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ft* !W-i: n ft TH£ tB /GOOD TtSHMOW e^sr^r—"'" SECRET OF CATHOLIC MISSION ARY SUCCESS. Mr. Hilliard Attridge comments on the Strange opinions of the West minster Gazette in the matter of the Rikuyu incident, and the intercom munion of Anglican and Evangelican Protestants. The Gazette is of the opinion that the uniformity of doc trine and practice which may be de ferable at home cannot be insisted upon abroad, where heathen and Mo hammedans abound. Mr. Attridge says: "You say that a great Church prop agating Christianity in the wilds of the world cannot be thus definite in its standards of belief and practice. But here hard facts are against your theory. For it is precisely the Church that insists on the most precise stand ards of belief that recruits the largest number of new adherents in the wilds of the world. In China the Roman Catholic missionaries now have 1,750, 000 converts, including at one end of the scale men of the lettered class, at the other the aboriginal tribesmen of the Yunnan hill country, and the nomads of the Mongolian Steppe. If we take the official returns of the Anglican missions, and add to them those of a score of other Protestant bodies, we have a total for the her alds of a vaguer gospel, and this amounts in all to 324,000 adherents, of whom only 167,000 are claimed as baptized Christians (see 'China Year Book'). The grand total is less than that of the Catholic of the single province of Chili. It would appear, then, that what appeals to men is the message of those who hold that there Is a real revelation, conveying a defi nite knowledge of objective truths, not the theory of a Church, or a group of Churches, which are content to attach no precise meaning to their formu laries, and which permit the gospel of white, black, and grey to be preached side by side, by ministers who agree to differ. Behold the Kikuyu problem is this deeper question: Is the mes sage of the Gospel a definite one, or is it something so vague that it does not greatly matter what those who receive it believe and practice?" WHERE CHILDREN RULE. The Mission Always a Refuge for the Quarrelsome Gilbertine. The'idle, or it might be said, the la£$r Gilbertine, though so averse to action is nevertheless very hasty tem pered. Recently a man attacked and almost killed two of his comrades be cause they mockingly called him "burned mouth" on account of a dis coloration of his teeth. Quarrels are frequent among these people, and the wounded are brought to the nearest mission to be healed. The children give way to paroxysms of anger, unchecked by their parents. When a woman becomes enraged she rushes to the woods to hang herself. All the members of the family follow, and usually persuade her to return home. No matter how incensed a Gil bertine may be» however, if one of his children is put into his arms he grows calm and tractable. Strangely enough, in a Gilbertine household the little children rule. The child's slightest Wish is gratified if possible. This is advantageous for the missionary, for when the children set their hearts upon attending the mission school, their choice is not opposed. JUNE ROSES FOR THE SACRED HEART. Brinfc roses to the Sacred Heart in June—roses of faith—roses of hope and roses of charity. Make a big cluster of them, and mix them with the June roses you lay on the altar during this month dedicated to the feacred Heart. Thus begins the ap peal of Shiela Mahon for the colored missions of the South. The very color of the flowers, she writes, are symbolical—red, like the life blood that flowed from His Heart for our redemption. What les sons the flowers teach us of the beauty and magnificence and glory of God! What human sculptor can vie iwith the Divine in creating beauty or what painter can give even a poor imitation of the beauties of nature? Idle, useless work it seems a mock ery at times even to try, for none can hope to excel the Divine painter of all. But there is one thing we can do to make up for our deficiencies and show our love for the Divine giver of all things—Armed with Faith, Hope and Charity we can bring souls to God, seek out less favored races who are in want of spiritual instruction, and by our prayers and good works assist in their salvation. We have not far to go to seek souls who are thirsting for salvation. At home with us is the Negro, mil lions of whom have not been baptized —and millions of whom are craving religion. In the South the Catholic jNegro children are praying constantly for the salvation of their race. Count less rosaries are being offered up in an endless