Redemptorist High School - Almarre Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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xx ff , . 4 MY TRIP ABROAD On the beautiful day, June 26, 1926, we sailed on the S. S. Baltic from New York harbor and landed at Liverpool, England, in eight days. Uur party consisted of my father, mother, Cousin Helen, and myself. Soon after embarking, I began to explore the ship. I found that it had a large hurricane deck and three passenger decks. The sports on deck were soon started, and you may rest assured that I enjoyed them. The sea remained calm our entire voyage. Landing at Liverpool, we traveled by train to London. It is an immense city. Its population is about seven millions. The traveling coaches are much different from those in the United States. They consist of small rooms with doors opening out of the cars. In the streets of London the automobiles drive on the left. This seemed very odd to us. From London we Hew to Paris by aeroplane. We were informed that the British planes were the best, so we chose them. After leaving the flying field, we enjoyed looking down upon the country over which we passed. From the plane the small farms of France looked like a patch-work quilt. We were thirteen passengers, but no bad luck befell us. We reached Paris in about two and one-half hours and went to the Hotel Lutetia. The next morning we visited Notre Dame Cathedral and saw its famous rose windows. We also visited the Louvre Art Gallery. The arch of the gallery is so large that an elephant can go under it with perfect ease. The battlefields and the American cemetery were other points of interest for us. There we said a few prayers for our brave boys who sacrificed their lives for their country and ours. We saw where the Peace Treaty was signed at Versailles in the palace of the kings. We took our departure for Nice, stopping at Avignon, the former resi- dence of the Popes. Then we arrived at Nice and stayed there for a day. The following day we visited De Grasse, a place high up in the mountains. We learned that much perfume is made here. We reached the town by automobile, and found the ride along the mountain paths a most exciting one. Our party left by rail for Rome, stopping in Genoa to visit the birthplace of Columbus and the former home of our present Pope. We arrived in Rome at midnight. It certainly impressed me to be in the city with the Holy Father. The next day, Sunday, we attended Mass at St. Peter's. It is a most won- derful church. Around the tomb where St. Peter is buried is a golden stair, decked with candles and vigil lights. On the Holy Stairway can be seen drops of the Precious Blood of Our Lord, which He shed when He stood before Pontius Pilate. At the bottom of the stariway are two statues, one of Our Lord and Pilate, and the other, the Agony in the Garden. Both are master- pieces of Michael Angelo. Throughout St. Peter's are many altars, paintings and statutes. Much of the world's art treasures are here. In a few days we had an audience with the Holy Father. He had such a kind look and sweet smile that it made us happy to be so near him. We saw the Catacombs and Coliseum, so frequently the scene of Christian martyrdom. Around the outer edge of the arena the Church has built chapels. They are sacred places, hallowed by the blood of many martyrs. The return trip was enjoyed by every one of us because we were going to America, the best place of all. JOHN IVIAYER, Sixth Grade. Ninety-two

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A F - - J ' vt 3 lt, THE QISTINE MADONNA ln our own public library of Kansas City in the Nelson Art Collection, is a beautiful copy of the world s famous masterpiece-Raphael's Sistine Madonna Although the mother of the artist died when he was a little child of eight, yet her loving and beautiful face was well impressed on his young mind. It was she that was his inspiration for the face of the Madonna. The large, green curtains which we see in the picture are those of his own studio. One day as he sat thinking over his picture and how he would paint it, the curtains seemed to part and between the two of them he saw the Blessed Madonna holding in her arms the infant esus The two figures we see kneeling so devoutly are those of St Barbara and Pope Slxtus the pope of that time. There seemed to be such a large empty space at the bottom of the picture. As Raphael was wondering what he would do he looked toward the window and saw two street boys looking in at him and his work. Though dirty and tousled they had the reverent and adoring gaze of angels. It was just what the artist wanted He put wings to those little boys and placed their cherub heads at the feet of the Madonna x C6 ' l J I . . i MARY E Doousr, Fifth Grade. MOTHER Never a sigh for the cares that she bore for me, Never a thought for the joys drifting by: Her one regret that she couldn't do more for me, Thoughtless and selfish, for lllather was 1. Oh, the long nights that she came at my call to me! Oh, the soft touch of her hands on my brow! Oh, the long years that she gave up her all for me! Oh, how 1 yearn for her gentleness now. Ever devoted, yes, that was the way of her, Counting her greatest of services small: Words cannot tell what this old heart would say of her, Mother-the sweetest and fairest of all. llx, A Ninrty-six l,.d1.. s.-tg g up . fl