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Father MacTurnan grew very red.... "I had forgotten it. The relief works " "It's not too late. Here's five pounds, and this will buy him a pig." "It will indeed," said the priest, "it will buy him two!" He had left the Palace without having asked the Bishop how his letter had been received at Rome, and he stopped the car, and was about to tell the driver to go back.
At the end of a long silence, interrupted now and then by the melancholy cry with which he encouraged his horse, he began another story, how Father James MacTurnan had written to the Pope asking that the priests might marry, "so afeard was he that the Catholics were going to America and the country would become Protestant.
We have known each other all our lives. Now my dear MacTurnan " Father Michael talked eagerly, and Father MacTurnan sat listening. At last Father Meehan saw that his arguments were producing no effect, and he said: "You don't agree with me." "It isn't that I don't agree with you. You have spoken admirably from your point of view, but our points of view are different."
"The girls and boys in the parish, and the prettiest girl in all the parish was to play Good Deeds." "So it was a miracle play," I said. "Do you see that man there, sir? That's the priest coming out of James Burke's cabin." We should overtake Father MacTurnan in a minute or more. There was no time to hear the story, and I was sorry not to have heard the story of the playhouse from the car-driver.
The priest brought a bundle of clothes out of the house, and when the distribution was finished, I asked him to come for a walk up the hill and show me the playhouse. Again he hesitated, and I said, "You must come, Father MacTurnan, for a walk. You must forget the misfortunes of those people for a while."
"A car will take you back, Father MacTurnan. I will see to that. I must have some exact information about your poor people. We must do something for them." Father MacTurnan and the Bishop were talking together when the car came to take Father MacTurnan home, and the Bishop said: "Father MacTurnan, you have borne the loneliness of your parish a long while." "Loneliness is only a matter of habit.
He arrived footsore and covered with dust, and he was so tired that he could hardly get up from his chair to receive Father Moran when he came into the parlour. "You seem to have walked a long way, Father MacTurnan." "About fifteen miles. I shall be all right presently. I suppose his Grace does not want to see me at once." "Well, that's just it. His Grace sent me to say he would see you at once.
If each priest were to take a wife about four thousand children would be born within the year, forty thousand children would be added to the birth-rate in ten years. Ireland would be saved by her priesthood!" The truth of this estimate seemed beyond question, nevertheless, Father MacTurnan found it difficult to reconcile himself to the idea of a married clergy. One is always the dupe of prejudice.
"Take your papers away, burn them!" Then, thinking his words were harsh, he laid his hand on his friend's shoulder and said: "My dear MacTurnan, I beg of you not to send this letter." Father James did not answer; the silence grew painful, and Father Michael asked Father James to show him the relief works that the Government had ordered.
The Bishop murmured an euphonious Italian name, and Father MacTurnan understood that he was speaking of one of the Pope's secretaries. "More than once," said Father MacTurnan, "I feared that if the decree were revoked, I should not have had sufficient courage to comply with it." And then he told the Bishop how he had met Norah Flynn on the road.
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