chain. Now prayers to the Sacred Heart are being said. Will you join in the good work and by your prayers or donations to the Cath olic Missien established by the Hier 'I tVH() \|THOUT. E =vi fann.Hhfc THE PAPACY IN THE MIDDLE AGES. Johann Ancillon, a Protestant cler gyman, who was professor of history in the Royal Military Academy of Ber lin, in his work, "Tableau des Revo lutions du Systeme Politique de l'Eur ope," says: "During the Middles Ages, when there was no social order, the Pa pacy alone perhaps saved Europe from total barbarism. It created bonds of connection between the most distant nations it was a common cen ter, a rallying point for isolated States. ... It was a supreme tribunal, established in the midst of universal anarchy, and its decrees were sometimes as respectable as they were respected. It prevented and ar rested the despotism of the emperors, compensated for the want of equilibri um and diminished the inconvenience of the feudal system." The great Protestant writer, Von Leibnitz, in his treatise, "De Actorum publicorum usu," says: "It must be confessed that the solic itude of the Popes concerning the canons and ecclesiastical discipline was from time to time most benefi cial and that, by influencing kings, in season and out of season, either by the authority of their office, or by the threat of ecclesiastical censures, the Pontiffs hindered many evils. And nothing was more common than that kings should subject themselves, in their treaties, to the censure and cor rection of the Pope, as in the Treaty of Bretigny, in 1360, and in the Treaty of Etaples, in 1492." Southey, in his "Book of the Church," says: "Politically, too, the Papacy was the savior of Europe—for, in all human probability, the West, like the East, must have been overrun by Moham medanism, and sunk in irremediable degradation, through the pernicious institutions that have everywhere ac companied it, if, in that great crisis of the world, the Roman Church had not roused the nations to a united and prodigious effort, commensurate with the danger.'' \MISSION FIE archy for the conversion of the col ored people in America help in the results? Schools, schools, and still more schools is the cry of the Reverend Di rector General, Father John E. Burke! Give me plenty of schools and the con version of the Negro race in America is an accomplished fact. Who can re fuse to listen to this good priest's ap peal? Send or write him. His ad dress is, The Metropolitan Building, No. 1 Madison Avenue, New York Citv. WANT NUNS FOR MONTANA DISTRICT. Work in Montana Hampered by Lack of Teaching Community. A pastor of a mission territory in Eastern Montana says that the work of the Church is greatly hampered by the lack of a teaching community in his missions. "We have quite a. few Catholic fam ilies in the eastern part of this state," said Father Mauhussier, "but they are fallen away Catholics, or they are too poor to help toward building up the Church in this country. What we need chiefly is a Catholic school. Our near est school is fifty miles away. It seems a great pity that my poor children must grow up without religious in struction, save the little I impart to them at my visits. My heart aches for them. If I had a school to send them to I could send at least seventy chil dren from my own mission headquar ters, and how many more would we not be able to get from surrounding places?" Father Mauhussier has addressed his needs to the Catholic Church Exten sion Society. The Society sent him a gift of $500 for one of his missions. The chapel made possible through this gift will probably begin in July or the early part pf August, and it is to be called in honor of Saint Michael. WITH THE INDIANS OF BRITISH COLUMBIA. Father LeJeune, O. M. I., whose headquarters are at Kamloops, British Columbia, sends an interesting letter to the B. C. Western Catholic on his Indian work. From its contents it appears that the hard-working Oblate, who is styled the Grand Old Man of the Kamloops area, is as zealous in his old age as he was when he first took up the apostolic burden of mak ing converts to the Faith. Around the Kamloops reservations, writes the Father, the Communions during Holy Week numbered 1,300, surely a result to be proud of. Quite a number of Indians receive Holy Communion on every opportunity, which is very edi fying to the hardworking priest who, in sunshine and storm, is at their serv ice to teach them the way to Heaven. Father LeJeune is pardonably proud of his Indian people, and is sure that he could produce about 600 daily Communicants were they in a settled parish. Recently, Father