Friends at Court

New Zealand Tablet, 2 November 1916, Page 3

Friends at Court

GLEANINGS FOR NEXT WEEK’S CALENDAR 5, Sunday. —Twenty-first Sunday after Pen'{W> tecost. ~ 6, Monday. Of the Octave. ~ 7, Tuesday.— Of the Octave. ~ 8, Wednesday. — Octave of All Saints. ~ 9, Thursday. Dedication of the Lateran Basiljca. ~ 10, Friday.—St. Andrew Avellino, Confessor. ~ 11, Saturday.— St. Martin, Bishop and Confessor. * Dedication of the Lateran Basilica. This church is commonly known as the Basilica of St. John Lateran. It is the Cathedral of Rome, and was the first of the great basilicas consecrated to Divine worship after the accession of Constantins had given peace to the Church. St. Martin, Bishop and Confessor. St. Martin of Tours, as he is called from his Episcopal See, was born of pagan parents about the ear 317. By some he is held to have been the grand-uncle of St. Patrick. At the age of eighteen he was baptised, and from that time his life, which had always been marked by moral goodness, became resplendent tvith all the virtues, but particularly with the premier Christian virtue— charity. Compelled to serve for a time in the army, he kept himself perfectly free from the vices to which soldiers are, more than others, exposed. Appointed Bishop of Tours, in France, lieshowed himself a wise and capable administrator, and was singularly successful in causing the Ust traces of paganism to disappear from his diocese. He died, in all probability, about the year 397. GRAINS OF GOLD. AT HOLY COMMUNION. O Food to pilgrims given, Bread of the hosts of Heaven, Thou Manna of the sky ! Feed with the blessed sweetness Of Thy Divine completeness The hearts that for Thee sigh. O Fountain ruby-glowing, O stream of love outflowing From Jesus’ pierced side ! This thought alone shall bless us, This one desire possess us, To drink of Thy sweet tide. We love Thee, Jesus tender, Who hid’st Thine awful splendor Beneath these veils of grace • O let the veils be riven, And our clear eye in Heaven Behold Thee face to face ! Mgr. Hugh T. Henry, Litt.D. There is a homely old proverb that sets forth that vinegar never catches flies : and just from a worldly and selfish standpoint it is worth while to be amiable and to cultivate the gentle virtues of kindness and consideration for others. Life is nothing but a mirror that gives back our own face to us. If we smile upon it, it comes ti;k to us in warmth and sunshine. But if we turn a rfe and sullen face upon it, be sure we get back nothing but cold avoidance and bitter dislike. The world is willing to laugh with us, and dance with us, and make merry with us, it is also equally willing to fight with us. If, we dare it to the conflict, we must take the consequences—and to a -woman they are invariably disastrous. Women were not meant to fight: they were intended for something sweeter and better than that, and the aggressive woman is a libel on her sex.