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THE NEGRO CHILDREN OF THE
SOUTH.
"Hail, Holy Queen." Millions of
voices recite this beautiful prayer
throughout the Catholic world. Dur
ing the month of May it is the prayer
of prayers, for May is Mary's month
dedicated by the church to her honor.
It is a month the children love. They
gather flowers to lay at her feet they
present their childish petitions rely
ing on her love for them to get them
what they ask." She is the Mother
of God," the children tell you with
awe-struck eyes.
In the South the little negro chil
dren are learning the lesson too, of
love and devotion to Mary, "the
Mother of the Most High," but, alas!
how many unbaptized negro children
there are who have never heard the
word of God, and who are steeped in
the darkness of ignorance, who will
never hear of this beautiful devotion
except that we in the North come to
their assistance, by providing schools
and churches for them to hear God's
word as it is taught in the Gospel.
There are millions of these little
negro children in the South longing
for the light. Will you not try and
help educate them spiritually and
otherwise by providing parochial
schools?
It will be the greatest work of mercy
you ever did one which will reward
you spiritually a thousand fold. Write
or call on the Rev. John E. Burke,
Director General of Negro Missions,
Metropolitan Building, No. 1 Madison
avenue, New York City.
Don't waste a moment, but write at
once and help to swell the throng of
little voices who will cry out "Hail,
Holy Queen," in this sweet month of
May.:
FRANCISCANS IN INDIA.
Brother Anthony, O. F. M., of Bel
lary, India, writes the following:
"To all interested in the welfare of
the missions in India it is an un
doubted joy to see the number of mis
sioners increase from day to day. You
will be glad, I am sure, to know that
our little community here in Bellary
has had a small increase—an appreci
able one, nevertheless—in its strength,
as we had the happiness of seeing
one of our postulants receive the holy
habit of our seraphic father, St. Fran
cis, a few days ago. On the same
day one of the brothers made his
profession of perpetual religious vows,
and another renewed his annual vows.
May our dear Lord send us more sub
jects, for there is a sore need of a
much larger number of laborers in
this part of His vineyard. The num
ber of brotherhoods and of brothers
is but very small in India, and what
an amount of good work can be done
for our dear Divine Master's glory
and for the salvation of souls if these
numbers can be multiplied—say ten
fold at the least! Even a hundred
fold increase will be all too small
for the tremendous work in this land."
CORPUS CHRISTI PROCESSION IN
PAPUA.
The Island of Papua, or New
Guinea, is, with the exception of
Australia, the largest island on the
globe, being 1,300 miles in length. The
region was very little known until the
advent of the missionaries who
penetrated into the interior and
helped to open an almost inaccessible
tract of country. Papua is divided in
two great sections: Dutch New Guinea,
having a population of 650,190 of
whom 2,500 are Catholics, and British
New Guinea, with a population of
600,000 of whom 4,597 are converts to
the Faith.
In this distant island the Catholics,
though few in numbers, are fervent
in spirit as is indicated in their cele
bration of Corpus Christi. Reverend
L. F. McCarthy, M. S. H., describes,
in Catholic Missions, one such celebra
tion as follows:
At an early hour, on the 6th day of
J«ne, the feast of Corpus Christi, the
whole of the Mekeo district was astir.
In the Papuan Mission a general pro
fcession of the Blessed Sacrament is
each year solemnized in one of the
Tillages of this extensive district.
To make their village a fitting re
ceptacle for the King of Kings, to do
public honor to Our Common Lord and
Master, to outrival in pomp and in
splendor and in grandeur the feast of
the preceding year, is the aim of our
Catholic Papuans.
Beipaa, situated in the lowlands and
about twenty miles from the coast,
might be called the capital of Mekeo.
Here it was that the demonstration of
faith, about which I write, took place.
That the procession this year was to
be held at Beipaa was soon heralded
throughont the villages. All joyfully
prepared. Preparations, as the ap
pointed hour drew near, were given
their final touch, and the early dawn
of June 6th disclosed hundreds of
natives, wending their way to bow
down in humble adoration before their
Creator.
All the arrangements, in connec
tion with the procession, were in the
hands of that veteran and pioneer,
R. F. Vitale, M. S. H., a priest whose
twenty-five years of heroic work in
these tropics have merited for him a
unique distinction.
