Loyola College - Review Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW ce ff The radio and the gramophone are making great music as accessible as printing made literature. A few decades ago, a polyphonic concert was like a manuscript The Radio in the thirteenth century: the delight of a few. Today music can T had, as water, heat, and light, by turning on the tap. Most fortu- nately, the radio is not utterly controlled by tawdry souls. It may be difficult, fre- quently, to tune in on anything but the ‘melodious plot’ of a pipe organ and a xylophone. But one must always pause before condemning the wonderful works of man. Periodically, ingenious cacophony does give way to finer things; the finest of them all is the symphony orchestra. In art, a difference in size necessitates a difference in kind. The larger forms in- clude all the graces of the smaller, and have, as well, a power and majesty that the latter cannot hope to attain. А lyric may charm, a statue inspire, chamber music entrance; but only a great tragedy, a Gothic Cathedral, or a vast orchestra, can master and overawe. A soloist enshrines his melody, by preparatory manœuvres and suggestions, by undertone and variation, by comprehensive retrospect and fading or vibrant conclusion. But an orchestra, with all its resource and variety in timbre, volume, and range, seems to realise the ideal that the soloist faintly sketched, leaps the barriers between the beautiful and the sublime. The zesthetics of music are hard to formulate; but the catharsis, that Aristotle makes the end of tragedy, is, very plausibly, one of its effects. Etherialized melody urges the cramped soul of the irritation and malaise that petty cares engender. ike the exhilaration of a good deed or an optimistic grin, finest disinfectant of the blues, music 15 ап emotional tonic. The radio and the stereotyped gramophone, then, have learned to fulfil a high function. More pertinent to ourselves, is the fact that the city of Montreal has found its place among the other large cities of this con- tinent and has come to be the proud possessor of its own symphony orchestra. May the undertaking flourish. At the conclusion to his penetrating and overwhelming analysis of anti-Cath- olicism, John Henry Cardinal Newman urged as his solution that Catholics make themselves known. He considered it futile for them to attempt to influence national opinion, and bade earnest Catholics to let their light shine before their immediate neighbours. Time has brought many changes. Anti-Catholicism is no longer ani- mosity against individuals; it is a lingering tradition, a vague, annoying assump- tion, that rises to violent hostility only when pee in provincial centres and country districts by politicians or the members of secret societies. To correct the remnants of bigotry and prejudice will require national and international mani- festations of the true nature of Catholicism; it would seem that radio broadcasting offers itself as an extremely apt instrument. In his first viva voce address ‘‘Urbi et orbi , His Holiness The Pope was listened to with respect and praised with enthusiasm. ‘Were Our Lord to come on earth, he would not speak differently’ was the magnificent tribute of one non-Catholic. It shows that the note of apostolicity was not lacking in an utterance that made obvious the Church's unity, holiness, and universality In the United States there is more than one ‘Catholic Hour’. Most famous is the ‘Golden Hour of the Little Flower’, broadcast from Detroit over the Columbia network. When Reverend Charles E. Coughlin showed himself a very militant Catholic, there were virulent objections; but his appeal for support was answered 43 Е

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LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW ee CT It was with grief that we received the afflicting report of Fr. Cloran’s sudden death, and it is with grief that we recall him once more to our minds. Our sorrow is, however, mitigated by the admiration felt for his courage Father Cloran in losi . ; , » in losing his own life to save another's. 'Greater love than this no man hath, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”’ That noble spirit of sacrifice and charity was manifest not only in Father Cloran's last and bravest deed, but throughout his entire and brief life. Among the poor and the sick this beloved priest was honoured and revered for the earnestness of his devotion and the generous consolation he afforded to so many. In his office of Prefect of Discipline at Loyola, the same eagerness and sincerity were displayed by his lively interest in all the activities of the students; and to every worthy cause, charitable, social and scholastic, he lent his best efforts to make it a success. His reputation extends far beyond the walls of Loyola for he was prominently active in various circles and societies in Montreal. Words are useless in expressing the admiration and love in which Father Cloran was held and in praising his short life. Only that last heroic deed was sufficiently eloquent to eulogize his