When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But when I became a man, I put away the things of a child. We see now through a glass, in a dark manner: but then face to face. Now I know in part: but then I shall know even as I am known. And now there remain, faith, hope, charity, those three: but the greatest of these is charity. COMPOSITION. Give, as tersely as possible, the substance of above quotation; or write a short sketch of St. Paul's conversion. tinkling prophecy envieth cymbal mysteries dealeth perversely tongues THE VISION OF THE MONK GABRIEL. "IS the soft twilight. Round the shining fender, My fairy, small and slender, Listen to what befell Monk Gabriel, In the old ages ripe with mystery- A bearded man with grave, but gentle look - With which the simple-hearted spring abounds: Flitting across the pages of his book, Sat the Monk Gabriel In his book he read The words the Master to His dear ones said: Making his visage brilliant, liquid-eyed: "O Thou who gracious art Unto the poor of heart, O blessed Christ!" he cried, "Great is thy misery Of mine iniquity; But would I now might see, Might feast on Thee!" The blood with sudden start, Nigh rent his veins apart (O condescension of the crucified!) In all the brilliancy Of his humanity The Christ stood by his side! Pure as the early lily was His skin, His cheek outblushed the rose, Of autumn sunset on eternal snows; Such nameless beauties, wondrous glories dwelt, The monk in speechless adoration knelt. In each fair Hand, in each fair Foot there shone, The friar held his robe before his face, And heard the angels singing! 'Twas but a moment then upon the spell Of this sweet Presence, lo! a something broke: O'er wold and moat, o'er park and lake and fell, In silver chimes came ringing. It was the bell Calling Monk Gabriel Unto his daily task To feed the paupers at the abbey gate. No respite did he ask, Nor for a second summons idly wait; But rose up, saying in his humble way, O Lord! and feast alway Upon the honeyed sweetness of Thy beauty But 'tis Thy will, not mine, I must obey; Help me to do my duty!" The while the Vision smiled, The monk went forth, light-hearted as a child. An hour thence, his duty nobly done, Back to his cell he came. Unasked, unsought, lo! his reward was won! Who for our sakes our crosses made His own, Down on the threshold fell Monk Gabriel, His forehead pressed upon the floor of clay; (Tears raining from his happy eyes away),- The Vision only said, Lifting Its shining head: If thou hadst staid, O son! I must have fled! COMPOSITION. Write out the first three stanzas, in prose. Name six early monks. What is a monk? Tell how Gabriel was rewarded, and why. CATHOLIC MISSIONS IN THE NORTHWEST. ELIGIOUS zeal not less than commerical ambition had influenced France to recover Canada; and Champlain, its governor, whose imperishable name will rival with posterity the fame of Smith and Hudson, ever disinterested and compassionate, full of honor and probity, of ardent devotion and burning zeal, esteemed "the salvation of a soul worth more than the conquest of an empire." Thus it was neither commercial enterprise nor royal ambition which carried the power of France into the heart of our Continent; the motive was religion. Religious enthusiasm founded Montreal, made a conquest of the wilderness of the upper lakes, and explored the Mississippi. The Roman (Catholic) Church created for Canada its Altars, its Hospitals, and its Seminaries.... The first permanent efforts of French enterprise in colonizing America preceded any permanent English settlement on the Potomac. Years before the pilgrims landed in Cape Cod, the Roman (Catholic) Church had been planted, by missionaries from France, in the eastern moiety of Maine; and Le Caron, an unambitious Franciscan, had penetrated the land of the Mohawks, had passed to the North of the hunting-grounds of the Wyandots, and, bound by his vows to the life of a beggar, had, on foot, or paddling a bark canoe, gone onward, and still onward, taking alms of the savages, till he reached the rivers of Lake Huron. While Quebec contained scarcely fifty inhabitants, priests of the Franciscan Order-Le Caron, Fiel Lagard-had labored for years as missionaries in Upper Canada, or made their way to the neutral Huron tribe that dwelt on the waters of the Niagara. To confirm the missions, the first measure was the establishment of a College in New France, and the parents of the Marquis de Gamache, pleased with his pious importunity, assented to his entering the Order of the Jesuits, and added from their ample fortunes the |