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3 “Patrick is not a longone.
“flood-rid sud lv‘rance all claim
., mofWales.-'£hedate was about
on. when he smallest, , sure
all hows- stolen by plmteser ma ‘
“its north and sold as a slave in
Ireland. For seven years he tended
mm a mountain in County Antrlm,
and that he unearned to the continent,
who he became deacon, priest and
m He came of good family.and
Wheel new of Patrician was
Jam by Pope' Celestine, who sent
. ‘back to Ireland to convert the
The accounts dilier about h'n
_ 81. remain
Sane of the dates given indicate that
h was about thirty; others that he was
nearer sixty. Before he returned to he-
Ilnd he had visions. Among them was
use of a man named Victorious, who
brought him letters. In one of these
were the words. "The Voice of the Irish.”
and as he read them he heardavoioe
say, “We pray thee. holy youth, to come
and henceforward walk among us"
After this he spent his life in preaching,
baplixing and working miracles. and ac-
complished the practical conversion of
the people of the island. He died at the
sgeof about 120 years and was buried
at Dowupatrick.
A BREAK FOR FREEDOM.
a Er. ranucx’s DAY s'ronv BY Burnsr
Murrow (incur run)
ltlwyrldst. mo. by litme‘rlcan Press Associa-
i 0i.
p HE shades of St.
> Patrick‘s are set»
tied swiftly down
upon the found-
liug asylum. The
rain was fall»
ing drearily. The
wind seemed to
sigh and sob the
’ words, “The Hi-
buniauswill getwet tomorrow.” The
doors had been closed for the night: the
200 boys had eaten supper and at 9
o'clock had been sent to tho dormitories
at tbobig building’s top. The boys had
gusto Mtbe keepers had madothe
final tour of examination. and all the
fonndlings slept save bright eyed Mi-
chael Ryan. of whom one keeper had
said:
“You never know what the little rascal
will do next.”
Michael had lived his life of twelve
yurs in absolute freedom. For weeks
atatimehehaduotslept inabed,ehooe
log the piers and doorways of the busi—
nu Muses rather than the abuse and
eentumely of his home. And now that
hswas shut upinablg stone building
the native daire for freedom made his
sflrit chefs at confinement as ayoung
tiger We at his bars.
as he lay there in the darkness it
occurred to little like that tomorrow
was St. Patrick’s Daynthe day when
the streets were filled with marching
regimerm of men; when music pulsated
on their; when gayly decorated horses
paused and cheers amused echoes in
" thslougbriekmanyonlikestreets. Mike’s
elude flushed as he remembered previ~
use. Patrick-days, when hehad par»
”paid in the festivities and gated in
I” upon the flying banners. But
thh m heretiected angril thatgrlm
, wnlb dint him in on all that
I
sides:
birth with the weight of prowling ;
«Wt-m you wahhmwlll‘spned,
“Doyou wantto see do puree-ion?
asked Mike. "What purcession?‘ in-
quired Patsey.
"De St. Patrick's Day parade.” “Why, .
isdey guilt to lo; to us out?” inquired;
Puts-3y eagerly.
“Kurt," was the reply, "(icy wouldn't i
leave a cat out 0' dis. Moan you'llgoi
out widout askin 'cm." By this timer
Patscy was thoroughly interested.
“Who was St. Patrick,” he said.
"Why," answered Mike, "ain‘t you never
heerd 0' him? He's do priest wot driv
all the snakes out 0' Ireland. He was a
gyant ten feet high. lie wasatorrer-‘
bred, sure. he was. an no mistake. Ev-
ery ycardv bands goes out, and de Hi-
bernians and do Land league and de
St. Patrick‘s sussietice puts on den
Sunday clothesand goes out in the street,
an do band plays ‘Johuuy. (let Yer Guu'
an ‘Boom«ta-ra‘ on ‘St. Patrick's Day
in do Mo'nin.‘ It’s great, Patsey: it’s
great. he'll go.”
Paisey's eyes dilated as he listened to
this glowing recital. His red hairalmoet
roseon his head with anticipation.
“How kin we go?" he whispered
"Wot‘s do matter wid do windy?” in-
quired Mike.
“Dat's all right, Mike,” said Patsey.
palpitating in the darkness, “but do win-
dy's sixty foot high.“
“Ah, don't be gittin nifty, Patsey."
said Mike. “Lay low: lay low," be con-
tinued us a head roseabove the cover-
let in an adjoining bed. Mike dropped
softly to the floor. They waited until
the head sank upon the pillow again;
then Mike said:
“Put on yer duds an come over to my
In less than two minutes the boys had
donned their clothes, all but their shoes.
Then they both got into Mike's bed and
pulled the clothes over their heads so
that they could arrange their plans to-
gether without danger of being over-
heard.