courageous character, and only the solemnity of his funeral could show forth our esteem and sorrow. He is gone from our midst, but his memory shall remain among us always. Another great character has passed from our midst in the person of the Very Reverend Canon Callaghan, pastor of St. Michael's parish, and МАДЕИРЕ the last of the three Callaghan brothers,who were all priests. Father Luke’’, as he was called by everybody, was widely known in Montreal for his untiring work in religious and educational movements. A parish priest for twenty-one years, he devoted himself continually to his flock, aiding them spiritu- ally and temporally. It has been said that this persistent devotion of his was not a small factor in hastening his death. A citizen of Montreal, he was indefatigable in carrying to a successful end every undertaking that concerned the English-speaking Catholics of his city. His work as chaplain, both at the Hótel-Dieu and the Royal Victoria Hospitals, was characteristic of his noble nature, sincere and whole- hearted. His loyal co-operation and untiring zeal were rewarded by a distinguished honour—he was made an Honorary Canon of the Metropolitan Basilica; yet to his admiring people he was always Father Luke’’, for the reputation of his humility was widespread. Frequently seen among the children, whom he loved most particu- larly and in whose educational interests he did so much, the beloved pastor would mingle with them, and seemed most pleased when in their midst. Perhaps no other words than those chosen as the text of the oration at his funeral can better express the brilliant career of so genuine a character: ‘І have fought the good fight; I have kept the faith. {2}

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LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW . ————————TM 7————————————————v— with thousands of vixi e letters from men in every class and station. This would prove triumphantly that there is great work to be done by broadcasting. We are grateful to Father Coughlin not only for his stirring and effective sermons, but also for establishing so conclusively the apostolic value of the radio. We look forward eagerly to the time when Canada will have its Catholic Hours to meet specifically Canadian needs. When a fallen aeroplane robbed football of its foremost coach, a nation's criticism of College athletics was hushed that an unquestioned tribute of admiration жш А might be voiced and echoed оп our continent. The brave old phrase, ute Rockne about Waterloo and the playing fields of Eton, remains the pro- verbial recognition of the value and high virtue of games. But if the proverb smacks of England, the hero of the principle was at South Bend. In ‘93 Knute Rockne came with his parents from Norway. He attended Notre Dame University and won honour in the lecture halls as well as on the gridiron. In 1918 he took charge of football at his Alma Mater, and in the thirteen subsequent seasons his teams played one hundred and five games, drew five, lost twelve, and won eighty-eight. He chose his men and inspired them; the strategy of his training and the tactics he taught his quarters brought team after team to victory. But as has been well said, if Rockne led his teams to fame, the robust Catholicity of the teams led Rockne to the faith. The sight of his athletes going in a body to Mass and Holy Communion while on their extensive tours, roused the curiosity and fired the imagination of the great inspirer. When the wreckage on the Kansas farm was cleared away, Rockne's beads were found, plucked from his hand, lying amidst the debris. It is with admiration of his ability and regret for his loss, that we express in his regard the last, the sad- dest, but the greatest wish: Requiescat in pace. From Knute Rockne we naturally turn to his personal acquaintance and sincere admirer, Mr. Frank Shaughnessy. This year, as in previous years, it has been Mv. Fiend Biase Loyola’s good fortune to have Mr. Shaughnessy as Bene ER cu. d honorary coach, and anyone who knows Loyola also knows what Mr. Shaughnessy means to our College Football teams. His name has passed into the traditions of the school and around it has formed a body of stories that are almost a saga. To recount them would require more of Homeric fire than we may lay claim to possess, while the baldness of print would seem a profanation of the eap due to wholesome enthusiasms. But our esteem is a very minor part of his fame. For four years, he played for Notre Dame University—a record that was crowned by his being captain in his last year. He has coached Washington State, Lee University, Clemson, and McGill, besides being more than once called to help coach Harvard and Princeton. In rcp Baseball, he has Pare for Washington and Philadelphia, managed Providence and Syracuse, and coached Detroit. It is generally agreed that he is the greatest coach in Canada and out- standing among all on the continent; we are proud of our opportunity to mention him in our Review and to thank him for the whole-hearted interest that he has taken in Loyola teams. SE