The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1915-08-07

yOu, Ivy Aduy: AudI d1A CdA S6y,
only am greatly obliged to you
wait moment, If you please. Do
you know, my good woman, that tits
sin to adore idols?'
"'But l don't adore IDOLS And
Mary Strengthened herself up.
"'It was Father Mahony himself
may God give him the light of heav-
en-who taught me to say the rosary,
and explained the meaning Of it as
WE'LL
II smiled with pity and said to her:
You should read your Bible, my poor
creature, and not allow yourself to
be tyrannized over and bewitched by
your priests
The pious Irish woman had forgot
ten her shyness, for she began to
laugh.
"'Sure my lady, l can't read at all,
but l know as much about my reli-
gion as anybody and her fingers ca
ressed the black stones of her beads.
I know very we'll you are making
fun of me. Well, never mind. This
is what my beads teaches me, this
is what l read And in a voice loud
and clear her eyes shining the while,
she began:
"'Do you see this crucifix? Well,
when 1 look at it think how Jesus
died for me on Calvary. l think of
all His wounds, of all His sufferings,
and l say: "Sweet Jesus, give me
the grace never to offend you," and
she fervently kissed the cross.
CHOW, do you see this big bead
and these smaller ones? That tells
me there is only one God, and in
that one God there are three persons.
You can see there are also six big
beads in the rosary and a medal,
which reminds me of tabernacle
1--WE listened in awe and silence,
and Glare had drawn nearer to the
old woman.
"'These six large beads remind
me that there are six commandments
of the Church besides the command.
ments of God, and that must keep
Them and the holy woman began to
say them, then stopped to take
breath.
CHOW, the rosary in itself is com
posed of fifteen mysteries in honor OF
the Mother of God-five joyful and
she enumerated them, five sorrow.
full and she named them, five glori'
ous,' and in enumerating the latter
her voice was raised. Then she add
ed:
"'When l go about the world try
ing to earn my living honestly. say
the joyful mysteries. When the days
work is hard, and l ask myself
whether will have any supper, re-
peat the sorrowful mysteries, and
say to myself: MARY Feenan, why
are you uneasy? Sure all this will
end one day, and God will give you
His grace in the finish" And when
l have bravely surmounted my diff
oulties, the least that can do is tc
recite the glorious mysteries in honor
of her who is the Mother of all. AND
this is how spent my life.'
"tLet us go; we have heart
enough said my husband. Give this
poor creature her beads and let hel
co.
mot one of us cared to speak o.
the wonderful things we had heard
but asked myself was that the re
ligion l had been taught to despise'
often saw Mary again. She cheer
fully gave me her dear Rosary beads
when l asked her for them. At las
the day came when I asked p tt
instruct me for baptism.
when l had been received into thu
Catholic Church told my husband
of the fact. He was very angry, more
angry than 1 had ever seen him. Blu
] waited and prayed, and after some
weeks he said to me: Go to YOU
church if you will; the children ant
l will go to ,ours.' The time passed
thus, until one Subway morning
said in my turn: Come with mt
today, Harry
"He yielded, and before the end o.
that year had the unspeakable hap
piness of seeing my seven children
and their father received into thu
bosom of the Catholic Church."
Lady finished speaking.
"And that is how you have always
the old Irish woman's beads about
you" 1 said, after a moments 81
lence.
always, Father. And very Otter
on my reception days some lady o.
my acquaintance comes to examine
the stones of my beads. oh, Lady
- what strange stones! Have
they come from 1ndia?'
Ono, not from India
care they very precious?'
ooh very, very precious! The!
are worth millions to me-
"And when have fully reused tn
curiosity of my questioner relate t.
her this story just as have told
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