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Show r : ( LATEST IRISlt NEWS. I i From The Pilot. : Cork. j Sister Mary Joseph Xavier OCallag- han, a beloved religious, died at tne oCnvent of Mercy, Bantry, recently, in the 44th year of her age and in the Sth of her religious profession. Thomas J. McDonnell, late of the Catholic university medical school, died on January 8. at his father's residence, resi-dence, Sunday's Well, Cork. Deny. Mrs. Margaret' Thompson, a venerable venera-ble and beloved resident of Dji ry City, died on January 5. She was in htr 98th year, and her recollection vent back to the days when Derry v-as almost al-most wholly comprised within the walled city and the waters of the Foyle j laved tha,.ramparts towards Ship Quay and the Strand. She saw Roger Demp-sey Demp-sey by his coffin on a cart go to Olaudy for execution (1815) and the I ' hiehwaymen Rainey, McQuaid and Acheson swing' from the gallows in : front of ihe jail in Bishop street. She was? born in 1810, and so was five yeary old when the star of Bonapar'.e sank forever at Waterloo. Dublin. An exceedingly tragic event took ! place at Phibsborough on January 7. 1 Mrs. Ionergan. aged 90, her daughter, j aged 60, and her son, lived happily fir ; many years in Arranmore avenue. Mr. Cornelius Lonergan left home in the morning as usual to attend business. and on returning in the evening found his mother and sister both dead, the victims of heart disease. The other members of this grieflstrlcken family, for whom deep sympathy Is felt, are Very Rev. James Lonergan, Frome, Somerset, and his sister. The funeral, lthnugh private, was attended by 1 many sympathizers. Galway. Feur Sisters left the Presentation convent, Tuam, on January 9, io establish es-tablish a branch of the Order at At-henry, At-henry, the Very Rev. Canon Canton, having placed the parochial house at their disposal and taken residence for himself elsewhere in the town. To the 1st of great Irish speakers In the British Brit-ish colonies should be added the name of Sir George Maurice O'Rorke, a Gal-wayman, Gal-wayman, who was elected on no fewer than five occasions speaker of the house of representatives of New Zealand. Zea-land. Sir Maurice is a brother of Charles Denis O'Rorke, Esq., J. P., of Clonberne Park. Kerry. The Rev. Mother Ignatius O'Connell, Fuperioress of the Presentation convent, con-vent, Castlcisland. died in the 82d year of her age and the 56th of her religious, profession. 1 The accidental death of Mr. Patrick Jones, an extensive farmer, has caused universal sorrow in Ballylongford and vicinity. Kildare. There passed away on January 4. at ; his residence in Newbridge, a well ' known, and it is not too much to say, one of the most brilliant of Irish ' steeplechase riders, in the person of Trrrence, or as he was better known as "Terry" Kavanagh. at the age of 41. ' King's. Mrs. O'Donnell, an esteemed resident of Clare, died recently. The Very Rev. i James O'Donnell, C. M., of Philsboro, Dublin, son of the venerable deceased, celebrated the requiem mass at the obsequies ob-sequies in Clara chapel, January 3. Miss Mary Campbell of Edenderry, a brilliant instructor of youth, whose abilities wore recognized on two con-' con-' tenents," died suddenly on January 8, to the sorrow of a wide circle. Roscommon. Mrs. Jane Stack.-who has been an , inmate of Roscommon district hospital for over twenty years, and was mother to the late fever hospital nurse, Mrs. O'Flynn, died on January .1, at - the very advanced age of 102 years. Tipperary. The interment took place recently at Clonmel of Mr. Dan Mara, publican, Old Bridge, Clonmel, an old and respected re-spected citizen, who in his young days former one of the band of Irish volunteers volun-teers that joined the Papal brigade and took part in the Garibaldian war in Italy. The death of Mr. Thomas Cullinan. Ballydine, Kilsheelan, recalls an excit- Ing incident in the career of Mr. Wil- liam O'Brien. After i Cullinan was evicted from his holding a big demon- Jstration was held in its vicinity. For nhe speech made on the occasion Mr. O'Brien was brought before R. M.'s at Carrick-on-Suir. and was defended by Mr. Healy, M. P. I Westmeath. 