Among the villages represented, the
honor of heading the procession was
given t* Beipaa. The natives of this
village preceded by a standard bearer
carrying a banner of St Paul, their
Patron, marched in double file. Fol
lowing Beipaa came the representa
tives of a dozen other villages each
preceded by a banner indicating the
Saint under whose patronage it is
placed. Next in order came the
Brothers and Sisters in the habit of
their order, then the native chiefs
bearing torches next the Thurifer,
Cross-bearer and Acolytes, then the
native choir. Immediately after the
choir came the priests. The canopy,
carried by six natives, followed. Un
der the caaopy and carried by His
4Mtt
MISSION FIELDSA
i-VoMr
.Lordship, Fr. de Boismenu, M. S. H.,
was the Lord of Hosts. The R. F.
Desnoes, M. S. H., assisted as Deacon
and the R. E. A. Bailey, M. S. H., as
Subdeacon.
Nature has been beneficent to
Beipaa. Tropical growth has festooned
the scene of our narrative with all
that is luxuriant and beautiful. The
sun has not been forbidden to kiss
the village sward, nor has the soft
light of moon or stars been called to
halt at the tops of the giant cocoanuts.
Rather, here we find the forces of
nature in harmony, each force de
pending, as it were, upon the other
and rivaling only to augment each
other's beauty. The north, the south,
the east and the west side of the vil
lage had its altar. In decoration to
the eye of a white man, nature seemed
to have provided abundantly, but to
the native something more than his
daily environments must grace the.
altars of the Most High. Here at the
altar they show their faith in the
Blessed Sacrament. All that is prized,
all that is more to them than silver
or gold or precious stones, they lay at
the feet of their King. The brilliant
plumage, won from the much valued
birds of paradise, feathers of the
rarest and most beautiful birds of New
Guinea are interwoven, colors are
blended and arranged to produce
effects modest and magnificent.
As soon as the procession moved off,
the Pange Lingua was intoned and
immediately it was taken up by hun
dreds of voices. At the approach in
front of each altar the boys on one
side, the girls on the other, formed a
guard of honor. Their humble adora
tion as the Blessed Sacrament was
borne along, was an outward expres
sion of devout hearts and a testimony
to their belief in the real presence.
Benediction was given at each altar,
the usual benediction hymns being
sung. The Papuans have sweet voices
and keep perfect time, add to this
their keen ear for music and you have
a vague idea of a Papuan choir.
The ceremonies lasted nearly three
hours, so my readers might from this
and what I have written, form some
idea of their magnificence, some idea
of the fervent Catholic spirit reigning
in hearts, forty years ago beating in
the breasts of cannibals, and some
idea, too, of the future Catholicity of
this portion of the Church.
THE NECESSITY OF GIVING.
By nothing is the status of a person
more clearly shown than by what he
regards necessary. It goes without
saying that the rich man's necessities
are the poor man's luxuries. But what
is far more interesting to most of us
is the comparison of standards among
people of like income. We constantly
hear people say that they cannot
afford this or that, when we happen
to know that they have quite as much
to do with as we ourselves, and spend
money in many ways which we would
deem extravagant. There are women
who dress as we would never dream
of doing, who never have money for
books or magazines. Some spend on
vacation trips what others put into
rent. Some build houses, while others
run automobiles. In some families,
the education of the children is the
first necessity, while in others it is
expensive social life. In short, if we
know how people spend their incomes
we know the secret spring of their
lives.
It is foolish for any one to set up
an absolute standard for the propor
tioning of expenses. All this is a mat
ter of individual preference, and every
man is a rule unto himself to a very
considerable extent. Nevertheless it
is only human to observe and comment
on other's peculiarities. The most un
forgivable of all spending schemes is
that which shuts out all generosity to
others. The people who spend all on
themselves, with the constant excuse
that they cannot afford to give, cannot
but he despised. Giving should be re
garded as a necessity of life. To have
no church claims, no habits of charity,
no customs of gift making, no sharing
of pleasures with others, and no ways
of hospitality—this were poverty in
deed. Those who think they cannot af
ford these things are the poorest of
paupers. As a matter of fact, they can
not afford to live without them. No
one can know the fulness of life who
does not recognize the necessity of
giving.
(Continued from Page 3.)
ADVENTURE.
his life would end—and, would begin.
Adventure? To set forth upon a jour
ney from which no man had ever re
turned to go out alone where time
and space were not, nor air nor sound
nor aught of all that seemed so need
ful here to venture naked-souled be
yond the stars and into the presence
of God what exploits of what heroes
could stand beside it? And infallibly,
inevitably, happily or not, it was to
be his own adventure!
Long and avidly he considered this
and then came to wish to know, to
"think out for himself," all that he
could about this Other Country which
would at some time be his home.
Hence, came, therefore, his heart
searchings, and his custom of mental
prayer.