LeJeuue re- turned from Head Lake. There the Indians are not all faithful, a consid erable proportion being somewhat in different to their spiritual duties, though fully 100 of them are regular in complying with the laws of the Church. Father LeJeune got to know these Indians about two years ago, and found that they had not been blessed with a call from a priest for many years. Under these circumstances it cannot be wondered at that their faith was weak, but, thanks to the earnest Catholicity of the chief, and the Father's untiring efforts, much good work has been accomplished. The old chief, however, was too good a Catholic and too earnest for t'*.e wel fare of his tribe to be popular with the more godless section who suc ceeded in overthrowing him and elect ing another more in keeping with their loose ideas. Dissensions still continue, and the affairs of the reserve are, in consequence, neglected to some extent. Some Indians, says the Father, will go to Confession, but re fuse to go to Holy Communion on the plea that they are not good enough. To meet this difficulty there was but the one way, and the Father refused Absolution to those, who declined to receive Holy Communion. This dras tic course was successful in some cases. The Indian is a fatalist. He knows that if he dies in his state of refusal to comply with the Church's commands he will lose his soul, but, when this is pointed out to him by the priest, he retorts that he will make it all right when he is about to die, and from that illogical position he cannot be moved. Father LeJeune has asked the B. C. Western Catholic to intimate that his "Wawa," or Indian shorthand paper, though discontinued since 1904, may still be purchased, at least its old num bers. These rare curios have been classified by Father LeJeune. A Child of the Saced Heart What a pretty hamlet Greenleigh was! It contained in all not more than twenty houses, rusty looking old buildings, with rickety fences and large gardens, filled with trees and flowers. Its situation was delightful. It lay in a valley, on, each side of which the mountains rose to a won derful height—thick, woody moun tains, abounding in musical pines, and great stones, studded with gravels How often I climbed upon those old stones, and lay on their moss-covered tops, for hours at a time, reading, or idly dreaming, or looking up at the blue summer sky, with its flitting clouds, and listening to the dulcet 'notea of the wild birds. My favorite stone had a small pine tree growing from an aperture in its centre. Under the waving boughs of that little tree, I dreamed of the far distant city, of its colleges, of my future. Often in deed I slept there during the hot aft ernoons of June and July, using my arm for a pillow—"beauty naps" I called those slumbers. At the west end of the Greenleigh ran a deep yellow creek, spanned by a bridge made of two trees joined to gether by thick pieces of oak. There I loved to sit, and dream, looking down into the yellow depths, my ears drinking in the soft gurgling of the water. Yes, Greenleigh was a pretty little place and every one that ever visited it once, came a second time. However, there was no church in the village. It contained about an equal number of Catholics and Protestants, those attended Mass at Riverview, a town about three and a half miles dis tant from Greenleigh these occasion ally held services in the old school house. The Catholics of Greenleigh were good practical Catholics who thought the walk to the Riverview church but a pleasure. I see them now, those simple people, dressed in their best clothes, setting out on a bright Sunday morning with their sturdy-legged children to walk to Riv erview. On the way home from Mass the husbands and wives chatted about the sermon and the eloquence of Father Dean, the parish priest of Riverview, how pretty and clean the church was and how well Miss Meed sang. The boys ran races among the small bush es that skirted the road and the girls culled the flowers that grew in profu .sion by the way. Oh, what would I not give to live again one hour of those dear, dead days, to be again a round-faced, freckle-nosed urchin, run ning along by my parents' side, as we came from Mass on Sunday! One summer a young seminarian named Bernard Darrow, who was dis tantly related to our family, came to spend a few weeks with us at Green leigh. How well I remember him! He was tall and straight as a young poplar and had a face without a trace of color in it—a calm, handsome face. His eyes were large and black and full of fire, yet there was something very soft and winning in them his closely crop ped hair