A Letter of Thanks
a HAVE received for publication a letter I from a reader who wishes to express publicly her thanks " to a distinguished Dublin vocalist, Mr. Jay Ryan, and his charming wife and children for their kind hospitality during one of London's severe air-raids." The letter explains the trouble her hosts took, even though Mrs. Ryan was herself injured by glass Not only that, but " chaos reigned in the kitchen, with half the ceiling down, the furniture M confusion, the floor strewn with glass, and everything covered with soot and grime." In the normal way one would not have space to print this, but the letter seems to me to stand for so many similar cases of love and charity that it may be taken as a public expression of thanks from refugees to benefactors throughout the land.
Maurice Healy in Birmingham
Q PEAKING recently to the Midland
" Catholic Medica, Society in Birmingham, Mr. Maurice Healy, K.C., kept the Archbishop of Birmingham and his audience amused, encouraged and instructed.
One story he told was new to me. Stating that no code was as all-embracing, universal, just and simple as the Ten Commandments, he told us of Clemenceau's exclamation when President Wilson produced his Fourteen Points :—" 1k.Gea had only ten!" the French statesman said.
Another story is better known, but so good as to be worth re-telling. The sacristan at a little country church turned up one Ash Wednesday only to find that the priest had fallen ill. When he announced this to the congregation. one of them suggested that he might distribute the ashes. So he put on a surplice. but found that lie bad for
gotten the formula. So he signed each forehead with the sign of the Cross in ash, saying as he did so:—" It it does you no good, it'll do you no harm." Heaven, said Mr. Healy, surely made good his Imperfections.
ONE of the minor effects of the war, it would appear, is a shortage of breviaries. So I gather from the Ushaw Magazine, Breviaries are expensive and, I believe, exclusively painted on the Con
tinent. Every newly-ordained sub-deacon needs the four volumes, and modem breviaries are so well printed and bound that many must still be serviceable when their owner dies. It would be an inspiration to many a young sub-deacon to have the use of the breviary of a priest grown old in the service of the Lord
Pigotts Carries On
AM glad to hear that Pigotts intends to carry on after the death of Eric Gill. In this purpose Gordian Gill, Denis Tegetmeier, Rend Hague and Laurence Cribb, trained by Gill to do
stone arid woodcarving, letter-cuttine engraving. mural paint
ing. printing, are carrying out the wish of Gill himself His aim was that Pigotts should become ass enduring home of craftsmanship.
I reproduce what might be called Gill's trade-mark, under which sign Pigotts will live as the best memorial to the artist.
Prisoners of War—and Converts
MAJOR M. V. Hay, known to many as
an authority on James II and Scottish history, is busily engaged in Aberdeen on looking after our prisoneis of war, as convener of the Prisoners of War Appeal for the north-east of Scotland. He has produced what I suppose is unique, timely, a magazine called Prisoners of War News. Many will be glad to learn that his information supports the view that our prisoners are being decently treated in Germany.
Writing of Scotland from London, I should give to English readers the news, now rather dated, of the Fact that Hew Lorimer, son of the late Sir Robert Lorimer, R.S.A., was received into the Church by the Dominicans in Edinburgh. He is one of the leading young sculptors in Scotland
and a pupil of Eric Gill. Another recent convert is George Scott-Monerieff, nephew of the translator of Proust, and himself a writer. As my correspondent.says:—" It is not often that we get any converts of this class in Scotland, so we think mach more of them than in England."
Turk, Virgin and Pole
AMONG the many original schemes promoted by the Polish Relief Fund to raise money I commend one to smokers and to those who would like to send cigarettes as a Christmas present. In conjunction with Abdulla. the P.R.F. has for sale boxes of " Polish Eagle cigarettes either
Krolowa (which means Turkish) or Krol (which means Virginia). At Ss. 6d, the box of MO they provide a suitable way of helping Poland and helping either yourself or your friends. They can be obtained from the Polish Relief Fund, 31, Belgrave Square, London. S.W.I
Vatican's Moral Power
I N these days when attacks on the Vatican seem to be increasing I recommend the following statement by an Uruguayan deputy answering a protest in the Uruguayan Chamber of Deputies against a renewal of diplomatic relations with the Vatican.
" To renew relations with the Vatican is merely to do what all civilised countries in the world, almost without exception, have done already. The Vatican is not merely a power of a religious character; it is practically a State maintaining international relations with most countries. And it is precisely small States, without the military power necessary to defend themselves against the threats or interferences of the great invaders of our day, which have the greatest interest in being connected with a Power which does not rely on armaments or on large naval or aerial forces but merely on moral. power. As always and as in the Middle Ages. so at the present moment. that moral power is a power of peace, a power of. justice and a power which has defended the common good of humanity."
I RECEIVED a leaflet this week saying,
through the casual post, that the answer to all the things we have been longing for, such as peace and prosperity and world order has been discovered in Ipswich. England. It is called " Regnego," which is the Esperanto for " Great State." In case the name should put off landladies busy with time-bombs or the 'bus-driver finding a new " diversion," the founders have added a circle to the pamphlet. " Whenever you see a circle," they tell me, " think of
Reg-nego.' " I am sorry for the ardent catechumens who nosy and again run across a circle in the street as people will and slap their foreheads to think of the right thing,
saying " Regesan " and Regal " and " Regency " and all the other flippant words that go through one's brain like Ali-Baba, or was it Cassim saying " Open sago " and other things to open the sesame of the Forty Thieves.
Social Justice: Popular Version
mR. HENRY MORRIS, who retired lately
from the educational headquarters in Dublin, tells in a recent essay on folklore how the Donegal fishermen used to provide for the needy folk of the coastal community. Eight men made the crew of a fishing yawl. When the boat came in, with its catch of herring, ten equal divisions would he made. Every fisherman got one share, and one share was put for the upkeep of the boat: the tenth share went to the widows and orphans, who had no one to fish for them.
Tbis traditional practice has died out, killed by Progress.
WILL the correspondent who drew our attention to the apostolic opportunities in Cornwall, please 'elate as a car has been offered? The original letter has, unfortunately been mislaid