But if his method of procedure was
unusual, his experiences in his ascet
ical relations with God were not, and
unaided and untaught he passed alone
through some few at least of the
phases of tremulous, stammering joy
and acute torture (of doubt and
scrupulous fear) by which God heart
ens and then sears white the souls
whom He would draw to Himself.
Aridity, black beast of prayerful
hearts, came at last to cover him like
an evil cloud and in its dark night he
struggled and wasted his strength
with spendthrift abandon because
foolishly, but innocently, he had
spoken of his plight to no man, not
even to his Confessor. He found no
joy in thoughts of God, or (and this
indeed was the redeeming sign then)
in any created thing. He tossed back
and forth ceaselessly, between doubt
and self-reproach. He was parched
and a-thirst for the waters of conso
lation and God would not place one
cooling drop upon his soul. And then
—of all times!—came the tempta
tion.
For upwards of a year his employ
ers had watched him closely with a
view to promoting him to a certain
post of authoritative responsibility.
His youth, an obvious objection, was
offset by maturity of appearance and
manner, and his work throughout his
service had been eminently satis
factory, for (in the right and legitimate
sense) he had never permitted his
religion to interfere with his business.
Now it happened that a death or two
and a resignation had brought this
need of a responsible official acutely
to a head, and simultaneously with
the advent of his very blackest day
this position was offered to the youth
who, beneath smiling lips and placid
eyes, was tnen wrestling for his soul's
happiness with an angel. One quali
fication there was, a mysterious clause
in the written offer that had come to
him from the Company's President,
which referred to the "fulfillment of
certain conditions" as a requisite for
"permanent occupancy" of the office,
though neither in the offer itself or
later in the verbal interview with the
President which followed his grateful
acceptance of the new,honor, was any
mention made of possible impedi
ments. The young man ventured to
ask what the words might mean and
received some general and evasive an
swer which led him to believe that
merely the usual qualities of integrity
and capability had been intended. In
his new-found happiness he dismissed
the matter from his mind and entered
forthwith upon his larger .duties.
With his acceptance of the place a
peace and contentment settled upon
his mind quite unlike anything he had
of late experienced. The riot of fears
and scruples, which before had
coursed through his brain with occa
sional flashes of understanding of the
whole situation, now ceased absolute
ly. He was no longer pinioned and
pilloried by cruel doubt because his
mind found nothing before it to doubt
about. He did not care to make any
meditation even upon the Adventure
of Dying—and he was not troubled
that he did not care. His thoughts
were of the living eager and happy
thoughts. Once, in truth, in a reflect
ive moment, a pang of anxiety came to
him as to whether or not he was
really drifting away from God. But
the remembrance of his late tempest
uous stated decided him quite easily
(alas for his need of Direction!) to
believe that God's favor must be in
variably with a normal rather than
with an abnormal condition, and so,
to remove the occasion if not the
cause of such perturbation in the fu
ture, he resolved to "cut down on
praying" in the day, and, at least for
a time, to banish thoughts about Re
ligion as if they might be the very
promptings of the evil one. Certainly
as far as emotive or sensible results
were concerned the plan was happily
conceived. Nothing now troubled him.
Serene of mind and heart he gave
himself wholly and unreservedly t\
his work. And on the Sunday which
followed his promotion, he did not
approach the altar rail because he
did not feel prepared, as he told him
self, despite that his accustomed Con
fession had been made on the previous
night.
One week after he had been handed
the keys of his new desk he was
asked to remain after closing hour for
some special work by the private sec
retary of the company's president.
The work was soon dispatched and
the secretary, a smug man of middle
age, lolling in the president's chair
and smoking one of the president's
cigars, began there in the silent office
a conversation in reference to the
growth of the company's business
and the golden possibilities therein
for those who were loyal and true to
its service. He dilated on the neces
sity of unreserved fidelity and obedi
ence in those who would succeed and
said that no private interests, however
dear, should ever be allowed to stand
in the way of this, the greater good,
the company's and, indirectly, the in
dividual's advancement.
He took another cigar from the box
and lighted it—though the first he had
cast away half-smoked.
"Now as for yourself," he continued,
"Is it true that you are a Romanist?"
"I am a Catholic," answered the
young man.
"Well," said the secretary, "that's
a pretty narrow, screwed-down-tight,
closed corporation sort of a religion,
isn't it?"
