Central Catholic High School - Echo Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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' CENTRAL CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL ECHO 21 Two years later he was married to Miss Mary Murphy of that city. He devoted his entire time to literary work and continued to edit the Pilot till his untimely death in 1890. Though he had lived only forty-six years he had nevertheless built himself a lasting place in American literature, particularly in Catholic lines. His literary efforts, aside from newspaper work, include the realms of poetry, oration, and story. But it is as O'Reilly the poet he will be remembered, for, as he himself has expressed it, The dreamer lives for ever, but the toiler dies in a day? Yes, poetry was the natural mode of expression for a man of his temperament. He could express thought with greater ease in a single line of poetry than he could in a page of his very creditable prose. His poetry is remarkable for its ease and naturalness, and how could it be otherwise with one who was poetic even in a prison cell? . v 'His poetry is not hidden, it.is not the conception of one who feels he is a world within himself. His lines are marked by a thorough knowledge of human nature, particu- larly the pathetic and sy'mpat11etic sides. In- deed, the distinguishing mark of all his poems is their quality of sympathetic appeal. He is at his best when dealing with a patriotic sub- ject. By nature a patriot, liberty-inspired verses sprang from his soul. - Some of O'Reilly's published works are: Songs' of the Southern Seasg The Statues in Block and Other Poems, Songs, Legends, and Bajladsg America, Lectures and Speeches. His novel, Moondyne, is very interesting and it seems in some degree to reflect the author's life before he found shelter in America. illil I ALONG THE WATERFRONT By Frank Rogers, '17, -In a brightly lighted room of the Forty- second Street Detective Agency in New York City, Detective Thomas Brennan sat with his head in his hands, trying to solve a puzzling problem of his profession. He had just come from a rather sharp interview with a superior officer by whom he was appointed and advised to get busy. As he racked his brain trying to think of some way to trap the crooks who were committing wholesale robberies . v along the rivers of the city, his eyes fell on an article on the front page of a newspaper with the headlines as follows: Waterfront Robbers Getting Bolderg Yacht of William Johnstone, the Millionaire, Robbedf' It also added a few ironical remarks praising the pres- ent police and detective force. Brennan read the editorial and jumping up said to one of his men in the room: I'll get those scoun- drels or know the reason why! Then picking up his hat he went out into the street. As Brennan walked along the sidewalk he reasoned that if he wished to catch the thieves his best chance would be by associating with the rivermen and sailors that frequented those saloons near the docks. He knew it would be fatal for him to be recognized, so he stopped in a store and bought a sailor's cap and blouse, and returning to his flat he changed his clothes. Then clad in his sailor's clothes he sauntered along the docks near the Battery. Thinking he might pick up some clue to the identity of the robbers, he obtained a job on a tug plying about 'New York Bay. A few hours later, as the tug was transporting a scow across the harbor, a slim, dark-colored launch sailed up alongside, and a note was handed up to the captain. He read it and then laid it upon the sill of the pilot-house window, and went out to give some orders to the helmsman. A gust of wind blew the letter from the window almost hands, who was standing near into Brennan's the pilot-house. ' After securing the note Bren- nan walked to the stern and read it. It con- tained but Iive words: Come to Caseyls at seven. Scenting a clue, Brennan said to him- self, I'll be there at seven, all right, and with these. words he let the wind blow the note over the rail. The captain 'looked for the note, but when he could not iind it he readily supposed it had been blown into the water. About six o'clock Brennan entered Casey's saloon and sat down at one of the tables. He ordered a glass of whiskey, but when no one was looking he dashed its contents into a cuspidor. He ordered three more and the con- tents of these also found the cuspidor. A few minutes later he allowed his head to sink down on the table as though in a drunken stupor. Soon after, three men entered and sat down at an adjoining table. Before be- ginning to talk one of them looked sharply at Brennan, and being satisiied that he was a

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---. rr-1-'g 1- -H-v vw-- 20 CENTRAL CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL ECHO kidding simleon her motherly face. She probably has, answered Austin, blush- ing slightly at the insinuation. Futh-er conversation was interrupted when Gladys' silvery voice was heard as she came down stairs singing, There'll be a Jubilee in My Old Kentucky Home. As she stopped sing- ing, she called out, Come on, Austin Dear, Itm ready. V As they left the house, Mrs. Dexter bade them both good night and added, Don't be out too late, Gladys. No fear, mother, Austin will take good care of me. Three-quarters of an hour later the young couple were walking up the steps of the Coun- try Club where they were to attend a dance. The evening was progressing rapidly and everyone was having the time of his life. The delightful rag-time music ut all in the highest of spirits. It was about 11:50 P. M. The orchestra was just coming to the close of the Pigeon Walk, and all were interested in a lively Fox Trot. The end of the dance found Austin and Gladys at the extreme end of the ball- room, both standing near a pillar. As Austin for the thirteenth time that evening turned that one central thought over in his mind, he iinally determined to ask Gladys to dance through life with him. Yes, he was going to propose on that very spotg yes, that very instant. But alas! his courage failed him. Gladys read his mind and fully understood his feelings, so she strove to help him out, by saying: My Austin, this floor is terribly slippery! it is almost impos- sible for one to stand alone, don't you think so? Yes, it is, he answered. Let's sit down. Gladys was mortiiied to death and mumbled, Nobody home. What's that, dear? he said quickly. -66011, nothing! I said I was sick and wished to be taken home. Certainly, I'll call the taxi. Gladys arrived once more at her home, and after a short good-night to Austin, hurried to her room. Once inside, she threw herself on the foot of her bed and sighed deeply. To think, she said, that I came so near going through life with such a numskull! CATHOLIC WRITERS 1 By Paul J. Foohey, '16, 11.