VOL. XVII JUNE, 1911 No.4 CAROLUS REX MORITURUS LIBEROS SUOS SALUTAT Infantes mi! Parvule carissime a fili­ Et tu, mea filia, Elisa beta! Potestne'esse ut mei hi donarint judices Felicitatem hanc 'ultimcim, saevi, Mihi Regi ut nunc viderem vos carissimos Caperemque ambos dulci in complexu arto? N imias breves esse has pacis moras! Quibus,etsi tam crudelibus, libens­ a quam libens ! ego veras agerem gratias Nisi speciosa in hac clementia Nimis ego sentirem ab eis me irridere nunc, Ut eo aegrius ferrem sortam meam: Cras enim erit mihi dicendum ambos valere vos. Ecce autem filiam Elisabetam Perterreo copoise ut fieat: 0 desine Maerere, cara-non intellegis. Ades, mi fili, ades; et tu, carissima: Et collocate proxime hunc sinum Capita ista amata, ut lacrimulas abstergeam Quae manant, nescientibus causam Vobis, columbis trepidis infelicibusl a lacrimare noli, parvula- Num filiam pater suam sic territat? Quin siccos esse ocu1os vides meos, Et nonne sentis quam facile subrideam? Tibi item licet ridere-quare non? Sed nescio quid susurras tu~rem intellegis Totam, atque cognosti aegritudinem Discessus max futuri? Tandem, dixerunt N umquam esse nos 'revisuros inter nos? 80 Saint Stephen's Messenger Saint Stephen's Messenger 81 Nonne innoeenti tibi erudeles parcere Proenl tenere abhine!-Tum, filia, Voluerunt, ut, tuo dolore, eo Facito ut semper velit frater consistere Magis Regem suum eruciarent? Vae nobis! Tutela Christi Eeclesiae Verae, Solamne habent invidiam, ac non illam Sicut ego quoque semper fui quam maxime! Quam caritatem semper Christi praedieant Cum in Papam atque omnia iniqua Paparum Signum esse? N onne misericordiam Ei mandato ut semper facta cOIlsulat, Regi sciunt praebere, vice odii tanti? Tum in nequiores ]esuitibus Vae miserandis plus hominibus quam nos! Istos, qlli "Puritanos" se vocant ipsi- Vero, istorum miserere, non patris, eara! Qui tota in Regno Eeclesiaque avent Sed istis te curB. ne commi ttas; Et obturbare et funditus divellere- Flagitiose Regem suum fefe11erunt­ Omnem legem, imperium, ordinem-omnia! Se in liberis inopibus parvulis Vero, Antichristi vereor ne isti veri sint! Injuriosiores tanto praebebunt. Tuo ut fratri praecipias te obsecro, Se totum ut Causae det dehinc paternae illi: Visendo autem datum ocius fugit Ecclesiamque ut Sanctam amet Veram­ Tempus, nee dixi adhue quae volui dicere: Atque in odio ut teneat eiusdem Causae omnes Te enim a110qui volo, Elisabeta, Inimicos: Sacrosancta enim est Causa haec. Paueis, qua rum nisi eris oblita, dicito Studeatque item Hooker opera tot a noseere, Fraterculo huie olim, cum natu erit Quae et tibi legenda sunt, mea filia: Major, et item fratribus absentibus tuis, Et saepe it~m in manibus habenda Laudis sunt Jacobo Caroloque, regibus Scripta, in "Romanum Antiehristum" facta; Futuris: ne oblivisearis, 0 filia, Tum demum, i11ius sermones pernoverit Rei huius! Quid, numquam desistere Episcopi Andrewes sancti: sic bene est. Potes mente in tua hane tenere rem, dicis­ Bene est! Ita, audi, anima earissima, Ofilia et parvule fili-valete. nunc. Et mitte laerimas profundere, obsecro­ Mandati num immemor eris tu, cara? Vera, possunt privare vita me, o valeatis, mihi omnium earissimi! Sed anima sal va in Domini tutela est mea; Moriturus jam proficisear hine Caro Et coneedet Deus nobis clemens Pro Domino ]esu, humilitor oro, martyrus. U t in aedibus eonveniamus eoelestibus Ne maereatis itaque, amati, nunc­ Pulchrisque, non post annos permultos. Mu1to est gaudere satius, eonvenitque illud. Tametsi enim ut vir pravus qui peccavi sum, Capita ambo £loseulos ut oseuler Rex, contra, semper fidum-id scit Deus­ Mihi denuo sinite . Deus vobiscum, oro! Eec1esiae Sanctae Christi servavi me­ (Eaque ea,usa moriturus sum eras!) Valete!-Digressuri vero nunc, Confido itaque ignoturum peccatis meis At vita in sempitema ilIa congressuri Deum omnibus: quapropter, noli sic Nos sumus; et sempiterne amabimus, Lacrimare, filiaamata, sed considera Beatiusqlle ilIic, quam hie facere nunc potest. Quam tibi rem totam vola aperire nunc. Ita, mnore sempiterno: vero, i11ic Olim cum venerit filius ut regnet hic Veniet discessus nullus, neque rursus dolor, Sua in paterna patria, dicito- Nam Lux ipse est Deus Valete nunc. Venturus nam est, id scio: numquam Regem audebunt W. T. Sherwood, '1 i. 82 Saint Stephen's Messenger Saint Stephen's Messenger 83 MT. SAINT MICHAEL. As I neared the building, I caught snatches of an old world tune, then BY C. 1. SHOEMAKER, '12. words, at last whole lines: LL day long I. had been ~ding among. th. e cragg.ed £o,othills of the "Angelus pacis Michael in aedes A San