn't get
away from that horse to save my
neck.
"She amt a regular wife at all.
Judge; she's a jinx; she's witch;
she's regular fate!"
do you think" inquired the court.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18
HOGS ATTACK A POSTMASTER
Barefoot, Indiana Man Races for His
Life From Heat-Crazed
Animals.

Muncie, Ind.-A drove of hogs,
crazed by the heat, would have killed
Emory ]. Midday, postmaster of Mum
Gle, had they been able to get at him
as he lay in hammock on his farm,
he says.
The hogs, which had been acting
queerly, charged him. Midday crawled
into the higher part of the hammock
and sat hrddled there as he called for
help, the animals, in the meantime,
standing on their hind feet in an ef-
fort to reach him.
Finally the hogs noticed Niday's
shoes and socks, which were on the
ground. and devoured them. While
the attention of the hogs were thus
distracted Midday leaped from the
hammock and raced at top speed for
the nearest fence, pursued by the ami
mails. He fell over the fence in safe
ty, and, barefooted, hurried to town
n Wis automobile.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

the night Waterman. Wanted to get
my mail out of the way" Her eyes
searched T. A. Bucks serene face.
Then she leaned forward, earnestly.
Haven't you seen the morning pa.
pers?'
Just a mere glance at 'em. Picked
up Burrows on the way down, and we
got to talking. Why?"
THE Rasmussen-W Welsh Skirt COM
pany has failed. Liabilities three
hundred thousand. Assets one hun
dred thousand"
Failed! Good Cod" All the
rosy color, all the brisk morning fresh
ness had vanished from his face.
Failed! Why, girl, / thought that
concern was as solid as Gibraltar"
He passed a worried hand over his
head. That knocks the wind out of
my sails"
Don't let it. Just say that it fills
them with a new breeze. I'm all the
more sure that the time is ripe for
my plan"
T. A. Buck took from vest pocket
a scrap of paper and fountain pen,
slid down in his chair, crossed his
legs, and began to scrawl meaningless
twists and curlycues, as was his wont
when worried or deeply interested.
Are you as sure of this scheme of
yours as you we're yesterday"
Sure" replied Emma McChesney,
briskly. "Sartin-sure."
Then fire away"
Mrs. McChesney leaned forward
breathing trifie fast. Her eyes were
fastened on her listener.
Here's the plan. Well make feath,
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

And, Charmed" replied T. A. Buck.
his years and breeding standing him
in good stead now.
Emma McChesney laid a kindly
hand on the girls shoulder. Turn
slowly, please. Observe the absence
of unnecessary fullness about the hips,
or at the knees. No wrinkles to show
there. No man will ever appreciate
the fine points of this little garment,
but the women!
do you mean to tell me-" burst
from the long-pent T. A. Buck, that
you wear 'em too?"
Crazy about em. Miss La Moves,
will you just slip on your street skirt
please?"
She waited in silence until the de-
mure Miss La Noyes reappeared. A
narrow, straight-hanging wrinkleless
cloth skirt covered the much discussed
undergarment. Turn slowly, please.
Thanks. You see, Mr.. Buck? Not q
wrinkle. No bunchiness. No Jumps.
No crawling up about the knees.
Nothing but ease, and comfort. and
trim good looks"
T. A. Buck passed his hand over his
head in a dazed, helpless gesture.
There was something pathetic in his
utter bewilderment and >helplessness
in contrast with Emma McChesney's
breezy self-confidence, and the show
girls cool poise and unconcern.
wait minute" he murmured, al
most pleadingly. Let me ask cou-
pie of questions, will you?"
Questions? A hundred. That
proves you are interested"
well, then, let me ask this young
lady the first one. Miss-er-La
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