He received no reply. He was not
deemed worthy of one. "I under
stand," he continued, "that you people
are opposed to fraternal unions and
social societies of all kinds—except
your own. Now that seems to me like
damn bigotry. I'm not a Catholic but
I've a lot of Catholic friends and I
certainly wouldn't hesitate about join
inga Catholic society if I saw that it
would be to my advantage to do so,
and I were invited to join one. Yet
you chaps are always whining about
the bigotry of other religions."
Still no reply came. The Catholic
youth was not unaccustomed to this
sort of argument and generally en
joyed such tilting because his shaft
was shod with truth and he knew it.
But today he felt singularly adverse
even to a friendly "row." His arguing
after all would effect nothing. Why
waste breath upon such a subject?
"Now look here," said the secretary
suddenly. "You know that everything
today is carried on by co-operation.
Men bury the hatchet and work to
gether and you have only to look at
New York city to see whether the
method is successful or not. We get
business by the friendly co-operation
of other men and to get it we our
selves have to help along the good
work too. One of the big assets of
our business is to be a Mason. And
the boss wants you to be one."
"A Freemason?" said the youth
faintly.
"Sure!" smiled the secretary, "one
of those happy chaps that have a
friendly grip and ride a goat and stick
to you through thick and thin for fare
thee well no matter where you're
stranded or broke in any part of this
little old world. I'm one, and I tell
you there's nothing on this earth like
it. Now here's the old man's proposi­
THE CATHOLIC BULLETIN, MAY
tion: you say the word and he'll pull
the ropes and get you in double quick
and then you'll be a native son and
he's tipped me off that as far as he
can fix it you're going to take the
escalator right up to the top, and
fast. Of course you'll have to cut
that being a Catholic—ab-so-lu-tely.
You'll have to renounce the Pope and
all his pomps, but that doesn't mean
that you'll have to take up with any
other special religion. You can be a
Shaker if you want to, or a New Cul
turist or the devil knows what
Now I can see by your lamps that
this thing has hit you pretty hard as
a surprise and I won't crowd you
for an answer tonight. But I might
as well tell you right here and now,
that unless you come across, you're
done for. The boss has a plan to let
you down easy (but oh so quick) by
shifting the force and making believe
to kill the need of the place you've
got now. As a matter of fact, he'll
re-name it and give it to Schoenfield,
and you'll be where you were before—
perhaps. Now think it over old man
and cheer up! You look as though
you'd lost your grandad. Don't be a
fool. These religions don't do any
thing for you in this world except take
your money and kid you into thinking
that you're going to be happy forever
after if you'll only pay up. Remember
what White was reading here yester
day—'Take the cash and let the credit
go.' Why I'd walk right out of the
Pearly Gates, I think, for the chance
you've got in your fist this minute!"
He put on cravenette and hat and
walked off whistling, and the Catholic
young man went down the long de
serted stairway and out into the rain
swept night.
Heedless of the weather, of the fact
that he was unprotected by coat or
umbrella, he walked on in the streets
through which he usually rode, fight
ing with clenched hands and set jaw,
an enemy which had reared its head
suddenly within his own heart. He
did not call upon God to help him.
As yet his will could do nothing but
say No—weakly and reasonlessly—to
the voice of the tempter. For "what
does it matter?" said this stranger
new-born in his soul. "You can still
be a Catholic secretly, in your heart.
These fellows will never know. You
can still receive—that is, you can still
be in sympathy with the Church send
it money in a quiet way and go to
the—that is, go to Mass whenever the
opportunity presents itself, as it sure
ly will very often. God will under
stand. He does not ask impossibili
ties of you and He does not wish to
ruin your whole future career now for
the matter of not joining a society in
which, after all, you have to admit,
the members are good and charitable
and Christian-like.
More of this and then—
''Think of going back to the old desk
—the disgrace of it before the office
boys—before the big men—before the
president who had tried to be so kind
—before the home folks, and.
Blinded with tears, sobbing in his
throat, he rushed up a nearby station
stairway and boarded the last car of
an elevated railway train just as the
gates were slamming. The platforms
were deserted, even the guard going
within for shelter against the driving
storm. The youth heeded nothing
save to push back his hat that the
rain might fall as a cooling draught on
his heated brow. It was better here
—up above the congested street. Here
he could begin to think and—God
knows he needed to do it—to pray
for light in this black desolation. He
stammered words aloud into the
storm to God. He told Him that he
did not wish to desert Him that he
wanted no created things, no honor,
no place, no interest ever to break
their friendship. He asked humbly
and sweetly for grace, for aid, for the
power of right reasoning. And sud
denly before him as a picture in his
mind, he beheld the scene of the Last
Supper. And while he watched he
saw one of the twelve slink into the
shadows and out into the night.