Bernardmo. Mountalns. No"\V and then, high on the cliffs, Coelitus nostras veniat." sounded the shnll cry of an eagle. At other times the silence was troubled only by the incessant squeaking of the saddle.or the rolling of a I clattered up to the front door and it was thrown open. A great shaft ston:. Th~ sun :vas fast .sinking over the hills. Deep down in the gully of light pushed back the night and two brown robed figures stood in the MarJove Rlv.er ~httered like a thread of silver und,er the reflected lights. doorway. One stepped to my horse's head and waited for me to dismount, Through a. nft l~ San Fernando I caught glimpses of the ocean, placid the other held out a welcoming hand. I slipped from my pony and fol­ p.atches IY1n~ qUIetly under cerulean skies, and beyond, humid vapors lowed the monk. smlIn~red whItely .. A deeper silence began to sink over the purpling hills. Through long halls and great rooms hung with rich tapestries and old The aIr became thick. and heavy. My jaded pony picked his way more Spanish prints I followed the silent guide. In the large refectory a boun­ carefully along the famt trail. teous but plain supper was laid out. Motioning me to a seat the guest­ Fo~ ho~rs I h~d passed no sign of habitation and I became uneasy about master sat down opposite me. Every want was anticipated and fulfilled, my mght s lodgmg. On the top of a ridge, miles beyond, I could see a but no word was spoken. Down the long corridor resounded the chant, ma~s of ruined b~ildings, evidently the remains of an old monastery. The "Princeps gloriosissime, Michael Archangele, esto memor nostri." I fin­ traIl ~ound past It, but there was little chance for rest there. To add to my ished off my supper with a cup·of black coffee, my guide arose and I fol­ uneaSIness, dark clouds rolled up from the west as night closed in. Soon lowed him back through long halls into the chapel. In the choir knelt a great drops of rain flattened themselves on the hot rocks and spattered on score of brown robed, cowled figures. The altar was ablaze with lights. all sides. I quickly unslung m~ ponc.ho and by the time I was ready for The odor of stale incense hung heavily on the air. I sank to my knees at the the storm It was on: a steady raIn whIch pounded on rocks and crags with back of the chapel. The office went on; here and there I caught a familiar the rush of a mighty torrent. phrase. A thrill ran through me as I recognized the last; "Fidelium animae I could not see ten feet ahead of me, therefore I let the reins fall over my per misericordiam Dei requiescant in pace. Amen." horse's neck and trusted entirely to his secure footingand~ense of direction. The monks shuffled out and the lights were extinguished. The brother For an hour or so the trail ran steadily downward, then having crossed a who had welcomed me glided up and silently motioned me to follow him. I small stream, already rushing and foaming, it wound steeply up. The was shown to a bare celi, furnished only with a stone bench,used as a cot, long day's ride was beginning to tell. Sharp pains shot up my back and my over which were flung a lot of sheep skins. legs were numb from the saddle down. My tired pony swayed slightly and I had just stretched out on the cot when a light knock sounded on the his head hung low, nose almost touching the ground. I knew he could not door. Slowly the door opened and the old man who, during the office, I keep up the pace all night and, unless we soonfound sh~lter, we should be had decided was the abbot, entered. I rose quickly as he crossed the room. forced to spend the night under a tree. He stood before me and reached out his hand. Instinctively I held out my Then I recalled the ruins I had seen early in. the eve~ing and which we hand, into which he dropped a small iron crucifix. In my surprise I tried must be nearing by this time. Even the walls would be a protection against to thank him, but before the words came he had given me his silent blessing the chill wind. Cheered by this thought I hurried the pony along and we ahd departed. I placed the crucifix in an inner pocket and again lay down, were soon on a more level trail at the top of the ridge. attempting to review the events of the day, but the long ride and the pound­ To my great s~rprise and joy, I could see, far ahead, many lights shining ing of the rain upon the roof soon brought on a deep sleep. across the wet mght. As we drew nearer I found what I had taken for a All night strange dreams of kinghts and monks assailed me. Towards mass of ruined buildings to be a well preserved monastery.