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Show A Cross of Light. Rev. A. Jacquet, S. J., who was rendered ren-dered insane recently by the terrible trials of missionary labor at Nome, Alaska, was the originator of an idea which the city council of Nome has voted to perpetuate. In the winter the greater part of the twenty-four hours is dark in the far j north, and travelers on the snow-obliterated trails too often lost themselves on the flat, desolate tundra wh brief daylight fades, and not infrequently infre-quently there is a tragic ending to the journey. Father Jacquet wanted to make the high spire of St. Joseph church a beacon, and he had it surmounted sur-mounted by a large cross fitted with electric lights. All last winter this cross flashed out during the long arctic darkness and many a weary wanderer, when about to give up hope, was inspired to fresh efforts by catching a distant glimpse of the beacon cross, and with that light succeeded in struggling to Nome. People Peo-ple who spent last winter there say it is hard to compute the number of casualties the flaming cross averted. Recognizing the great importance to the city of the beacon the city fathers of Nome have voted to light the cross all winter at 'the city's expense, and now for miles around the shining cross guides belated travelers to Nome. |