“You'll be de sojer an I’ll bode gineral.
Sec, Patsey," said Mike in a muffled tone,
with his mouth close to Patsey‘s ear,
"we'll take do bedcorde out 0‘ your bed
an my bed no lie 'em togeddor. See?
Den we’ll slide down do rope to de groan
an skin out over do well. Hey, how
does dat hit ye?"
"Dat's great, Mike: dat‘s great," an-
swered Patscy. “On'y we mus‘u't make
no noise, ‘cause do odder kids‘ll get onto
an and want to go along."
Leaning Mike’s bed and going back to
his own. Patsey placed the bedclothes
and the mattresses softly upon the floor
in the darkness and began untying the
bedcord. It was knotted so tightly that
he often had to use his teeth. His heart
beat a lively tattoo against his ribs as he
gnawed away at the knots, but after an
hour‘s hard work he held the rope in his
hand and walked softly over to where
Mike was still at work. Both boys ut-
tered a sigh of relief as Mike untied the
last knot, and the two ropes were care-
fully lie d together.
“What‘ll we tie do rope to?" asked Pat-
soy as they stood under the deep em-
bmsured window in the that wall.
“We'll bring my bed over an tie it to
dat,“ was the reply.
This WM u very difficult job, as the
bed was of iron. 6 feet long and 4 feet
wide. But they were materially assisted
in their task by a rift in the clouds
which permitted a little light to steal in
the window. After they had secured
the rope to the iron railing of the bed
Mike crawled upon the window sill and
raised the sash, and while Patsey hungto
his feet he leaned out and looked down-
ward. Only a black void met his guns.
He crawled back into the room much
more quickly than he had gone out,
whispering:
"Pateey, tie one 0' your shoes to do
rope till we see is it long enough to
reach do groan."
The leather plummet was swung oil
into space by Mike, who turned a min-
ute later and whispered eagerly:
“I felt do shoe lu't do groan. Patsey.
De rope's long enough.” .
Then the natural fear caused by the
darkness and the thought of hanging by
a thin cord against acold wall sixty feet
high began to have its effect. hiiko
crawledbackinto the room again,and
with white face and chattering teeth
said:
"Pntmy, you go down last. You’re
lighten-den lam. De rope unghtbreak
wid me, an den you couldn’t git down.
See?"
I’atsey did not see the selfishness of
the propomlflmt howas frank enough
tony. “Dat's all right. Niko. but I’m
afraid!”
"Of course you‘re afraid,” sheared
like in a tense whisper. "l knowed
'dbeflreid. Youain‘t nomad.
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“Come oi! do perch, Mike,” said Pud-
geen. "I won’t give do snap away. Lem-
me in, will ye?”
An idea occurred to Mike. Pudgesa
was lighter by several pounds than either
Patsey or himself. Taming to him he
said:
"Pudgeen, we're goin down a rope to
do groan tom-rchwiddefliberniansin
de St. Patrick's Day parade tomorrer.
De banda'll play. an do flags'll be flyin,
an do drums an do fifes'll make music.
It's better den do Fourth 0' July, Pud-
“Dat's so,” exclaimed Pudgeen. "1
want to go. Lemma in wid ye. will ye,
Mike?”
"Course we will, Pudgeeu.” said Pat-
aey. “Git on yer clo’es and bring yer
shoes in yer hand."
Scarcely a minute elapsed before Pud-
gecu WM back at the window with his
”o’ra m ’n. PAW
shossinhlshand. But thooonspirstors
were too shrewd to permit l’udgeen to
look out of the window before he
the descent. They lifted him up with
his feet outward. and with eager, sup-
pressed voices exclaimed:
“New. Pndgeen, hang on tight an slide
down to do groan. We‘ll fire yer shoes
after yer.”
Pudgeen slid over the sill into the
darkness. The cruel cord cut into his
hands as he went slowly downward.
The strong gustsof wind caught and
swayed him backward and forward un-
til hsspun around. like was leaning
outofthewindow callingtohimgently,
unconsciouson thegmnnd. Hlsfrlghtr
sued crywasoaughtupbythewind as
it fell.» that than inaudible toths
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shining in the windows of the big black
1 building. Their flight had been discov-
’ ered by the watchman when hemade his
5 midnight tour. The boys knew that the
mounted police would soon be in hot
pursuit, and so they started on again.
; With bruised foot and panting breasts.
' onward they staggered, and ever nearer
‘ came the golden lights.
