My dear Sister Ignatius,
My dear Sister Ignatius,
My Dear Sister Ignatius,
Is it not time for me to thanks you for your kind letter and the money enclosed in it? It is more than time indeed as I received them two months ago. I hope you received your order except the leaflets “TO souls who desire to enter the little way,” as they are out of print. We have no simple leaflets with the prayer for canonization. I did not dare to send you the 4 page ones. The chèque you sent was quite acceptable.. Many thanks.
I hope your dear Rev. Mother is better and that you are all keeping well. Our dear Sister M. of the Sacred Heart is quite well now. In December one of our white novices fell ill and she had to return to her family where she died a holy death on Jan. 31st. I suppose you have received the circular about our dear Sr. Marie des Anges (Sr. Mary of the Angels), R.I.P.
We pray that you may be able to purchase the ground you need for your garden. Here we have another kind of difficulties: we have near our monastery several old houses which we would need to demolish in order to build a house for our extern sisters (we took half of their old house for the chapel of the shrine and they need of course to have more room).
Well, there are tenants in these houses whom we can’t get rid of, and the French law being socialist on this point the tenants are more powerful than the proprietors.
I didn’t forget you at the crib and thank you for remembering me there. On Feb. 1st I prayed St. Ignatius for you begging of him to grant you to be a martyr of love. Please give my loving respect to rev. Mother Beatrice and ask her to bless me. I often think of Srs. Stanislaus and Mary and think they must be very busy helping our Beata in heaven as they did on earth. The exact date of the canonization will not be officially published before the end of April.
Wishing you a holy Lent and commending ourselves to your prayers, I remain dear Sister Ignatius,
Your affectionate Sister in Our Lord,
S. Anne of Jesus
We have some leaflets with a poem for the Beatification which will be of no use after the Canonization. As we suppose you could easily dispose of a few hundreds of them we are sending a little supply for free distribution. The Preparation for 1st communion is out of print.
My dear Sister Ignatius,
It was a real feast to hear from you. It was such a long time we had had news of our dear Sisters of Philadelphia!
Please thank your Reverend Mother for the donation she has kindly sent towards the Basilica. Like all God’s works, it meets with many obstacles but we feel sure that in God’s time all will be well. We would like our saint to renew the miracle she wrought for you when she sent you the money needed for your chapel. Please ask her to do so. In return we will ask her to help you get the property adjoining your monastery.
I was indeed very interested to hear about your dear Sister Teresita. I thought she was a Sister like those we have at the turn here. But lately a priest from America who came to the parlour, asked me who were these Sisters at the interior of the enclosure? So, I told him; but he said that in the U.S. there were no such sisters.
I am very glad that Sister Teresita is now one of the Community. Is it not the reward of her long years of untiring devotedness? Do you let your tourières (portresses) enter in the Monastery? Here they do not. It is the first Portress who has charge of them, but they do not enter.
I have not forgotten dear Sisters Mary and Stanislaus on the anniversary of their departure for Heaven. I often pray to them, for I am sure that they are very powerful with the heart of Jesus.
Many thanks for the letter enclosed in yours. Though we receive many accounts of favors received, we will receive with pleasure those you receive yourself even if there is no medical certificate, provided there are enough details to make a complete account.
I will begin my private retreat on the 27th inst. (instant of the current month). Please pray for me and I will do the same for you during these precious days. When you write please give me news of your Reverend Mother Beatrice. Give her my respect and to all the sisters especially to your dear self, my sister, affection and the assurance of our ever fervent union of prayers.
1035 Delaware Avenue
June 14th, 1916.
Rev. Mother Beatrix of the Holy Spirit,
66th Ave. & York Road,
Reverend dear Mother Beatrix:
I thank you sincerely for your kind letter of June the 8th, in which you offer me your congratulations for my installation and in which you inform me of the prayers of your Community for my welfare, and in which, finally, you had the kindness to enclose a relic of the dear “Little Flower”, which I shall prize both for her and your sake.
Please to accept my sincere thanks for so much kindness and be assured that I shall be grateful to you for it.
I mislaid my own copy of the Chinese life of the “Little Flower”, so Monsignor McCloskey promised to send you his copy and he may have done so by this time. No doubt he overlooked it in the hurry and bustle which preceded his coming to Buffalo; however, I shall write to him at once and request him to please send it to you as a souvenir of our trip through China, and as a token of our affection for the dear little saint.
I beg you to give my very kindest regards to each one of your community, but I especially beg you to continue your prayers for me that my coming to this Diocese may not be disastrous to it.