was brown and would have curled, had he allowed it. His every feature is deeply engraven in my heart but I remember best his smile —there was so much kindnes3, so much good will in it. Mr. Darrow and I walked to River view every morning to hear Mass. He became very fond of me and I looked up to him as a superior being. He received Holy Communion three times every week and very often I won dered that he did not faint while walk ing to church, he was so frail and del icate and the distance so long. His favorite devotion was that of the Sacred Heart. On each of the first Fridays—he spent only two hours with us—when he and I were walking home from Mass, after having break fasted with the parish priest, he talked of the excellency and the advantage of devotion to the Sacred Heart. His voice was low and very sweet, and he never seemed "stuck for words," as our boys used to say. I listened with such attention that we were in Green leigh before I thought we had been walking a half hour. I have never forgotten his little instructions they lsaok deep into jay heart and will ptay THE CATHOLIC BULLETIN, JUNE 27, 1914. with me as long as my heart shall beat. On the morning of this second first Friday of his stay, we were walking home after we had finished our Com munion thanksgiving. The sun's bright rays were just gilding the east ern woods the trees resounded with the thrilling notes of birds that flitted about among the boughs, shaking the leaves and scattering the heavy morn ing dew down on the grass. I felt sad at heart on the morrow Jijr. Darrow would leave us. "You will think of me and pray for me sometimes, when I am gone, won't you, Andrew?" he said, smiling down upon me, as we walked slowly along a well beaten path through the woods. I gulped down a great lump that has risen in my throat perhaps I should never see Mr. Darrow again. "Oh, Mr. Darrow," I replied, "I shall never forget you." I was only fourteen then, I am fifty now yet Mr. Darrow, as he looked that morning, is still fresh in my memory. "Mr. Darrow," I said after we had walked on a few moments in silence, for he seemed pensive that morning, "you have told me comparatively very little of the Sacred Heart this morn ing." "Yes, yes, Andrew," he answered hurriedly, as one who suddenly wakes from a dream "and I must not forget to tell you of a conversion made through the Sacred Heart. In the years to come, you may have some one dear to you who will neglect his soul —some one whom you may have to save by your prayers if so, think of what I now tell you. Every soul is very precious in God's eyes, and bless ed is the man who recalls a soul from the path of sin by his prayers, or good works." I was all attention. "My Aunt Agnes 'Powers," he be gan, "died nine years ago—God be merciful to her! She was only twen ty-three at her death. She was a beauty, so far as face and form go. Her hair—he always went into minute detail, which enhanced the elegance of his descriptions—was a dark brown, with waves of golden light running through it. She was very fond of her hair, and was fond of thrusting jew elled pins and flowers into it. Her eyes were blue, almost black, with long, dark lashes that swept her cheeks. Her eyebrows were black and heavy, and stood out in pleasing con trast to her marble forehead. Her scowls—which indeed were rare— were quite repelling, her eyes being so dark. "Her oval face had so much color in 4t, not too much, but quite enough. What a pretty smile she had! It lit up her whole face and gave a merry, wicked little twinkle to her eyes. She was small and slightly built and had a dignified air that made her look much taller. But you've had enough of my description, Andrew," with a smile. "She was English and resided with her parents in 'Merrie Old England.' They were honest people and were proud of their fair Agnes. She and my mother were the only children that came to bless the Powers' home. Agnes, however, often pained the fond hearts of her parents by the neglect of her religious Jutics. She went to Mass on Sundays and holy days of obligation, but her thoughts were so filled with fashions, balls and the the atres, whither some of her friends took her, that she hadn't time to think much of the Sacraments. Vainly did Grandfather Powers remonstrate with his vivacious daughter, he threatened, he scolded, but all ,tfl no avail. Her teens passed thus. "It was in onfe of the parks that she first met Jules Ilosfeld. How they be came acquainted, I cannot tell. He fell in love with Agnes. Her parents kne# nothing of her infatuation for Mr. Hosfeld until he came to ask her hand in marriage. He was a widower, and was much older than Agnes. His wife had died only a short time before. He was a man of no religion, though I dare say he believed in God, in a kind of way. Mr. Powers, like a good Cath olic parent, refused Mr. Hosfeld the hand of his daughter how could the old man give away his treasure, his little Agnes, to a stranger, and a stranger who was not a Catholic! With a dark frown, Hosfeld departed from the Powers' residence, stemming the door behind him. "Then ensued a stormy scene be tween Mr. Powers and Agnes. She said she was determined to marry Mr. Hosfeld, for she loved him. 