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architectural beauty, but much dis- the Protestant portion of the inhabfigured by tawdry and diminutive itants desire to place an inscription decorations. The Gesú or Jesuits' or fix a record in the Latin tongue, church seems to be the favorite, but they have invariably dated it, REGIA not to our mind either the grandest MONTANA, Royal Mountain, while or most chaste. There is at present the Catholics just as persistently no cathedral; the one in course of bave it MARIANOPOLIS, Mary's city. erection is known as “the Canadian The naming of the city seems to be St. Peter's," being a miniature the only subject on which the three model of St. Peter's at Rome. The great divisions of the inhabitants, churches, however, which please English, Irish, and French, do not us most, are the two quaint old appear to agree. Some of these sbrines of Notre Dame de Pitié and days perhaps we shall have more to Notre Dame de Bon Secours. The say to the readers of the CATHOLIC former adjoins the strange-looking RECORD about " Ville Marie,” espeold convent whose sisterhood was cially its most charming of shrines, established here with the founda- La Chapelle Nazareth, not much tion of the city. At the left-band seen by strangers, as it is not in side of its sanctuary transept stands the guide-books, but which rivals a small marble shaft with the sim- in beauty anything the city can ple but expressive inscription:
boast. Now, however, space presses, Ci Git MARGUERITE BOURGOYS.
and we can only say that Montreal
bears very few evidences of povNotre Dame de Bon Secours is a erty among its inhabitants, for its very old building overlooking the St. public buildings and residences are Lawrence River ; over its steeple is generally superb. The thousands an old statue of our Lady, said to of strangers, however, who throng be much venerated by the sailors. the city, whether they be Catholics The inscription in large gilt letters or Protestants, seem to rush for over the door particularly attracts the churches before all things else, the stranger's notice.
and give to Montreal the appearSi L'amour de Marie en ton cœur est gravé
ance of keeping a perpetual Holy En passant ne t'oublie a lui dire un ave. Thursday. No stranger, however, Of which we venture the following should fail to visit the suburban translation:
village and shrine of Coté des If on thy heart our mother's love Neiges (Snowside) so called, beIn passing by this sacred shrine
cause the story of its foundation is To say an Ave Mary.
identical with the legend of our We are indeed far from home in Lady of the Snows at Rome. this quaint foreign-looking Cana- But it is time to set our faces 'dian city, yet we are as Catholics homeward. Softly as if on rails of no strangers in Montreal, which velvet the “Vermont Central” bears presents us so many reminders of us right down the valley between all that makes the brightest charm "Camel's Hump" and Mount of home, a mother's—a heavenly Mansfield. These glorious Green mother's-love. Everything seems Mountains are not green merely in to speak of her. The great bell name or color; they seem the qual“Gros Bourdon” answers for the ity of greenness itself, as they stand whole city. Its inscription reads as like shining masses of emerald follows: Ex PIISIMO MERCATORUM while the glistening streams wind AGRICOLORUM ARTIFICIUMQUE DONO. through them like veins of silver MARIANOPOLIS, MDCCCXLVII. quartz. We must rest one night in
Everything about Montreal is the midst of these lovely hills, and “royal' at least in name. Wherever Vermont's charming capital, Mont
Be graven, be thou wary
pelier, proves for us her hospitality. student, as wrapt in the veil of She shows us many things of note, mystic silence, she seems to feel not the least singular among them the spirit of the ancient regicides, a Protestant church, its handsome Goffe and Whalley, still hanging walls blazoned with the “Romish” over her superb but deserteil ave. inscription : “ Thou art the Rock," nues. Thence we ride up the now etc., etc. And there, side by side sadly famous Mill River Valley to with the elegant marble capitol, view with painful regard the unimwithi Ethan Allen breathing marble aginable destruction of life and defiance at its door as he stood of property caused by the bursting yore in the