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Show ' THE INTERMOUNTAIN CATHOLIC 22 Finally, an article was printed in the Intermountain Catholic of August 21st, 1909, which beautifully treats of the ceremony of dedication and is therefore quoted here as a fitting climax to the greatest celebration in the history of the Catholic Church in Utah: Never before in the history of Utah, perhaps never in the annals of the Catholic Church west of the Missouri, has there been such an imposing, beautiful and impressive ceremony as that which took place in St. Marys Cathedral last Sunday. The day itself was ideal, the occasion inspiring, and the great Church in its solemn isolation and colossal proportions a revelation, especially to those who saw the Cathedral for the first time. Sunday, August 15th, 1909 will for generations remain a memorable day in the history of the Catholic Church in Utah. The dedication of the Cathedral was not only magnificent and imposing as a religious ceremony, but it was also the coronation of years of patient and liberal generosity on the part of the venerable Bishop Scanlan expectation, and his people. The procession entered the Church at about half past ten, the hierarchy and clergy filling the sanctuary. The effect was magnificent when the procession passed into the Cathedral. On the entrance of the Cardinal, the Archbishops, Bishops and Priests, the grand orchestra and full choir gave with thrilling effect the Alleluia from Beethovens Mount self-deni- al of Olives. The spectacular effect produced by the appearance of the procession as it moved slowly up the aisle to the sublime music of Beethoven was majestic in the extreme. The prelates, in the richest vestments robes fashioned after a model eighteen centuries old as they advanced with reverential mien, presented a spectacle nowhere to be seen outside the Catholic Church. Then, during the ceremony of the Mass, those solemn chants which were consecrated by their antiquity a thousand years ago, whose rich and inspiring music fell for ages on the ears and gladdened the hearts of Popes and emperors, conquerors and sages, reminded the worshippers present of the venerable age of the immortal Church of Rome. All present assisted at a sacrifice that was old in the time of Constantine, when the luminous Cross shone in the heavens, when the smoke of sacrifice rose from the Pantheon, and when The uplifted cross bearing leopards and tigers bounded in the Flavian amphitheatre. the image of the crucified Christ, Whose head was bowed down even as droops the yellow of the Church; the assisting prelates and, ear of corn; the venerable Cardinal, Prince-Bishoabove all, the sacrificial priest standing at the altar and interceding for the living and the dead, strongly reminded one of Bournes great painting representing Peter, the Hermit, surrounded by the Bishops, organizing the crusades; or, more strikingly still, of the memorable time when Pope Leo, with his mitred Bishops and tonsured monks, went out from Rome to plead with Attila, the Hun, to spare the Imperial City. The representative character of the prelates who filled the chancel, their eminence of station and their acknowledged learning and ability; the splendor and richness of decoration demanded for the great occasion and blended with pomp of ceremony; the swelling strains of sacred music pouring forth in consonance with the sublime dignity of the Adorable Sacrifice; each and all conspired to entrance the soul with transports of divine adoration. Pontifical High Mass was begun at a quarter after eleven, and, by right of office, was intoned by the Bishop of the Diocese and builder of the Cathedral. The choir embraced sixty or seventy of the most eminent vocalists and instrumentalists of the city. Gounods Mass of St. Cecilia was performed in a manner that must have realized the conception of the great composer. The ceremonies of the day were conducted with an impressive magnificence and solemnity which seemed to raise all who witnessed them above the regions of storms and clouds into the pure atmosphere of God. As we listened to the wonderful music and gazed upon the inspiring and impressive scene, our memory carried us back across the ages, back through the avenues of time, to the days when the Apostles, the first Bishops of the Church, met in council in Jerusalem. We saw terrible trials of those early days, when Hebrew fanaticism, Roman law and pagan ferocity were leagued against the infant Church. We saw the banner of Faith borne steadfastly and determinedly from Jerusalem to Antioch; banner as bom by St. Peter unto Rome, where it became the banner of light to those seated in darkness and in the shadow of death Rome, then and ever afterward, became, under the successors of St. Peter, the heart of Christendom, from which the blood of salvation flowed and is flowing to the remotest extremities of our racial body. From the meeting of the Bishops at the first Council of the Church in Jerusalem to the assembling of their successors in St. Marys Cathedral last Sunday we may study the unfolding process of Divine revelation in its successive stages and progressive unity. Well may we repeat, with the Psalmist: Glorious things are said of thee, 0 City of God. This man and that man are born in thee, but the Highest Himself hath begotten thee. The memories so intimately associated with the dedication will live in the hearts of our Catholic people when other generations shall have replaced the present. So, too, the name of our venerated Bishop, inseparable from that of the Cathedral, will go down to p ' , j- - i |