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I PICKED up to-day in a city church a C.T.S. pamphlet called Mary, Woman of Prophecy. I don't know if the little work is new or old, but its author is a doctor of philosophy and it is certainly written with an almost pedantic care for both doctrine and style; something of the dogmatic intensity that Bernard used in the same cause.

All the more startling, therefore, is this concluding sentence:

" Virgin, Mother of God, and our sweet Mother, too, highest, holiest, dearest, best: if some of Thy children be so blind that they think to honour Thy Son by neglecting Thee, know that there are others who would tear the heart from their breast and cast it at Thy royal feet if so be they might show Thee honour."

Thomas More: His Forthrightness

TICS fault of pusillanimity and timorous TICS fault of pusillanimity and timorous

A mind letteth a man also many times from the doing of many good things which (if he took a good stomach to him in the trust of God's help), he were well able to do. But the devil casteth him in a cowardice and malted., him take it for humility, to think himself unmeet or unable thereto, and therefore to leave the good things undone . whereof God offereth him occasion. . But such folks have need to lift up their hearts and call upoe God and by the counsel of other ghostly (i.e., spiritual) folk, cast away the cowardice of their own conceit ... and look in the gospel upon him which laid up his talent and left it unoccupied,

. . And all and therefore utterly lost it.

this fear corneth by the Devil's drift, wherein

he taketh occasion of the faintness of our good and sure trust in God.

Second Book of Comfort Against Tribulation: Chapter xiii.

Looking for a Fight

1. KNOW a certain kind of Catholic who, A having read so far in this article as the end of that sentence will turn with a inane or a shudder to the next page, wondering indeed what the CATHOLIC HERALD is corning to. (Incidentally, the editor of the CATHOLIC HERALD takes no responsibility for opinions to be found here except in the most general sense.)

To return to my superior reader, let him return to me ; for it is to him that I should like to address myself this week. Thus:

ARIEL: Well, sit, it is not difficult to see that my quotation fills you with disgust. Yet I wonder why.

SUPERIOR READER: Why pick on me?

A: Because behind your disgust I sense an attitude with which I quarrel. S.R.: And what is that attitude?

A.: Let us be brief, sir, in coming to

the point. It is an attitude of superiority. You will not care to admit it, I fancyS.R. On the contrary, my good columnist; I admit it freely.

A.: Would you then care to find expression for it? My column is at your service. (Aside: After all, the last word is with me. Laughs consumedly.) S.R. (falling into the trap):. Why, that is very kind of you, very civil indeed. I have often wished I had more time for public debate. Unfortunately, we City men —

A.: Ah! you work in the City?

S.11,: Yes, sir. It is, if I may say so, a life-long liberal education. A.: You may say so, sir : there is no law against it.

S.R.: Now, let's have another look at —air, yes! . . Good heavens, man read it yourself! Exactly the sort of pious wishy-washy stuff that gets our religion a name for mariolatry. That sort of thing may be all right for the Latin races or the Irish but I can tell you what we Englishmen call it-

A.: I know. You call it un-English. Of course you are absurdly wrong, in point of pure fact (picking up a sheet of paper). This is a little leaflet somebody gave me to-day, actually on this very subject. Would you care to read—from there?

Mary and Old England

S.R.—" Mariolatry—a word so often used by them because they do not understand what devotion to Mary the Mother of God means—does not, can not, and never existed in the church, but once, love for her burnt so brightly in England that like a mystic .cloud, it covered the land, and pervaded everywhere. Her image graced the royal Crown of England; our kings invoked berth their hour of danger; the warrior wore her image on his surcoat or engraved on his keen edged falchion ; the earl constituted her the lady of his lands, and himself her vassal; fields were held by the senice of reciting so many AYES yearly ; alias given in her love were called our Lady's meat and our Lady's loaf ; the shopman painted her on his signboard; prosperous merchants built churches and bedehouses in her honour; the sailor named his ship after her, and when tossed on the raging billow, invoked

the bright Star of the Sea." the bright Star of the Sea."

SA.: It contains an amazingly mixed metaphor. A.: I grant you. Nevertheless—so what? SR. That was centuries ago. A.: Precisely : when Englishmen were Catholics, when England was Mary's Dower. I remember once going with a friend of mine to Mr, T. S. Eliot's Murder in the Cathedral. As we left the theatre he turned to me: " It's a remarkable work," he said; " but what's wrong with it?" " It isn't Catholic," I said. " Yet you can find nothing in it —" he began. I interrupted him: '-It's what. you don't find in it." '.You're quite right," Ile said. " What's missing?' " Everything,' I answered, quite suddenly finding the wordS, " that Mary means to Catholics."

(Continued in neii column).

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