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Show ; . CELEBRATES X l St. Patrick's Bap On Friday evening, St. Patrick's eve, All Hallows was ablaze with glory. A sumptuous feast of song, oratory, band ,and orchestral music was enjoyed by the distinguished audience which filled the college hall to overflowing. The stage was prettily decorated, much artistic ar-tistic finish being displayed in the happy hap-py blending of the Iri3h and American colors. Green badges, shamrocks, golden gold-en harps on a green background everywhere every-where clung lovingly to the Stars and Stripes. Green favors were universally worn by the ladies and gentlemen who had como to honor with 'the president faculty and students the glorious .memory of Ireland's great Apostle.The ladies of the Salt Lake Literary club were present bv special invitation and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the echo, as it were, of their own beautiful St. Patrick's Pat-rick's afternoon entertainment. Seldom Sel-dom has a more representative and cultured cul-tured audience graced the callege hall; seldom has more enthusiastic applause greeted the very creditable rendition of each number on the programme. S- The entertainment opened with an orchestral or-chestral selection, entitled "Sounds From Erin," and was one long burst of melody from beginning to end. Profes. sor Federaen, with his poetic, artistic and deep-sympathetic temperament, seemed to have breathed into his youthful youth-ful performers intense soul and feeling, so indispensable in Irish music, and accordingly ac-cordingly a magnificent symphony of the immortal strains of Erin's ancient minatrelg thrilled, charmed, enraptured the large and appreciative audience. "Erin's Flag," a recitation by William Shields, was given with the fire, the energy and pathos becoming his Hibernian Hiber-nian descent and patronymic. The discourse of Mr. J. P. Fanning was worthy of the occasion. . It was a discourse which showed the superior physical anl mental training of Mr. Fanning. The symmetry of figure, grace of movement, strength and en- - 'faj -". vuac aim fceLuie neic cviut'iiu; r of a good athletic training, while the historical research, beautiful and apt 1 quotations, choice diction were proof i of much solid, varied and discriminative discrimina-tive reading. He said in part as follows: "Erin, the Tear and the Smile in i Thine Eye" was sung by the Glee club with a finish and perfection reflecting great credit on the members and on their distinguished director, Mr. J. Mc-Kenna. Mc-Kenna. . The mush? discoursed by the brass ; band was of a high order. Sometimes soft as the lute, it symbolized the peace and happiness which reigned in Ireland during the centuries immediately following fol-lowing the death of St. Patrick, and then assuming its true nature of "sonorous "so-norous metal blowing martial sounds," ot was symbolical of the glorious -victories and triumphant returns of the famous Milesian heroes Ugory the Great. Con of the Hundred Battles, Cathaire Mor, Malachy and Niall. The recitation of "A Shipwrecked Irishman," given with much humor by Iv. Canning, was well received and ' evoked an enthusiastic encore. Tom I Powers, in his own comic and inimitable inimit-able way, sang "Off to Philadelphia," I and brought down the house. In re- ; eponse to an encore, he sang the old song witn tne words a trifle changea. The second edition ran somewhat thus: "There's a girl called Nellie Bawn, Whom I hope to call my own, To see my little cabin floor adorning; But my heart is full of showers. For how can she be Mrs. Powers, If I start for dear old Leadville in the morning?" "The Last Rose cf Summer," a violin solo, w as a fitting crown to the musical part of the programme. "Sweet is the breath of vernal sihower, the bee's collected col-lected treasure sweet," but sweeter far is "music's melting fall" from the violin vio-lin of 9-year-ol.d Arthur Pedersen. No one acquainted with the poetry of Moore has listened to the music called forth from the violin by Professor I Petersen's talented boy without feel-j feel-j Ing deeply the truth of the following lines: "Music, oh, how faint, how weak. Language fades before thy spell; Why should feeling ever speak When thou canst breathe her 60Ul so well." The closing remarks of Father Grey-ward Grey-ward were very eloquent and a worthy setting to perhaps the most beautiful and artistic entertainment ever given in All Hallows. The first few sentences caused his hearers to gaze with wonder, won-der, and as he proceeded, "still hey gazed and still the wonder grew" 'how such overwhelming waves of sound ' could proceed from one of anything but Patagonia stature. His big stentorian voice made the very floor vibrate, and might, if possessing a little more of the music of Apollo's