2 "Dat‘s Harlem," gasped Mike. "Keep
‘ in de dark. Patseyl Keep in do darkl
iAs soon as we gets to de lights I'll show
ye bow to giv‘ do coppers de slip!“
I I I D I O
.‘ The morning of St. Patrick‘s Day
, broke cheerless and cold. The rain was
‘ still falling. The streets were ankle deep
in mud and water. Over an iron grat-
ingin the sidewalk on Park row, through
. which came blasts of hot air from tho
' cellars under a big printing ofice, stood
, two boys. Both were splashed with mud,
' and one were only one shoe. But the
youthful faces were flushed with a joy
which made them almost radiant. From
) far up the street came the blissful music
j of “St. Patrick’s Day in the Morning."
; and the little ears hungering for melody
? drank it in as a sponge absorbs water.
"Do purcessiou is u-comin. Patseyl“
gasped Mike breathlessly. Then as the
marching men swept around the corner
he continued: “Dcre‘s do Hibernians. an
. dere's de St. Patricksl D'ye see 'elu.
Patsey? Ila, ain't dey great! Tree
cheers for St. Patrick! Come on. Patsey;
lo'e git behind!"
And together these waifs, drinking in
the sweetest liberty, hungry. yet he py.
marched down the muddy streets ind
the procession and sang in unison to the
amusement of the veterans in front:
We shouldered gunsaxul marched and numbed
swa .
Frau Baxyter street way up to Arrays A.
De drums and flies did sweetly. sweetly play
As we marched. marched. marched behind do
Through all the morning hours they
kept pace with the men. triumphant,
ecstatic. But such gladness was too
good to last. for the mounted police
bore down upon them like eagles and
carried them back to the big stone
building, tired out. but cxultant. And
as the keeper received them with a stern
face they looked up defiantly and Pat-or
Hid:
“We had a great time ennyhow. We
marched wid de St. Patrick's parade.
anwe don't care if we do git-lickiu.
do we, like?”
It. hitters I'lrtm
Patrick, all theworld will have toadmit.
aem.dls.,thatbewasageutlemansans
pears-usreproche. Therewasnothins
cheap, tawdry or commonplace in his
composition. As a scholarhewss a
woodenssacleriohewasnonparell.“
ablsbophewespeerlesssnd as a saint
hewasanornameuttotheealendar.
lwlnanlthhwyore.
Deaanift having preached an “as-
dae sermon” waster-lied to dine with
theiudge. Behadbornerstborhsrdon
the legal mots-slot: inhi- Imam-ad
your Job
Whatever else maybesaid lbwtfit. “W
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’FOOTSTEPS OF THE GAINT.
The Name of Patrick Perv-tinted inlay
Ma‘-
Tho [inlwt'pfi of St. Patrick may be
traced almost from his cradle to his
grave by the nurses of various places
which he visited during his life. Assum-
ing his magiu to harp been Scottish,
traces of his life beginin Dumbarton
shire. Smalnud. when- the legendary
place of his birth is known :n-I Kiipatrick
(cellar church of Patrick). Dalpatrick
(the district or division of Patrick) is in
[azuarkshiru (ruininulrig like rock of
Patrick; is our hivtrness. There are
two churhhm called Kirkpatrick—one at
Irongray. in Kircudln'i,;lrt. and another
at Fleming. in Dumfries.
The place he sailed away from is
known as Port Patrick, and the place
where he first preached in England is
called l’utterdale (Patrick's dale), in
Westmoreland. He founded another
Kirkpatrick in Durham. and visiting
Wales walked over a causeway now cov—
ered by the we and forming a danger-
ous shoal on Carnarvon bay. which be
cane henceforth Sambadrig (Patrick's
causeway). lie sailed for the continent
from Llan~Badrig (the Church of
Patrick), in the island of Anglesea.
When he went to Ireland he first
landed at Innisxnutrick (the Island of Pat-
rick). and next at Holmpatrlck on the
opposite side of the mainland in the
county of Dublin. 0n the Isle of Man
he founded another Kirkpatrick, near
Peel. and later he landed on the coat of
Ireland. in the county of Down. where
be converted the Chief Diehn and hap-
tized him on his own threshing floor,
the name, Subbed-Patrick (the barn of
Patrick) perpetuating the event. From
there he went to Temple-Patrick, in An
trim. and thence to a lofty mountain in
Mayo, which has ever since been called
Crugh Patrick.
in East lit-nth he founded an abbey
called Doumuchpadroig (the Church of
Patrick), and built a house in Dublin
where St. Patrick‘s cathedral now stands.
In an island of Lough Derg. in thermal:-
ty of Donegul. there is a St. Patrick's
purgatory; in Leiuster. St. Patrick's
Wood; at Cashel, St. Patrick's rock, and
there are St. Patrick’s wells scattered by
the dozen all over Ireland. His death is
said to have taken place at Downpatrick,
where the remains of St. Bridget and St.