"F1ne!" beamed Emma McChesney.
"Just store that up. will YOU? And
don't let 1t filter out at your finger
tips when / begin to talk tomorrow"
well have lunch together, Ell? And
talk 1t over then socially"
Mrs. McChesney closed the glass
door of the case with a bang.
mo, thanks. My office at $780,"
T. A. Buck followed her to tho
door. "But why not lunch? You new.
er will take lunch with me. Ever so
much more comfortable to talk things
over that way"
when talk business" said Emma
McChesney, pausing at the threshold,
81 want to be surrounded by bust
ness atmosphere. want the scene
all set-one practical desk, two prac-
tical chairs, one telephone, one letter
basket, one selfflling fountain pen,
ct cetera. And when l lunch / want
to lunch, with nothing weightier on
my mind than the question as to
whether I'll have chicken livers saute
or creamed sweetbreads with mush-
rooms"
That's no reason" grumbled T. A.
That's an excuse"
ut will have to do, though" replied
Mrs. McChesney abruptly, and passed
out as he held the door open for her.
He was still standing in the doorway
after her trim, erect figure had disap-
peared into the little Office across the
hall.
The little scarlet leather clock on
Emma McChesney's desk pointed to
1929 a. m when there entered her
Office an Immediately CARRIED, mirac'
ulously shaver, healthily rosy young
ish-middle-aged man who looked ten
years younger than the harassed
frowning T. A. Buck with whom she
had almost quarreled the evening be-
fore. Mrs. McChesney was busily die
tating to a sleek little stenographer
The sleek little stenographer glanced
up at T. A. Bucks entrance. The
glance, being feminine one, EN-
braced all of T. AS good points and
approved them from the tips of his
modish boots to the crown of his
slightly bald head, and including the
creamy-white flower that reposed in
his buttonhole.
Morning." said Emma McChes
ney, looking up briefly. "Be with you
in a minute. and in reply
would say we regret that you have
had trouble with No. 339. 1t is impos
sible to avoid pulling at the seams
in the lower grade silk skirts wher
they are made up in the present scant
style. Our Mr. Spalding warned you
Of this at the time of your purchase
We will not under any circumstances
consent to receive the goods if they
, are sent back on our hands. Yours
sincerely. That1l be all, Miss Casey
She swung around to face her visi
tor as the door closed. If &. A. Bucl
looked ten years younger than he ha(
the afternoon before, Emma McChes
ney undoubtedly looked five years old
er. There were little, worried, sag
ging lines about her eyes and mouth
T. A. Bucks eyes had followed the
sheaf of signed cor espondence, ant
the well-filled pad OF more recent die
tation which the sleek little stenog
rapher had carried away with her.
! Good Lord! 1t looks as though 20,
had stayed down here all night"
Emma McChesney smiled little
YEARLY. mot quite that. But l wal
here this morning in time to gree
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

Noyes, do you honestly and truly like
this garment? Would you buy one
if you saw it in shop Window"
Miss La Noyes' answer came trip
pingly and without hesitation. She
did not even have to feel of her back
hair first.
Say, I'd go without my lunch fol
a week to get it. Mrs. McChesIiey says
l can have this pair. l can't wait till
our prima donna sees 'em. SHE'LL hate
me till she's got dozen like EN-"
Next" urged Mrs. McChesney
pleasantly.
But T. A. Buck shook his head
That's all. Only"
Emma McChesney patted Miss La
Noyes lightly on the shoulder, and
smiled dazzlingly upon her. "Rur
along, little girl. You've done beau
tifully. And many thanks"
Miss La Noyes, appearing in anoth
er moment dressed for the street
stopped at the door to bestow frank
ly admiring smile upon the abs tracted
president of the company, and a crate
full one upon its pink-cheeked secre
tary.
Hope you'll come and see our show
some evening. You won't know me al
first, because l wear blonde wig in
the first scene. Third from the left
front row." And to Mrs. McChesney
Il cer'nly did hate to get up so early
this morning, but after you're up il
amt so fierce. And it cer'nly was
easy money. Thanks"
Emma McChesney glanced quickly
at T. A., saw that he was plant
enough for the molding process, and
deftly began to shape, and bend, an6
smooth and pat.
Lets sit down, and unravel the
kinks in our nerves. Now, il you de
favor this new plan-oh, l mean after
you've given it consideration, and al
that! Yes, indeed. But if you do,
think it would be good policy to starr
the game in-say-Cleveland. The
Kaufman-Oster company of CLEVELAND
have big, snappy, up-to-the-minute
store. Well get them to send ou
announcement cards. Something neat
and fattering-looking. See? Little
stage all framed up. Scene set tt
show a bedroom or boudoir. Then
thin girls, plump girls, short girls
high girls. They'll go through all the
PAGES. We won't only show the knick
erbockers: we demonstrate how the
ordinary petticoat punches and crawls
up under the heavy plush and velvet
top skirt Well show 'em in street
clothes, evening clothes, Afternoon
frocks. Each one In different shade
of satin knicker. And silk stocking:
and cunning little slippers to match
The store will stand for that. It's {
big ad for them, too"
Emma McChesney's hair was slight
ly tousled. Her cheeks were car
mine. Her eyes glowed.
Don't you see! Don't you get it
Can't you feel how the things goini
to take hold?"
"By Gad!" burst from T. A. Buck
I'm darned If / don't believe your
right-almost-But are you sure tina
you believe"
Emma McChesney brought one littl'
white fist down into the palm Of tn
other hand. Sure? Why, I'm D.
sure that when ! shut my eyes c.,
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18
KILLS BIG FISH WITH PISTOL
Nine-Foot Catch So Vicious Revolver
Has to Be Emptied Into
Its Head.

