Memoir and personal recollection of . ot allowed himself to become ac-quainted with the teachings of the church in theseand other serious matters. In regard to card playing, it is a matter of in-dividual Catholics. Some oppose card playing per-haps as much as Mr. Corey, while I do not see anymore harm in innocent card playing, for amuse-ment, than many of our separated brethrens so-cials, camp meetings, etc., which are sometimesabused. Be temperate in all things. I am cer-tainly (as every true Christian should be) opposedto gambling, whether among the rich or poor,saloons and disreput
Memoir and personal recollection of . ot allowed himself to become ac-quainted with the teachings of the church in theseand other serious matters. In regard to card playing, it is a matter of in-dividual Catholics. Some oppose card playing per-haps as much as Mr. Corey, while I do not see anymore harm in innocent card playing, for amuse-ment, than many of our separated brethrens so-cials, camp meetings, etc., which are sometimesabused. Be temperate in all things. I am cer-tainly (as every true Christian should be) opposedto gambling, whether among the rich or poor,saloons and disreputable places, and especially tothe great crying evils of the day; Divorce, legallizedprostitution and our society, barring marriages, issanctioned by some Methodist bishops. We wholive in glass houses should not throw stones. This is not intended to slur any of our sep-arated friends, but a weak defense to an attack onCatholics and our holy church, which has alwaysbeen persecuted, but relying on divine promise,never destroyed. James • in Memoir and Personal Recollection. 361 AN UNUSUAL COINCIDENCE. Reminiscences of the past along with daily occur-rences CONFIRM THE INSPIRED DECLARATION that God is not mocked; but whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. —Galations 6-7. On Saturday evening, July 26th, 1913, afterhaving spent the day in distributing tracts over thehills from Port Perry to McKeesport where I spentmy boyhood days in going to school, hunting rabbitsand squirrels and witnessing in some localities thewonderous changes time has made the past 73 yearssince I was a boy, after relating to my wife some ofthe incidents of the day, we were sitting on ourporch watching the crowds of people as they wendedtheir way down to Braddock. My wife handed mea paper saying read the account of that young girlleaping from 10th street bridge, Pittsburgh, intothe Monongahela river. Taking the paper I readthe head line saying: The girl must suffer andthe man goes free
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