lute, rank not far bslow that of a Webster or of an O'Con-nell. O'Con-nell. His sentences' were strong and musical; his climaxes massive and powerful; pow-erful; his delivery, as becoming a child of the sunny south, lively and animated. animat-ed. Round after round of applause greeted the higher flights of his fiery an d impassioned eloquence, which "charmed the soul" of all present, as Professor Pedersen's music had; already al-ready "charmed their sense." Father Gueyward dwelt principally upon the vitality of the Irislh race and their un-d3ing un-d3ing loyalty to the faith of St. Patrick. Pat-rick. On Saturday morning at 9 o'clock the Mass in honor of St. Patriek was attended at-tended by all the students. After the Gospel, Father Gueymward preached In his usual eloquent and persuasive manner. man-ner. FATHER GUYMARD'S ADDRESS. Men are not called great because of a.ny transitory power they wielded during life, nor because of the amount of praise or flattery they received from their contemporaries, nor because of some one act of virtue, but rather according ac-cording to the degree of influence they exercised on following generations by moral character or intellect, by the soul they breathed into posterity. In this manner does Peter the Great survive in the policies of Russia, Frederick the ! Great in the militarism of Germany. I The heroes of independence in the lib- j erty loving nature of the American people. St. Patrick Is great because of his far-reaching beneficent Influence on the Irissh people. By the manner in j which, he breathed his virtuous soul into his people, as manifested in the purity of Ireland's daughters, in the generosity of Ireland's sons, their love of Christian learning and most of all, their undying faith. He then showed how faith was the one distinctive characteristic In the apostolic life of St. Patrick, from the day that he threw off the yoke of slavery slav-ery to the day .when full of confidence m himself and faith in his God he faced pruidism on the hill of Tara and brought it to an untimely and dishonored dishon-ored grave. This faith was implanted In the Irish character, showing itself in its faith in itself as a nation, and in Its faith in God and its religion. Faith in itself when it can, after ' centuries of enforced ignorance and misfortune, and persecution, and exile, blossom and bloom among the nations raise a proud head and with power assert as-sert "That Ireland must and shall bo free!" Faith In God and its religion. For Ireland as a nation and Ireland ai a Catholic nation are one and the same. They were one in the days of her political po-litical independence, one in her exile, one in her hopes, shall ever remain by the sufferings that confirmed it and the blood that sealed it. one and the same. He then closed with an apostrophe M Ireland, beseeching her to retain her elevating influence on the materialistic world, for on the last day when other nations appear old and decrepit before the throne of God, she still young, by her faith and hope, and dressed in garments gar-ments of purity, will follow the lamb and sing hosannahs to her eternal king. MP.. FANNING'S ADDRESS ON MUSIC. Ladies and Gentlemen Of all the arts music has the strongest and best effect on man, because it comes closest to his nature. It does not merely please his eye with a combination of beautiful colors, nor his ear with a succession of harmonious sounds, nor his reason with the clear cold beauty of truth, but it enters into his inmost soul thrills the very fibers of his heart. It suits his every mood, his every feeling. In joy I it rejoices with him, in sorrow it comforts com-forts him, in passion it calms him, in love it exalts and ennobles him, in battle bat-tle it strengthens and sustains him and always improving him, leading him onward to a higher and holier purpose, driving away discords, envy, strife filling his soul with peace and love for his fellow men, lifting' him in spirit al- most to the throne of God. And as it is with individuals so it is with nations. Music civilizes them, turms them fronj the ways of savage war to gentle arts of peace, drives away social discord and brings about the unity of humanity and the knowledge of the brotherhood of man. A great poet has said: "Let me but make the songs of a nation and I care not who makes its laws." He well knew that he could do more good to the people hy his songs than by all the laws he could possibly make that If the songs of a nation were oure, her laws would be pure that if the nation had good songs the hearts of the pec-da pec-da thrrmo-h thnco . ,j v. I drawn to the nation, and that nation would flourish. What has not tha4 grand melody, "God Save the Queen." done for England? Who can calculate the fires of patriotism that have been kindled by the "Marseillaise" in