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title: 'The Indian advocate. ([Sacred Heart, Okla.]) 1???-1910, February 01, 1910, Page 469, Image 9',
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THE INDIAN ADVOCATE 469
satisfy her on any point, or trace any sign of relationship,
she arose with a little sigh to depart. In leaving she re
marked that she hoped she had found a friend, although
she had expected to meet a relative, however distant.
I willingly agreed with her and invited her to call again.
Just at the door, she said, 1 have been in your church
seveial times, Father, and admired greatly the evident
sincerity of your people, but it is such an unintelligible
series of ceremonies, I mean your public worship, that al
though it is very beautiful it is quite mysterious and in
comprehensible. The next time I call, will you kindly ex
plain some of your worship to me?"
"With the greatest pleasure," I said. "In the meantime
I will give you a favorite little book of mine, Miss Wildman,
and you will read it and tell me what you think of it?" I
gave her the ' 'Faith of our Fathers. " She thanked me
I went back to my study feeling greatly interested and
not a little amused. It was a fact, my busy parish-work
had robbed me of all desire to trace relationships, and, as
for my distant kin in England, why, I did not remember
where my dear mother was born. I felt, however, that Miss
Wildman was sent to our rectory for some purpose and that
I must wait patiently until God's time for revealing it-
In the meantime I placed her in my prayers especially
at holy Mass. What a curious human nature we have.
Even an imaginary tie will awaken interest and roll back
the tide of years.
Miss Wildman did not return for several weeks. By that
time I had almost forgotten her. But at last she did pre
sent herself, and I went gladly to see her. After the usual
greetings, she plunged right into what was uppermost in
"Father," she said, "did you mean to upset my whole
fabric of religious belief when you placed that little book
in my hands?"
"Indeed I did not, my child." I answered, "I only meant
to give you some replies to the questions you asked me a-