Columb were laid beside him.
A more curiously derived name than
any of than is that of Struill. applied to
a well known place near Downpatrick.
This name was originally Struih-fhuil
(Stream of Blood), and is said to have
been derived from the following circunr
stance: St. Patrick was baptizing a con-
verted man chieftain at this plam and
inadvertently rested the iron point of his
crorier on the chieftain‘s great toe. cat-:-
ing a serious wound, from which (1.:
blood flowul freely. Thechieftnin, how-
eve . in his ignorance of the rites of
Christianity. bore the pain without flinch-
ing, and his fortitude has been commem-
orated as above set out.
O'Connell and the l'ialsslife.
it was O‘Connell who had the celebrat-
ed altercation with the iishwife on a
wager. O'Connell knew well the elect
of polysyllubles on the ignorant ear. The
spirited discussion in which be opposed
the langusgoof Euclid against billings-
gate wound up as follows:
l‘ishwifefifio rinse your mouth in the
Liffey. you nasty tickle/pitcher. After
all the bad words you speak it ought to
be iilthier than your face. you dirty
chicken of Beeliebubl
1‘. ,1...“
O'Connell—You‘re a most inimitable
pheryl A convicted perpendicular
in petticoetsl There's contamination in
your circumference. and you tremble
with guilt clear to the extremities of
your corollaries! You use porterswip-
ing similitude of the bisection of a VOD-
ierl .
At this the dehwife aimed a saucepan
at O'Connell‘s head. and hawas declared
i
Muller's-believed” .andifltbsstill
“Wmhmww as
day,to t use. A
of thirtyysnssgotsllshowhe
wastahsuwhenachildto-etherellc.
whiehwssexhlbttedwith dgnsofgrest
sensation. Atthatthnsit mtdned
butantoothflhougbintbemanoryfi:
Pill“
There is a legend that when 8t. Pat.
‘rlckbegen to talktotbe [nganlrishol
the Trinity they would not listen to him
until the happy thought struck himof
illustrating the doctrine by means of the
‘ Druid‘s sacred plant—the shamrock, or
.small white clover. The three leaves
'growingou one stern used as a symbol
I made his teachings clear. and the sham
l rock becmue henceforward sacred to St.
Patrick. It is said by others that the
shamrock ii worn on St. Patrick’s Day
to represent them-rose. It is a’ curious
fact that thotrcfoil is called shamrakh
in Arabic. and that it was held sacred in
ancierrt Persia :u mahlematical of the
Iran Tr‘imls. i’liuy. in his natural his
tory. says that sorp-nfs are com seen
upon trefoil. and that it is an antidote to
the bite of the snake and the sting of the
scorpion.
There‘s I am: link: Ipul sway down by Cape
Clear-
8nrs.it’s Ireland herself. to all Irishman dear».
Where the white pram-s blossom like illegaut
flowers
And the wild birds sing sweetly above the
round [own-rs.
And the vii-M little shamrock. that none can
withstand,
Is the beautiful emblem of old Ireland.
In hh hat good St. Patrick used alwaysto wear
The shamrock whenever he went to a fair.
And Kebuchadneuar no doubt highly prlnd
A bit of the Iii-mm when he went disguised.
For the bldoonr of beauty itself might expand
When lit-decked by the shamrock of old Ireland.
When far. far away a sweet blossom I've seen.
I‘ve dreamt of shillalahs and shamrocks so
green.
That grow, like two twins. on the bogs and the
b
With a drop in my eye that with Joy my heart
Us
And I've’ blessed the dear sod from a far dlev
tan! strand.
And the beautiful shamrock of old Ireland.
Dean Swift's Shortest Sermon.
Dean Swift once preached a charity
sermon in St. Patrick's cathedral. Dub-
lin, the length of which bored some of his
hearers so greatly that their comment!
machoi his ears. The next time he preach
eds charity sermon in the cathalral he
took for his text the words,"lie that hath
pity upon the pom laideth to the Lord.
and that which he hath given will he pay
him again.” Repeating this text with
emphasis the dean said, ”Now. my be-
loved brethren. you hear the terms of
the loan: if you like the security, down
with the dust." The contribution was a
large (mo,
tl'hary’a not." to Curran.
John i’bllpot (,‘urran, the noted Irish
barrister. and the no less rearward Fae
ther U'beary met at a dinner «mo day. in
the course of which Curran said to the
0st:
"Reruns! fathom] wish you met.
Peter.”
(navy
"Man,” was the reply. "is that
esseyonwouldhsvsthekeysolhsam
sndyoueouldlstsasia."
“nymyhonoraad comb-es.'ssid
thedlvise.“tflhsdtheksntothsoth-
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thulcouldletyouout.”
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