Clarksdale, Miss.-A garfish weigh
ing 1877 pounds and measuring nine
feet was brought to this city by Sam
Antoine.
The fish was caught in the old bed
of the Sunfiower river. few miles
from this city, and fought so violently
that pistol had to be emptied into
its head before it could be drawn from
the water.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

in the last year and half, T. A. Ju-
nior-that-was, but there's one thing
you haven't mastered. When will you
learn to believe in Emma McChes-
ney?'
She was out of the Office before he
had time to answer, leaving him stand
ing there.
In the dusk of late winter eve
ming just three weeks later, man
paused at the door of the unlighted Of
flee marked Mrs. McChesney." He
looked about a moment, as though
dreading detection. Then he opened
the door, stepped into the dim quiet
of the little room, and closed the
door gently after him. Everything in
the tiny room was quiet, neat, order
ly. 1t. seemed to possess something
of the character of its absent owner.
The intruder stood there moment,
uncertainty, looking about him. Then
he took a step forward and laid one
hand on the back of the empty chair
before the closed desk. He shut his
eyes and it seemed that he felt her
firm, cool, reassuring grip on, his fin
gers as they clutched the wooden
chair. The impression was 30 strong
that he kept his eyes shut, and they
were still closed when his voice broke
the silence Of the dim, quiet little
room.
Emma McChesney," he was saying
aloud, Emma McChesney, you grea!
big, fine, brave, wonderful woman
you! believe in you now! DAD and
! / both believe In you"
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18
Baby FondIes Poison Snake.

Lancaster, PA two-year-old son
of Mr.. and Mrs. Joseph Gehman OF
Bowmansville, while playing in the
yard, was bitten by a c0pperhead-
The little fellow picked up the snake.
and it struck its fangs deep in hts
flesh. His screams attracted mem
bers Of the family, who killed the
snake.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-18

that you can keep sober now and
support your wife if release you on
3rob0tion?"
st all depends on her, Judge" said
Kaczmarek, with a shrug. IF she
hopes I'll be sober / cant help it,
and If she wishes for my pay l can't
1old out a dime"
Take your husband home and
WISH" ordered the court. addressing
Mrs. KacZmarek. Next case"
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-01-13
Would Have Judges Serve
Sentences Before Sitting

NEW YORK. Jan. 13-Before ne is
permitted to send a prisoner to jail.
Alfred E. Ommew, a former city mag
istrate. would have every Judge serve
a thirty-day sentence in a penal in
stitution. He made this suggestion
last night at meeting Of the Society
of Medical Jurisprudence.
what does an ordinary Judge know
of prison? What method can he have
of Judging proper punishment for
an offense If he does not know what
the punishment is like? Once. when
1 was Judge. l sentenced men to the
limit on Blackwell's Island. One day
I took a trip over there. just thinking
it might be well to know what I was
doing. ! spent one day on the island
and went through the program. Af-
ter that / was inclined to be lenient."
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-01-13
Keeper GOred to Death in
Battle With Maddened Deer

BABYLON, L. l., Jan. 13.-In a
desperate fight with herd of mad
dened deer, led by big buck, Pat
rick Koran, a keeper in the deer
park on the late Edwin Hawley's
estate at West Islip, was gored to
death yesterday. No one saw the
battle, but a bloodstained pitchfork,
a broken club, ground torn up for
many rods and wounds on the deer
themselves were evidences of the
terrific struggle Of the aged man for
his life.
Koran left his home, little cot
tage on the estate owned by Miss
Margaret Hammond, ward of Mr..
Hawley, early this morning to attend
to his duties in the deer park When
he did not return for lunch at noon,
as he had done for years, his daugh-
ter became alarmed and notified the
superintendent. After a long search
Horan's body was found BY the
side of the body was the pitch fork,
with which the old man evidently
had done good service. Near that
was a cane he usually carried,
broken in two.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-01-13
Vice Committee Declares
N. Y. Is Improving Morally

NEW YORK. Jan. 13.-The Com
mittee of Fourteen. organized in 1910
to fight, commercialized vice in New
York city, in its annual report. made
public today. contends that the city is
showing steady improvement in its
morals and that conditions have
changed for the better in many par
ticulars To start with the police de-
partment gets a clean bill of health
''The change in the outward moral
conditions of the city noted in the
last report as occurring since the
Rosenthal murder, has continued so
that, in the parlance of the under
world, the lid has been on for a
year." stated the report.
The committee says its work during
1913 cost about $1,000 Andrew Car
negie. James B. Ford. Edward S.
Hardness. Mrs. d. Willis James and
John d. Rockefeller. jr.. gave $1,000
apiece. Smaller contributions made
up the remainder.