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134 The Indian Advocate.
at TlTTfr 1! Catholic Kentuckv II : ? t ft If you walk to-day upon the broad, undulating Kentucky fields, beholding on all sides churches, schools, houses, cities, towns and villages, you feel instinctively bound to recall the past its toils, its struggles, its hopes and tears and prayers. The broad fields are about us, but other hands made them possible. Church windows flash in the setting sun, but once there were no churches; peaceful convents gleam across the wide meadows, but other lives were consecrated toward fash ioning these. Everywhere is peace, life, plenty. The old civilization has passed away The new is with us; yet the old shaped the new, and, if we look back to it through the mellow haze of years, how beautiful it was! How full of toil, and prayer and strength! Beholding its purity, endeavor and self sacrifice, we can but feel these shapets of the new were holy and their work a blessed one. Beginning in the twilight, they laid the foundation for an edifice upon which future genera tions shall look with pride and wonder. To-day, Catholic Kentuckians, contemplating the heroic struggles of the past, are thrilled with gratitude, remembering "These people were my forefathers!" "All this my grandfather saw!" or, "Thus my grandmother did when she was young!" Thus does our Faith become a holy thing, knit with the heroic past, and as sociated with a train of holy memories that pass like strains of mellow music. Curiously enough, probably the first white man that ever touched Kentucky soil was a Catholic and a priest. It is now doubtful if the expedition of Col. Wood, the English explorer, ever came within the limits of the State. As time goes by the tradition of the twenty-three Spaniards who met death at In dian hands fades into the mythic, yet the written record of