-John Boyle otneniy. O Drogheda is a little seaport town of Ireland. It has had a most 'exciting history, being the scene of numerous battles betw-een Irish patriots and English oppressors. It is but a short distance from the site .of the famous Battle of the Boyne. Its memories and vicis- situdes have sunk deep in the hearts of the Irish people, and as the children. grow 'to manhood and learn the story of their grand- sires' struggles for freedom they are Hred with indignation. They must wield the pen- or sword in Ireland's cause. And so when the Fenian revolutionary spirit reached Drogheda, a young enthusiastic Irishman joined the ranks' of the Fenian Brotherhood. Today we honor this rebel Fenian as a great American poet. John Boyle O'Reilly was born June 24 at Douth Castle, Drogheda. At an early age he showed indications of his future greatness. His literary tastes were encouraged by his parents. His father, David O'Reilly, was prin- cipal of the National school which his son at- tended. After young O'Reilly's school days were over he became a printer on the staff of the Drogheda Argus. Later he became identified with the Guardian, It was here that he Hrst came to love newspaper work- the work to which he was destined to devote the last twenty years of his life. But a Fenian, even a literary one, was not relished by the English authorities in those days. X O'Reilly had preferred 'the Fenian Brotherhood to the 10th Hussars, and for such preference he was sentenced to twenty years penal servitude in Australia. ' During the days of his confinement he com- posed some of the most beautiful and touching poems. His temperament was poetic and re- ligious, and misfortune was necessary to in- spire him to greater work. His genius could not be restrained by lack of ink and paper. With a rusty nail he wrote his verses on the walls of his cell. . V In 1869, under the direction of the Clan-na- Gael, the captain of a whaling vessel from New Bedford, Mass., rescued O'Reilly and brought him to our shores, ,adding another light to our literary altar. He settled in Bos- ton, and became editor of the Pilot in 1870. L 4 . ., A .

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. :J , . ' xl., ,. mf V: , ' I ' 'l I 22 CENTRAL CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL ECHO drunken stranger, turned his attention to his companions. Brennan stole a glance at them and discovered that the captain, the mate of the tug, and a small man with a black mus4 tache comprised the party. The captain ad- dressed the small man as Jackson. He leaned across the table and said: Say, Jackson, I want my share of that Johnstone affair. All right, assented Jackson, handing the captain a roll of bills, and don't forget to have your tug between 28th and 32d streets at eight o'clock this evening. VVe're going to rifle As- tor's yacht and should we get chased by the cops as we pass by your craft we'1l toss the bag of stuff onto the deck. Then if We get caught there will be no -evidence as beforeg but be there on time. This 'ended the conversation and the three men left the'saloon. When they were gone Brennan staggered out into the street, and walked up to the station, where he requested the use of five men and a police boat for the evening. The chief was only too glad to ac- commodate him, because he, too, had comeg in for a share of the criticism. About seven-thirty Brennan brought the po- lice boat against the side of the Warrior, Asto'r's yacht, and having made arrangements with the owner. concealed his men about the deck. Twenty minutes later a launch bumped lightly against the yacht's side and soon a man appeared above the rail. Then climbing over the rail the man descended into the cabin. Soon he appeared again carrying in his hands a black bag bulging with stolen valuables. Pulling out his revolver, Brennan fired at the man's arm. The bullet struck the mark, and dropping the bag, the fellow immediately leaped over the rail into the launch and started down' the river. Brennan and his men leaped into their boat and started in pursuit. The crook's launch tried to cut across the bow,0f a municipal ferry-boat and Brennan again fired his revolver. The bullet clipped off the top of a spark plug, and this stalled the motor. The launch now drifted helplessly. The ferry tried to swingifrom its course but failed. There was a crash, and man and boat disappeared under the waves. L L cATHoLlc SCIENTXISTSL By H. C. Wiener, '16.' II.-Louis Pasteur. ' , Louis Pasteur, the great French scientist and founder of bacteriology, was born at ,Dole, France, December 27, 1822. His father was a poor tanner. When Louis was but two months old his parents moved to Arbois. When-young Pasteur was old enough to go to school he was sent to the College Cummnal, but he cared little for the study of books and devoted most of his time to fishing and sketching. However, as soon as he was admitted to studies in sci- ence he became interested and acquired such a love for science that he had no sooner re- ceived his degree at the College Communal than he set out for Paris to continue his studies under Dumas, Barlard, and Biot. I l A scientist named Mitscherlich, after some experiments in crystallography, aroused Pas- teur's curiosity by announcing that two tar- taric acids, apparently identical in chemical qualities and crystalline form, acted differently in solution toward polarized light. The young scientist doubted the statement of Mitscher- lich and, after performing several 'experiments on crystals, demonstrated beyond doubt that the said crystals were of different structures. . Shortly after this, a Ferman manufacturer ot chemicals discovered that impure tartrates of lime fermented when dissolved and exposed' to the sun's rays. This discovery prompted Paste-ur to conduct an investigation of fer- mentation and putrefaction In explaining his theories on the former hemaintained that all fermentations are the result of the pres'ence and growth of micro-organisms which he called the ferment. He also maintained that fermen- tations are not the result of spontaneous pro- duction but that the living organism proceeds from a parent of the same species. Reasoning from this he concluded that fermentation could never take place if the ferment germs be prevented from entering substances which easily ferment. Q . As a result of his 'experiments he was asked by the Empress Eugenie if he would devote himself to the establishment of great. manufac- turing industries for the benefit of France. He replied that he thought it quite beneath the dignity of a scientist to give up his time to commerce, but at the same time he manifested I 'l L ...1 ' ui 1