"Judas!" he whispered, and thought
of the death that awaited the man who
would kiss his Lord without love.
"His dying, his adventure and my
own will they be the
same?
The train swung around the curve
which was near his home station. In
the distance he saw its lights but it
was not only the rain drops that made
them seem dim. His eyes were smil
ing through rain of their own, and he
was whispering, "I thank Thee, dear
Christ! I thank Thee!! Tomorrow
nor tomorrow, nor in all the years
that may come shall I ever betray
Thee!"
The train had reached the station.
The guard came forth with upturned
coat collar and looked curiously at the
young man standing there, drenched
and streaming. It was not at his
clothing, however, but at his face, his
eyes, that he looked. The face was
radiant and smiling and the eyes were
alight as with a vision. The guard
swung open the gates, and the young
man stepped off
The newspapers mercifully blamed
no one. Plainly the light which should
have served to mark the limit of the
station platform's length, had but re
cently burned out of its own accord.
The guard who opened the gate of the
last car was thus unable to see (in
the darkness and storm) that the
train had stopped short of the station
end. Also the lights within the car
where he had been standing, the
guard testified, had blinded him mo
mentarily. And the unfortunate young
man who had walked out into space
and into death, that night, when the
gate had opened—of him, "little was
known beyond that he had been a
clerk In the employ of—"etc., etc.—
Rev. Thomas Scanlan, In Brooklcn Tablet.
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Fifth and Robert Streets ST. PAUL. HIINN.
SAVE YOUR MONEY
and deposit it in
THZ STATE SAYKGS BAS
93 E. 4th Street, ST. PAUL MINN.
3i per cent interest computed semi-annually.
Every dollar deposited in this bank is secured by first
mortgage or
a
bank
high class bond.
Deposits, $5,000,000.00 Surplus $190,000.00
CHARLES P. NOYES, President KENNETH CLARK, Vice-Pres.
LOUIS BETZ, Treasurer
F. O. WILLIUS, Ass't Treas. JOHN C. ENGEN, Ass't Treas.
THE MERCHANTS NATIONAL BANK
OF SAINT PAUL
FOURTH AND ROBERT STREETS
Capital $2,000,000 Sarplos and Profits $2,000,000
Deposits Over $20,000,000
Commercial, Individual and Savings Accounts cordially invited. On
deposits in our Savings Department we pay interest at the rate of 3%
per annum, computed quarterly.
MOST MODERN SAFE DEPOSIT VAULTS
FARM MORTGAGE BOND COMPANY
Capital and Surplus $220,000 Cndicott Bldg., St. Paul, Minn.
We offer a 5% Bond secured by First Mortgages on Improved Farms in the
Northwestern States, guaranteed both as to principal and interest. You can
invest $100 or any multiple thereof. Interest paid Semi-Annually. ALL
business strictly confidential. Write or call.
OFFICERS
JOHN A. HARTIGAN, President WILLIAM BUTLER, Vice President
WALTER BUTLER, Treasurer FRED SOMMERS, Secretary
DIRECTORS
LOUIS BETZ H. H. BIGELOW OTTO BREMER WALTER BUTLER
WILLIAM BUTLER PIERCE BUTLER JESSE A. GREGG
JOHN A. HARTIGAN LOUIS W HILL WM. B. JOYCE B. LYNCH
VV.S. McCURDY J.B.SULLIVAN E. S. WARNER WEBSTER WHKKI.OCK
OF ST. PAUL, MINN.
UNITED STATES DEPOSITORY
OFFICERS
W. A. MILLER, Vice President
CHAS. H. BUCKLEY, Assistant Cashier
I E O S
LOUIS W. HILL,
Surplus $2,000,000
F. A. NEINHAUSER, Cashier
EDWIN MOTT, Asst. Cashier
Chairman of
WALTER BUTLER, Butler Brothers, Contractors
WILLIAM B. DEAN, Nicols, Dean A Gregg
DARIUS MILLER, President C., B. & Q. Railway Company
ALBERT N. ROSE, Jos. Ullmann
ALBERT L. ORDEAN. President First Nat. Bank, Dulath, Minn.
ItlCHARD A. JACKSON. Vice President Great Northern Ry. Co.
THEODORE L. SCHURMEIER, President C. Gotzian & Co.
WILLIAM H. DUNWOODY, Washburn-Crosby Co Minneapolis
I AVID ^ITFT1 D, II, Wit rn Van Siyck S i
JOHN J. Tf* A iwrtm Sort tit n Runway Company
McConville