Very devotedly and gratefully yours,
Written in the Phillipines, Culasi, Antique Province
Culasi, Antique Province,
8 Dec. 1914.
Rev. and dear Mother Beatrix:
The last time I wrote you I was on a diocesan visitation of the extreme eastern part of this diocese; now I am on a visitation of the extreme western part; and shall not return to Jaro until shortly before Christmas, after an absence of five weeks.
Your kind letter of October 24th, 1914, reached me here a few days ago. I answer now, but shall have to wait until I get home in order to post my letter. For there is a lack of postal communication where I am.
I prize the postal card which you so kindly sent me, in which is shown the breaking of the ground by Father Morrissey assisted by Father Moore, for your new chapel. I congratulate you on the undertaking and most sincerely hope and pray that it will have a special blessing of God.
Since my return to the Philippines from the U.S. I have done something to make known here The Little Flower. At the entrance to our present provisional hospital we have an enlarged photograph of her; and when our new hospital building is up, I shall name a ward after her. The Assumption Sisters, in charge of a Girls’ College; the Sisters of Charity, in charge of our orphan Asylum; and the Sisters of St. Paul of Chartres, in charge of our hospital, have a great devotion to her. It may interest you to hear this story. We had in charge of the medical and surgical department of the hospital an Orangeman named Dr Carson, a relative to Sir Edward Carson, the leader of the Ulsterites. The Doctor is queer; he gets brainstorms; and so made the Sisters’ lives intolerable. After putting up with him for several years we finally determined to get rid of him as chief doctor and surgeon. But we feared to dismiss him, lest we should not only lose his patients, who constitute a great part of our patrons, but lest, also, he should try to kill the hospital. I asked the hospital Sisters to pray that God would adjust matters, so that the Doctor would resign amicably. What was my astonishment to get unsolicited a letter of resignation from him within a few days, saying that he could no longer stand the impertinence of the assistant physician, a Filipino! But he continues to patronize us with his sick! I asked the Sisters how they got the result. They confessed to me that they had put a relic of The Little Flower in his hat, which they found hanging on the rack, and that he so carried the relic on his head, unconscious of it or its purpose. And so the Sisters got their wish. Please do not let this story get beyond yourselves, lest, if published, it reach Dr Carson.
I thank you sincerely for the prayers of yourself and community for me and my work and I beg of you to have the charity to continue them. I am greatly in need of them.
Please thank your Sisters for me and give them my regards and best wishes.
Hoping you are all well,
Devotedly in Xt.
+D. J. Dougherty.
HOTELS ST JAMES 211, RUE St HONORE
& D’ALBANY 202, RUE DE RIVOLI
TELEGRAMMES: HOTEL St JAMES-PARIS PARIS 15 Nov. 1913.
Rev. and dear Mother Beatrix:
On Wednesday evening at 4.30 of the 12th inst. I landed at Cherbourg; at 5.06 P.M. of the same evening I took the first train for Lisieux and arrived at nearly 9 P.M. that night. It was raining, had rained for weeks and kept raining there until this morning, when I left. Now and then the sun came out during my stay.
The town lies in a valley, among low hills. It raises cattle; and grows apples from which an excellent cider is made. It is pretty, prosperous, and has (I was told) 17,000 inhabitants, nearly all (even the Carmelite Sisters) the picture of health. They have clear complexions, bright eyes and deep-red cheeks.
I said the community Mass for the Carmelite Sisters each of the three mornings that I was at Lisieux; the first to receive Holy Communion each time being, of course, Rev. Mother Agnes, “the Little Mother” in the world of the Little Flower, and now as you know the Mother of the Little Flower’s own convent.
I requested the Sisters to show me the convent, and they, at my suggestion, fixed three o’clock that afternoon for my visit.
Before making the visit, I called to see the Cathedral where the Little flower, whilst living at home, was wont to hear Mass. In it are still the very chairs and prie-dieux at which she, her father and her family heard Mass, and in the very spot in the cathedral in which they used to be then. They have on them brass tablets with the name of Guerin, probably the mother’s family name. There I saw the Arch-priest to whom the Little Flower made her first confession and whom she afterwards said to Pauline that she should have told that “she loved him with her whole heart,” because he represented God. I send you a picture of this Church.
At three o’clock, accompanied by the Carmelites’ chaplain, I entered the cloister of the convent; was there met by four nuns covered with black veils, who at once knelt for my blessing, and in rising lifted their veils, and showed me four smiling countenances. I asked if their Mother Superior had that morning received a letter of introduction which I had given the Sister Portress from yourself. Then the smallest of the four, smiled broadly; said she was the Superioress, but that she does’nt know a word of English, and referred me, on that subject, to a young Sister, one of the four, who knows English. She is from Montreal; and was invited to meet me, to be interpreter. But we all pulled through in French.