1 Died, on Dec. 31, at Laurel Hill Con- 1 vent. Limerick. Geraldine. sixth I daughter of the late Peter Fitzgerald, I 3q., Soho House, Multyfarnhem, for J lined by the rites of Holy Church in the 43d year of her religious life. The " funeral took place on Jan. 3, preceded Vy a solmen office and a requiem high mass, at which the Right Rev. Dr.' ' O'Dwyer presided, attended by a large liumber of clergy. Scott's Love for the Irish. . Sir Walter Scott was a conspicuous Example of a great writer whose liking of the Irish people was expressed in no halting manner. In one of his letters let-ters during his visit to Ireland in 125, he briefly sums up his impressions as follows: "I never saw a finer country, nor. to speak my mind, a finer people." But previous to his visit he had oer end over again, in his poems and stories, sto-ries, recorded his warm admiration of the Irish character. Yet. like Dr. Johnson, he was a Tory of the Tories. H would be easy to fill a page with Scott's frequent testimonials to the Kood qualities of the Irish people, but perhaps one paragraph will suffice. In his journal he says: "Once more of Ireland. I said their poverty was not exaggerater-fneithor is their wit nor their good humor, nor their whimsical whim-sical absurdity, nor their courage." Then he gives instances: "Wit I gave n fellow a shilling on one occasion, when sixpence was the feet. "Romem-ber "Romem-ber you owe my sixpence." "May your honor live till I pay you? There was ourtosy as well as wit in this, and all ihe clothes on his back would have V"en dearly bought by the sum in question. Good humor. There is a perpetual per-petual kindness in the Irish cabin. But-lermilk, But-lermilk, potatoes, a stool is offered, or stone is rolled that you may sit down. This natural disposition is turned to gaiety and happiness. While a Scotchman is thinking on the term day, or. if easy on that subject, about hell in the next world; while the Eng- lishman is making a little hell of his own in the present, because his muffin 1 not well toasted the Irishman' mind is always turned to fun and ridicule." ridi-cule." There is one point in connection with Scott's views upon Ireland namely, that he was very anxious to write an Irish novel, and chose as a subject the career of Redmond O'Hanlon,- the Irish Rapparee. Unfortunately, though he caused inquiries to be made, he could not obtain sufficient material for his purpose. Notre Dame's Orators.- Few institutions in the United States enjoy such a unique reputation for debating work as the University of Notre Dame, Ind. Seventeen times Notre Dame has debated with state universities and other great schools of the country and never once lost. President James of the University of Illinois calls this the "Irish oratory of Notre Dame, coupled with a course of logic," that gives these astonishing-results. astonishing-results. Eighty per cent of the students stu-dents of Notre Dame belong to the Celtic race, and quickness and imagination imag-ination are theirs by right of inheritance. inherit-ance. This year Notre Dame has debates de-bates with Wisconsin, University of Ohio and Georgetown. Look Forward. (Success Magazine.) Do not tell your troubles this year, because the fewer people who know of the things that have handicapped you the better it is for you. You will then be spared the influence of the unfortunate unfortu-nate suggestions which your hard-luck stories make upon other people's minds. Then, again, every time you repeat the story of your misfortunes, your troubles, your trials, your failures, you etch the dark picture a little deeper in your own mind; make a little more real to you what you ought to erase forever. for-ever. What cannot be cured should be erased forever. What cannot help us, what can only hinder, should be forgotten, for-gotten, discarded once for all. The only thing to do with a bad piece of work, with an unfortunate mistake, with a sad experience, is to let it go," wipe It out, get rid of it forever. Never allow the hideous image to come into your presence again to mar your happiness hap-piness or sap your strength. It is a good time to resolve that, whatever has happened to you in the past, which has caused you