flesh at Crown Point and Williamsburgh reservoir. Thence Ticonderoga, stands the Catholic through the other neighboring church with its life-size statue of towns, rich with colleges and facits patron, St. Augustine. Sunday tories, for just here study has found week will be within the octave of a favorite resting-place, while thrift his feast. How will it be cele- has made of the falls of the Conbrated ? Here in the vestibule necticut at Holyoke City, the greatstands a large bell just arrived like est water power of the country. But ourselves from Troy. Its face pro- ere we seek more southern skies, claims its birthplace and pedigree. old Mount Holyoke, with his soli“ My name is Monica ; I am the tary beacon twinkling like a diaoffering of grateful hearts, and will mond on his brow, has summoned call down a blessing on them.” A us up its thousand feet of perpenbystander informs us that the Son's dicularity to see the view he gives feast will be celebrated by blessing us of the Connecticut Valley, one and hanging this beautiful bell nam- of the most glorious sights in Amered in honor of his mother. Thence ica, for he, with Mount Tom and down through “loveliest vale of fair- Nonatuck,“ Mountain of the blest," est stream that flows, willow-fringed hold triune sway over one hundred Connecticut,” to where fair old and fifty miles of an amphitheatre, Northampton, “Queen City of the encircled with bills, tessellated with Meads,” famous in Holland's songs fields of vari-colored grains like and “ Norwood's" story, sits veiled geometrically arranged mosaies and with elms and rules that glorious alive with hundreds of villages and valley, which Jenny Lind so aptly towns. Now fair and blithesome styled "the Paradise of America.” Springfield from her tier of hills Quietly she prepares us for an in- displays her beautiful specimens of troduction to all her sister towns Venetian and Swiss architecture, that stud the valley. Elegant Am- her spacious cathedral, ber arsenal, herst, with her splendid colleges, wherebreathing only of study and refine
From floor to ceiling ment. Old Hadley, with her two
Like a huge organ rise the burnished arms. elm-arched streets, that would make And never did poet make better some of our “boards of surveys ” metaphor. Wbile impressing those and “highway commissioners” other organs of our digestion, the ache with envy, or as our cockney viands of the renowned “ Massadriver expresses it, “ Hauld ’Ad- soit House” sit with artistic grace ley'as the 'andsomest hand at the keyboard of our palate. And stroightest havenues hof hany last but not least, beautiful Hart'amlet hin Hamerica." Quaintly she ford displays her grand churches, sits on the famous " Oxbow," and palatial insurance offices, and 6 where the Connecticut runs seven unlocks for us her treasure-house of miles to gain but one.” Surely historical relics; shows us her fashe is a study for the historical mous charter and the remains of
“the oak;” permits us to look into Through our ears they ring and that renowned chest that 66
memory bids the echo pursue us over in the Mayflower ;' lets us down the bay even to where the gently feel the weight of King twin towers of Neversink keep Philip's war club over our pates ; guard over sea-girt Long Branch, and last but not least, among other beautiful as a bride decked for her curiosities too numerous to men- wedding. tion, permits us to listen to the We have not been able in our wisdom of a modern philosophic brief space to speak in detail of the historian of the subversive order, " characters” one always meets in who is prepared to prove, at least travelling, nor of many things which to his own satisfaction if not to would interest the general reader. that of those who choose to hear We have sought only to give briefly him, that Captain Wadsworth never a few impressions, and such as did hide the charter in the oak. This would be chiefly interesting to specimen of doubting humanity can Catholic readers. Yet even here be seen free of charge by any visi- we have failed, for tb progress of tor at the State-house, and will be- our holy religion, especially in nignly commiserate any silly travel. “Puritan” New England, far outler who is so regardless of the truths strips the power of pen in descripof history as to pass him by un- tive pace. The small city of Hartnoticed.