I was astonished that the “petite” Sister, who smiled so blandly and looked like a good little business woman, was Pauline herself, The Little Mother of The Little Flower. Mother Agnes upon seeing me open my eyes must have thought that I wondered at her not being taller; for still smiling she said: “Soeur Therese etait plus haute que moi.” The ice was broken and we all went first to the Little Flower’s room. Her couch and furniture (?) are still there. On the jamb of the door Sister Teresa had scratched her own name, probably with a nail, and her signature is now covered with glass. The adjoining cell is converted into a repository of her relics. Among these I may mention the identical statue of the Bl. Virgin that smiled on her when she was gravely ill in her own home; her first-communion dress; her hair, thick, long, curling chestnut hair hanging down in a mass, inside a glass case; her prayer books, crucifix, hair cloth, discipline, barbed wire belt, writings, &c. The corridor outside is filled with ex-votos from beneficiaries of her intercession.
Next I went down stairs to the courtyard; visited the room in which she died and saw the bed in which she died. I went into the oratory in which she painted the decorations around the opening through which the Sisters adore the Bl. Sacrament exposed in the adjoining chapel. Lastly I visited the very sacristy in which the Little Flower loved to prepare the vestments and vessels &c. for Mass.
After that I drove to the outskirts of the city and there visited her grave in the town graveyard, in which she lies buried with her Sisters. Not far away in the same graveyard lies buried her father, and, I think, her mother.
The next day I visited the Benedictine Sisters’ Convent where she made her first communion, and had a conversation with Pere Domin who is her relative by marriage, and gave her her first Holy Communion, being then as now the chaplain there. He gave me the enclosed picture of her first Communion. The picture of himself is true. He knew her well, and saw much of her during the years she studied there, from her 8th to her 12th year, I believe. He told us anecdotes about her that were most interesting. Also of her father, whom he likewise knew well.
That afternoon I went to see her own house in Lisieux. They first showed me the dining room, containing the same furniture as when she saw it last: the round table about which the family sat when she was leaving them; her foot-stool &c. I went up stairs to her own room; saw where the Bl. Virgin smiled upon her when she was so ill; the original statue being now at the Carmelites, a copy is kept here. Nearby are her books and her playthings when she was a child. Another story up, brought us to the Belvidere or look out from which she loved to gaze on her parish church and the surrounding hills. She had here a nook in which she used to pray.
Next I went into the garden, saw the spot where she told her father she minded to become a Carmelite; her own little plot planted by her own hand with flowers, in front of a small Crib of Bethlehem; and the place where her father, ten years before his mind became clouded, appeared to her, who was looking from a window in her house, already as he afterwards became.
The last morning of my stay, after my mass at the Carmelite Convent, her three sisters came to the grill to say good-by to me. The three had their veils lifted. They knelt during our conversation, in spite of my invitation to arise. Mother Agnes told me she will send you the relics and souvenirs that you asked through me.
I must now end, as I’m leaving for Chartres.
My regards to all your community.
Very respectfully yours,
+ D. J. Dougherty.
St. Francis de Sales’ Church,
4625 Springfield Ave. Philadelphia, 10 Febr. 1913.
(For Mother Beatrix)
Dear Sister Teresa:
I thank Rev. Mother Prioress and you for your kindness in asking me to the funeral of your dear Mother Gertrude. I consulted with others to ascertain if I could possibly attend it (as I should like to) and make a train for Virginia on which I am obliged to go this morning. But unfortunately if I were to go to Oak Lane, I would miss this train.
I give Rev. Mother Prioress, you and your Sisters my heartfelt sympathy in your bereavement and I pray God to console you.
I will remember Mother Gertrude and all of you in my Masses.
Very sincerely in Xt.
St. Francis de Sales Rectory
4625 Springfield Ave. Phila.
31 Dec. 1912.
Rev. Mother Beatrix of The Holy Spirit, Prioress of Carmel, Oak Lane, Philadelphia:
Rev. and dear Mother:
I thank you for your letter of yesterday and for the prayers which you and your Sisters are offering for me and my diocese. I also wish you and each one of your community a happy New Year, filled with the blessings of God.
I have been praying to and invoking the “Floweret of Jesus” whenever I wanted a special favor; and in every instance my prayer has been heard, thank God and the saint. I venture to ask you and your Sisters to recommend to her intercession a very special favor which I seek. If I obtain this favor I shall return to the Philippines a happy man. I feel that the “Little Flower” will listen to her own. Please remember me to your Sisters. I am ashamed of myself when I think of what they do for Our Lord.
Very sincerely in Xt.
+ D. J. Dougherty, Bp. of Jaro