'Why should I not become his wife?' she remonstrated 'he loves me, he is wealthy, and can make me a lady.' 'but Agnes, near, what of ydur soul? H? is not a Catholic!' 'Pshaw! Religion will not lceep me. It's all right for priests or nuns, but it's not the thing for lay-people.' "Mr. Powers pleaded with his obdu rate daughter until she flew into a rage, and said she sould marry Mr. Hosfeld, come what might. Her fa ther, in his anger, struck her in the face and she, bursting into tears, le(t the roogi, "Two days later the papers con tained an account of the elopement of Mr. Hosfeld and Miss Powers. "The Powers home was quite deso late. Mrs. Powers sat at the window that evening, looking blankly out at the gathering twilight, with the Imita tion of Christ open upon her knees. Grief was written in every lineament of her patient face. Mr. Powers, with a hard, angry look on his countenance, reclined in a rocker and gazed from time to time at his wife's sad face. "The Hosfeld's went to live in Mr. Hosfeld's grand residence in London. Agnes did not send a line home she seemed to forget that she had parents. "We read of her entrance into soci ety and of the sensation she created. She was presented to the queen, who, the newspapers said, was quite charm ed with 'the beautiful Mrs. Hosfeld.' "A year after her marriage, Mrs Hosfeld came to visit her parents. At that time we, too, lived in England. What a magnificent woman she was! how beautiful! During her stay, which was quite short, she became quite fond of me and my boyish heart went out to my lovely aunt. She nev er spoke ol Iter parents or «f the ... 7-t .Mv" •*. old home she had ungratefully left. She won a promise from my parents that I would visit her. As she kissed me good-bye I thought with a pang of her death. She was so fragile, so like a delicate, graceful flower that blooms but for a day, so white, that I felt her reign, though brilliant, must be short. Her face never left me after that I beheld her everywhere. In my forest rambles, when I knelt to drink at some mountain spring, I saw the blue eyes of Aunt Agnes, with a look of pleading in their depths, staring into mine from the crystal water in the whispering of the morning breezes, in the howlings of the wind at night, I heard her voice calling to me. for as sistance. I prayed often for her to the Sacred Heart. "One day we read in the newspapers that 'the beautiful Mrs. Hosfeld* had retired from society, and that she and her husband had gone to live quietly in the country. The papers hinted that Mr. Hosfeld, not caring for the fashionable world, had persuaded his wife to leave it. "Next day we received a letter from Aunt Agnes, in which she said that her health was weakened she begged me to pay her my promised visit, as she longed to see my 'dear, boyish face.' I went. I was about your age then, Andrew, and already I felt the 'still small voice' of my vocation. "What a grand home was that of the Hosfelds! A castle-like old build ing, one end of which was covered with ivy. A wide portico with two or three rustic seats and palms and flow ers ran along the front of the house. Gravelled walks wound their way like serpents through the velvety grounds. Here was an aquarium filled with tiny gold fish, that sported about in the sparkling waters there a cool foun tain, a cupid, cast its diamond drops about the grass upon the modest heads of violets and the broad heads of pan sies. I had time to see no more, for my coach was already at the portal. Aunt had been expecting me, as I had sent her a letter telling when I would set out. In another minute I was clasped in her arms. She looked lovli er than ever, but was thinner than when I saw her last. I was then pre sented to her husband—a tall, dark, handsome man, with pointed beard and sharp, kindly grey eyes. I liked him at first sight, though at the time I thought there was something strange about him. "A week flew away very quickly my aunt and uncle were kindness it self. 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