ford alone boasts of two Catholic But on we go. After a brief visit churches of the finest order. We to quiet, quaint, and classical New quote them merely for example, for Haven, our iron horse runs us in all through New England many of the circle of our tour back to the temples of the living God are New York. A night's rest at the fit to be cathedrals. _In the matter palatial “Windsor,” which might of education, New England seems be more aptly styled the “Ver- to have more secular colleges for sailles," and we take up our route both sexes than her population for "home, sweet home," with the could supply students, yet the consciousness that all the histori- Catholics everywhere keep rank cal reminiscences of our hasty trip with the best Protestant instituhave made us return to "the birth- tions. In the little manufacturing place of liberty” feeling thoroughly towns of Chicopee and Holyoke we centennial.
found the schools of the Sisters of But we have not yet had the last Notre Dame to be splendid in apof our “sweet surprises," for mid pearance and as popular among the the early worry and bustle of the people as could be desired. But it business heart of the great metropo- is time to close. The shadows lis the chimes of old Trinity greet deepen, the flames from the great us as we pass with the gracious log-fire are struggling with the hues tones of their morning psalm. In- of the early October sunset, and stinctively we pause to listen. How we lay aside our little diary, for appropriately at such an hour and autumn in illuminated letters has in such a place come flowing down written FINIS to the golden-text the well-known strains :
volume of the summer. Praise ye the Lord; Alleluia ! Alleluia, praise ye the Lord !
PROF. TYNDALL'S ADDRESS.
OCCASIONALLY it happens that the professed to lead to eternal salvastaid world of science is astonished tion had no existence save in bis at the dogmatic high-handedness own fancy, and consequently could with which some of its representa- stand in no need of his ministry. tive men dispose of questions, Extremists are always aggressive, which are usually approached with equally so whether led on by pasextreme caution and treated with sion, sentiment or reason. When a peculiar reverence as being the passion gets beyond its due bounds dim points of demarkation, where it makes man a reprobate, to be what is positive in the physical restrained and punished by his world begins to melt into the fellows. When sentiment is permysterious and unknown. The mitted to dominate unduly, it prodeductions and inferences of science duces what men usually designate are generally so plain, so tangible a simpleton or fool. Reason, too, and fixed, that the scientist, once when pushed beyond its sphere, firmly placed in the pathway of and urged to the contemplation of progress, walks steadily on, in no secrets which it cannot fathom, fear or danger of confusing or generates a creature of its own, a confounding either himself or skeptic, who always doubts, and others, so long as he is content to generally despises all theories and abide by the laws with which pru- opinions but his own. dence and his own reason would Reason overstrained is as decepregulate his steps. But it has tive and dangerous as either paslong been evident, that in the world sion or sentiment. of science, as well as that of senti- which urges it on gives it no rest, ment, there are fanatics, and the forces it to guess and surmise inphilosophical acrobat is as much to stead of drawing legitimate conbe pitied as his neighbor who runs clusions from sound premises, and to the other extreme. Diogenes in is necessarily from its position his tub, with his pride and absolu- ready to receive the spurious artitism alone to bear bim company, is cle for the genuine one. quite as sad a sight as a dervish The latest and one of the saddest in the desert wrapped in his own instances of reason run aground sombre thoughts. There may be, is furnished by Professor Tyndall's and seems to be, a spirit of earn- address before the British Associestness in the latter, while no ation for the Promotion of Science. motive more exalted than egotism Professor Tyndall has for years can be attributed to the former. and deservedly held a high posiSometimes the vagaries of the tion among scientists.
A man leaders of science appear little less of powerful mind and untiring enthan ludicrous to the staid minds ergy, he has steadily advanced in of the masses. Witness the efforts learning and reputation till he has of Darwin to prove that the origi- become the leader of an associanal progenitors of man were little tion which numbers among its better than the figurative worm of members some of the greatest Holy Writ; and of Bishop Berkeley, thinkers of the age. As president, who, with characteristic consis- he at a recent meeting in Beltency, spent a lifetime in endeavor- fast, delivered the opening address, ing to show that the creatures he and surprised the world by enun