unhappi-ness, unhappi-ness, which has disgraced you. whic has made you think less of yourself, and made others think less of you, you will drop it, you will not drag it through the door of the new year, that you will lock It out with the old year; that you will clean house, that you will only take with you the thingsw hich can brighten, cheer and help you. Cheer Your Fellow Man. If you should see a fellow man with trouble's flag unfurled, An' lookin' like he didn't have a friend In all the world, y Go up an' slap him on the hack, aiV holler How d'you do? An' grasp his hand so warm he'll know he has a friend in you; Then ax him what's a-hurtin' him, an' laugh his cares away, An tell him that the darkest night is just before the day. Don't talk graveyard pallaver, but say it right loud: That God will sprinkle sunshine in the trail of every cloud. Reflections of a Bachelor. (New York ?ress.) It takes a woman to be jealous even when she doesn't care. A good way to get money is to make-people make-people think you have it already. What a woman likes about being a widow is she doesn't except to be long. A pretty girl can be more popular than an heiress, but she can't get married mar-ried so easily. What makes a woman ashamed of her husband is the way his friends can admire him for not caring what kind of clothes he wears. But Will She? She sat down on the bed and swung her feet back and forth while she hurriedly hur-riedly stitched the red bands on the sleeves of her kimono: The other girl was reading a poem when suddenly she was interrupted by hearing a plaintive little voice which said: "Well, I'll reform, re-form, that's all." It had been almost ten minutes since she had confessed having had most a tremendous quarrel with "the best man in the world." The reader had forgotten the incident, but suddenly remembered it when she glanced at her friend and noted the hot flush on her face. "Yes, I will reform; I will get rid of this temper or or oh, dear, he made me feel ashamed. You see I was so angry and I Just left him and went out and slammed the door. I slammed It like everything, too, and when I asked him to forgive me he wouldn't smile the weeniest, teeniest, little bit, but just stood there like an iron Hercules and said, 'I will forgive you, of course, but you want to control your temper. Hurt me? Certainly you did,' and honestly, he still looked fathomless fath-omless depths of pity on me. I could have stood anything but his pity, but it made me wilt, it showed just what I was. what he thought of me and, I guess, what everyone thinks of me. There, I have my kimono made and will repent in it and chocolate fudge. But I will be good!" And this resolution was made before New Year's. Exchange. Ex-change. Drink Plenty of Water. Few people know that fluid in the way of water and other harmless beverages is of even more importance to the preservation pres-ervation of health than the food we eat: indeed, food would be, of no use, nor cfjuld it be assimilated by the system, sys-tem, nor would it nourish or maintain the tissues, if it were not for the assistance assist-ance of water. MIXED METAPHORS. (Rochester Herald.) Edwin Markham, at a dinner, said of mixed metaphors: "When 1 was teaching in Los Angeles I us-d to read every week a little country coun-try paper whose editor's metaphors were an unfailing joy to me. Once, I remember, remem-ber, this editor wrote of a contemporary: contempo-rary: " "Thus, the black lie issuing from his base throat, lecomes a boomerang in his hand, and, hoisting him by his own "petard, leaves him a marked man for Ufa. "He said in an article on home life: " 'The faithful watchdog or his good wife, standing at the door, welcomes the master homo with an honest bark.' "In an obituary of a farmer tie wrote: i " 'The race was run at last. Like a ! tired steed, he crossed the harbor bar, I and. casting aside whip and spur, lay dowfpTipon that bourne from which no traveler returns.' " MORE THAN SHE NEEDED. (Illustrated Bits.) Mr. X. Don't I give you all the money you need? Mrs. X. Yes; but you told me beforn we were married you would give me all 1 wanted. Duty is a power which rises with us in the morning and goes to bed with ua at night. |