Academy of Our Lady of Grace - Stella Yearbook (Colebrook, NH)

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gI'a!Lll.ltl'J ral el' When tne sun s nm behlnd the Monldnocg and dusk crept upon the earth, when the chapel became deserted and onlv the vaclllating llght of the sanc tuary lamp threw 1tS mjsterluus and peaceful light around the chapel then, dear Mother, you would lure me gently and tenderly but inslstently to for same a group of friends, to throw down an lnterestlng book or to interrupt an asslvnnent, to cone and chat w1tn you For four years, I have cone, dear Lady, to tell you the happenfngs of my shorthand notes how my Latln words got mlxed up wlth my French ones how I liaed the geometry exam, but d1dn't care for sclence Dear Mother, when 1n the d11H6SS of the vigil lamp, I'd loom up, I felt sure I could see your eyes full of understandlng and your lips seemed to utter NDear chlld, do not worry so Do not get overnervous, for I shall, like at Cana, tell my Son ' What a rellef that loom gave me and how peace fully, I'd go up to bed assured that the morrow wouldn't be too dark Could you count, dear Motmer, tne number of tlmes I came durlng these years praylng, begglng, thanklng you, but often t116S crying' Yes, crying for I feared the future, feared the insecur1ty everywhere, feared the fasc1nat1on of tne world feared most of all to be unfalthful to you and to jour Jesus Then, with motherly love, you would answer 'Fear not my child, those who nestle neath my mantle can never go astray ' Tonlght, dear Motner, is my farewell VlS1t My heart is heavy with apprehens1on My eyes overflow wlth the sorrow of blddlng you good bye Tomorrow, when, I leave the Academy, there w1ll stretch before me three highways leadlng to the Palace of the King of Kings Which of these, dear Motner, does your Son want me to travel? Has He maraeo me as one who must rlde alone by devotion to others, but not bound by the sweet t1es of human love, nor by bonds of fraternal love in rellgion? Or has He w1lled that another human hand and heart be my companion on one of these h1ghways9 Or, again, has He chosen me to travel in His own car, as His brlde givlng my all to Him, fearless of the road trustlng Him at the wheel? Oh, dear Mother, I do so w1sh not to be a disappointment to your Son' Here at your feet I want to repeat after you in all humllity the lesson for fave taught me 'Behold the Handmald of the Lord ' Q 7 74 ' I9 , e if each day--how in history we had had a review--how I had been able to re-read

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.Sin ions fi QC? T27 -xff r TTT' ugus J Dumont, M Dumoulin UIIIOFJ tl so QI? V3 Front row, left to rlghta I J Duverglas, G Lamoureux, L Marquis, C Bolduc Standing C Prehemo, S Paquette, G York