St Ignatius College - Ignatian Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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THE HERMITS ROSARY ln the purple of fast fading twilight He sits telling his beads strand by strand. While directly before him in plain sight Runs the time-telling hour-glass sand. Wfhile upon him age surely is creeping, ls claiming his fast failing strength, Yet for him age was not made for weeping. 'Tis no season of wearying length. Need we look for the source of his glory? Nay, 'tis obvious, patent and plain- 'Tis the same sweet and beautiful story VVhich is told on the Rosarvs chain. lVhat a solace is such a devotion! VVhat a well-spring of joy and of grace! To feel sure in our every motion The full power of winning lifels race, O Marial Christ's glorious mother. O Sweet Virgin! most pure and most wise. Wle beseech thee, and trust in no other, For our prayers you will never despise. lVith the feelings of john the Apostle, As when told by his Lord to HB6-hold! To you, tenderest Mother, most docile, Through the Ros'ry our cares we unfold. l'V1'IIia11z A. O'Brit , :Jn-la.....i,

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24 THE IGN!! TIAN place and the need of C1od's wisdom in the direction of human affairs. As Catholics we have our convents where the veiled nun teaches the child to clasp its hands in prayer. XVe have our colleges where robed priests sacri- fice their lives, that they may ground American youth in the fundamentals of Christian morality and ethics, XYill you, then, tolerate the triumph of a despicable minority with the Smith-'l'owner llill, the initial Step in a campaign which must ultimately result in the destruc- tion of the last strongholds of religion and morality in America? Will you not by your protests impress upon the proponents of this measure that we have still in America men and women whose hearts are as rich in genuine patriotism as our valleys are rich in the bounteous fruits of nature: that we have still in America men and women whose minds are as high and noble in Christian sentiment as our mountains are grand and lofty in their cloud-swept regions. And if courageously you rise to the occasion, if with loyal hearts flaming with the ardor of a righteous indig- nation, you firmly stand in defense of traditional principles of both your government and your faith, you may rest assured that the Constitution will be respected, the flag will remain secure, and the holy light which issues from the cross on Calvary's hallowed hill will case its saving beams of benediction on our country. Uhr ihrrmifa iKnzarg ln the quiet of vesper he muses On the joys of the days that are dead, As with bowed head he slowly peruses The R0S'ry of years that have sped.

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26 THE IGNA TIAN A Sun nf Emu mnrlhz DARRELI. W. DALY, A. B., ,19 aamgv AUNIVVA is pouring forth her firell' . 3 cc se' 3 Fl 5-31 5' 'ww A L -' Jael :wif-s. The end has comell' The god is angry! Such were the cries of the frightened natives of the island of Kau- loa, as they deserted their huts of grass and ran in frenzied haste to the tribal meeting place. It was the first eruption of the volcano in ten years, Huge masses of molten lava seethed to the craterls rim How madly down its side, bearing to any form of life that lay in its sound filled the air, and the whole and bubbled over, to death and destruction path. A loud hissing scene was illuminated by a red glare that made the cone of the volcano stand out in bold relief. Soon the square was filled with dark-skinned natives, all prone upon the earth, praying the god to prevent the threatened destruction of the village. The king took his customary position, and commanding attention, pre- pared to address them. lKe not alarmed my good people, he said. HAS yet we have suffered no injury. lYe must not allow ourselves to become unnecessarily frightened, for we niay be able to devise some means of averting disaster. Let us hear from our aged and wise adviser Laukuna. Arise Laukuna, and advise your people. My good friends, he began, it is indeed a great danger that threatens us. I must confess that I am at a loss to account for our misfortune. Nevertheless, there is one explanation that comes to my mind. Perhaps our all-powerful creator and master is displeased with our manner of living: For years it has been our custom to keep all visitors aixay from our shores. lVe have lived entirely by ourselves, not knowing and not caring how the rest of the ivorld served the master. It is t1'ue that