The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1917-06-23

sound by chaste and natural life.
But she was a woman. And she did
what any woman would do who was
mad clean through" yet had too
much respect for the company present
to speak out her mind-she dropped
into the nearest chair and fumbled for
her handkerchief, while hot, angry
tears ran down her cheeks. With the
swiftness of lightning the priests man
ner changed. There was serious work
before him. Now was the moment to
exert all his power to save one of his
young parishioners-yes, 'the very
pick of the f1ock'-from a step that
might destroy her happiness in this
life and her hopes for the life to
come.
Sadie Boland, he said, why are
you bringing grief to your poor old
father and mother?"
Sadie blurted out:
I'm not doing anything to them.
They're just looking for something to
make fuss about. If they don't like
my way of acting, I'll go! That's
what I'll do: I'll go! / told them SO,
too"
you told them, you'll go! Yes, and
furthermore" supplemented Father
Casey, you asked one of the girls at
the store to get you a place in her
boarding house, and you intend to
move in there tomorrow evening"
(She shot glance at him as if to say:
How did you learn my secretly,
Sadie, do you think-if you would
try-do you think you could picture to
yourself how your parents will feel at
this hour tomorrow night when they
realize that you have left them-and
left them with bitterness in your heart
and words of anger on your ips?"
She tried to fan her anger once
more into flame in order to drive out
the thought of pity he suggested.
They'll be mighty glad to be rid of
me. They keep me down like little
schoolgirl, and won't stand for it. /
made them a fair offer; told them
that if they would give me room for
myself and let me come and so as I
have right to da. I would pay my
board. Then the two of them went
right up in the air. You would think
| had proposed murder orz-or-to rob
church. And so made up my mind
to go!
you offered to pay your board" re-
peated Father Casey slowly. Let me
see: That means that you offered to
do for your own father and mother
just what you would do for any
stranger-for any heather or Jew
that would feed you. Sadie, are you
proud to think you made this offer"
We'll, I earn more money than dad
or Ed or Will. and I still have to trot
home with my wages and hand them
in to ma as though were a baby. III
/ keep out couple of dollars for my
self, she wants me to account for
every penny, and then she never
stops nagging about my extravaganza.
I guess have a right to my own
money"
Times are hard, Sadie. Your mother
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with such a large family to provide
for; and there's. the rent and the coal
and the clothing and all that. Then
there are the fees for the specialist
who is treating your little crippled
sister, Rosaleen. Besides they are try
ing to put Joe through college, and
the little ones must have their books
and their school money. And just
while your good mother is lying awake
of nights worrying about how she can
meet the next payment. you up and
say: I'll go. Sadie, the law Of God
commands you to. help those in need.
This law is doubly strict when those
in need are your own flesh and blood.
II you leave home In this foolish ftE