Cross Bulletin March 1917

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Magazines: Cross Magazine, Cross, Passionists
Cross Magazine: Passionists, Monthly Magazine, Devotional, Catholic, 20th Century
Passionists: Magazine, Cross Magazine, Monthly Journal, Piety, Devotional
Devotional: Passionists, The Passion, Articles

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Ward(6)
Cabe(6)
Murphy(5)
Power(5)
Patrick(5)
Morrow(5)
Clare(4)
O'Neill(3)

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Into the prison house of dreams , in ward
Vard . Eva Cooke . Mary Hogan , ' Hannie' Ward , Bridget Lynch , Lucia
pleasure in making special mention of Hannie Ward .

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March . 1917 . No. 11 . Vol VI . Fettered in dreamless immobility Prisoners . Extinguish time in His eternity . The manacles of sleep slipton , and barred Till worn again unlock the doors of light . For crimes of life , arrest , at last , by death , Into the prison house of dreams , in ward Mother St. Jerome . And repulchred in darkness , till God's breath For day's fatigue , arrested by the night ,

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horrors to come . You know what has happened since . You have seen things that you never dreamed could happen even so long ago . her last words were : ' Come back , day or night , My little girl will wait till the last . Only the certainly in pagandom . And now the cordon will be closing in . ' less . When I was leaving home on that morning , which seems realise what she promised . ' What could she know of the a hail of bullets . At last a house was reached and entered that I am dead will make her leave the house . ' He paused again before he said , significantly : stealthily . Here they rested . Without waiting for an answer he went on ' I have a daughter , ' he said : " my only child , and mother- face while he took breath . Then he continued : WO green-clad figures , crawling furtively along the side- is pallor , and began to do what he could for him . But he something to say . perceived that what the elderly man had said was only too true . In the City . on you ? " he asked . walks , hiding in door-ways and behind projections , Already he had half bled to death . Don't despair . " said his comrade , even while he started at closing in . Do you understand ? " sheltering for long stretches while the streets were swept by Maybe you are married and have little children dependent Then the elderly man spoke quietly . ago they had been strangers to one another . Hastily the younger man began to undo the bandages . But ( An Incident of the Rebellion . ) I will never leave this . " said the elderly man , after a for a while . " the other motioned him away . She must be gone from it before they reach it . She But the young man shook his head , and there was silence " The house is not so far from here , and the cordon is blood . He paused and looked with dying intense into the other's Stiffly he raised himself up in the chair . Until a few days He pointed to some bandages on his neck saturated with young and ignorant of her danger . I am dying . father ; I will be here to let you in . ' Poor child , she did no " The house is not so far from here , and while . " My hours are numbered . Look . ' can do . She is . while . " My hours are numbered . Look . ' Stiffy he raised himself up in the chair . It's of no use , comrade , ' he said . " Let me be . I have Let me be . I have Until a few days . He paused and looked with dying intentness int

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