France? Could we spare "Star Spangled Span-gled Banner" or "Yankee Doodle" from our own national history? No. Those simple, yet noble meiodies, " are woven about our national life as the vine is woven about the oak roots among roots, branches among branches. Who does not remember during our late war with Spain going to some public concert con-cert and hearing the "Star Soanglefl Banner played by a brass band or sung by a choir? How every one in the vast audience rose cheering to his feet how every heart throbbed with a I strange xultation how everv eye was moist and every brow burning with the fever of patriotism! Which of us under the influence of the wonderful spell would not have died for our country as freely and gladly as ever martyr died for holy cause? Whilst the music of a I nation may have a great deal to do with the making of its history, on the other hand, the history of a nation determines de-termines the character of its music. It the national history be triumphant and ! glorious, the music Will be trinmnhnnf : ; and glorious if the national history bi sorrowful, the music will have ever a tmge of sadness if the national life has been a life of war, her muic will be warlike If -peace has been uie na tion s portion then her music will ba quiet and peaceful. Ladies and gentlemen, when we review re-view the nations of the earth each one seems to be pushing the other In the fore front of advancement. They have !lr K"1!16"36 aiLm33 of able-bodied men, their superb navies of steelclad battleships, their broad acres well tilled , by hardy husbandmen, their schools IS t0 ,overflwing with brilliant raflroYdsTfOUndrIeS and fact0ries Each nation seems a queen seated on nHne' With a dfadem " her brow. P;OU.dl3r to her children and iaa? Ah! no. There is one. fairest I queen of all, standing uncrowned be-ai be-ai a .brfn-tringed harp, looking sad-eyed and lonely over countlef graves at her feet far out over the bleak waste of ocean to every nation of the earth, and she mourns her children chil-dren dead and her children exiled She has seen them for hundreds of yea-s Sjy thousands through fatntnl and sword, or driven into exile by the heartless oppressor. She has seen her ieStroyued her religion trampled upon, her schools ruined, her fair fields turned into barren waste. She has seen her very national existence threat- hag survived it all through, with heavy heart; she mourns the past, yet she sees the uture tinged with rosy hope and she feels that , she will one dav take her place among the nations - of the earth, grandest, . . noblest, fairest queen, of all The struggle of Ireland has been a long. one. It has been cen- -- .-- . -'.. cuii5, uijuauenng, T?.VyLn: re8,stance.. The oppression that has ground other nations from the face of the earth still finds Ireland almost al-most as fresh as ever. The sire may die, but he transfers the cause to. his aon and her exiles are not lost to her-their her-their hearts and if - chance should jcome, their hands-are still hers, and her cause shall live till she is "great glorious and free, first flower of the i earth and first gem of the sea." I To my mind there are two thinga that keep Ireland's cause alive her re ligion and her music. Without these :she would long ago have been merely I a memory in the minds" of men. The i music of Ireland begins with the dawn ! of her history, ' and ' it has furnKied some- of the most beautiful threads in the warp and woof of her sweet sad story. History tells us that Ireland was settled about the year 1400 B C by the Milesians, who came from Spain. These people brought with them to Innisfaul their laws, religion , manners and customs. Their laws di- jvided the people into clans or classes i each ruled by a chief on a system very . similar to the feudal system of other i parts of Europe. Each chief had his bard, who lived at his palace and sang ! the heroic deeds of the chief and his ancestors. The bards were also the; historians of the nation and the hisrh ' priests of its pagan religion. They held an exalted place in the law-making of I the nation, and were most Important I on the battlefield, where they went before be-fore the soldiers and, by stirring mus'c encouraged them in the conflict At' the great Parliament of Tara, convened tnennially by Ollave Ficola, the barda occupied the second place next to the royal princes and chiefs of clans, and by the wonderful music of their harn3' added to the solemnity and grandeur; of the occasion. In our mind's eye we can see them now, those grand old "."i lonS-nowlng beard and hair uplifted flashing eyes, with powerful penetrating voice, telling the heroic needs of -the sons of Erin in days gone, by, whilst, with ringing chords from their harps, they accompany those, wonderful melodies that, even after tha |
