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She left Ireland on September 27, 1867. Mother Mary St. Gabriel, entered Notre Dame Des Missions on November 1, 1867. She was Prioress at Christchurch New Zealand 1878-1893, 2nd Assistant General of Order 1888 and 1st Assistant General of Order 1893. She died at the Mother House. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------- Born Elizabeth Conachy in the village of Castlebellingham, County Louth, Ireland. Mother Mary St. Gabriel came to the Congregation in 1867. During the Franco Prussian Wars of 1870, she went to Deal, England and after the retreat of the invading armies in France, returned to Lyon to make her Religious Profession there. After profession, she was appointed to Deal, where she was given charge of the school and orphanage. In 1878, she was appointed Prioress to the ten year old foundation of Christchurch, New Zealand. She was cousin to Reverend Father Ginty, SAM, Parish Priest of Christchurch. Evidently a very charming lady, she early endeared herself to both Sisters and parishioners who respected her tact, loved her amiability and gentleness. She was Superior in Christchurch for fifteen years and was named Mother Vicar of the New Zealand houses in 1886. Her sound commonsense, good judgement and clear mind made her an invaluable help of the Foundress on Visitation in 1883. It was Mother Mary Gabriel who accompanied the Foundress on her travels and assisted in the Foundations of Ashburton, Hamilton, Pukekohe and New Plymouth. Called to take part in the General Chapter in Lyon in June 1893, she was named First Assistant. Illness prevented her return to New Zealand and she did in Lyon, 25 July 1893. Both Sisters and people mourned her passing. She was not quite forty years old. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------- 42, Willowcourt Ave., Kenton,Harrow Mdx. 18thJuly '55, Rev. Mother, Sacred Heart School, Wealdstone, Dear Rev. Mother, By way of introduction. Two of my daughters were for a time pupils at your school in Wealdstone. And beck in the early 1900's my two sisters were boarders at Deal, where earlier still, two of their cousins were educated. This sequence naturally followed from Mother Gabriel's connection with the order. Because of this connection, I ask you to accept this copy as a token of our family's warm regard for N.D.des Missions. From the point of view of the spread of your missions, this record of happenings of over 70 years ago contributes nothing to the history of your Order. It is no more than a peep into the past--chronicle of a journey undertaken by a handful of your sisters. It's merit lies in the fact that for a while the reader is enabled to appreciate not only the prevailing conditions of the times but to share in the nuns adventure. Above all, it is meritorious for it's reminder that we cannot be too lavish in our expressions of thanks for every blessing. Yours sincerely, Willie O'Brien (son of Mary Conachy & Wm. O'Brien) A NUN'S DAY TO DAY ACCOUNT OF A JOURNEY From London to Christchurch N.Z. The Diariet Rev. Mother Mary St.Gabrlel--Religious N.D.dee Missions--Assistant General--Born-Elizabeth Conachy, at Castlebellingham Co.Louth Ireland--Died 25th July 1893 at the Mother House Lyons France--Aged 40 years. (One of twenty children born to William and Mary Conachy--or,Conarchy--in the village of Castlebellingham and parish of Kilsarn..) Fr. Ginety, Cousin of Mother Gabriel and the late Bishop Conroy Ireland. Fr Ginaty born in the village of Dromiskin Co.Louth was admitted to the Marist order and teaching staff of that order's college in Dundalk Irld. Later periods spent in Dublin and France, Eventually became Parish Priest , Of Christchurch N-Z. and founder Of the Mount Magdala Institution in that city. As Vicar General of the diocese the Very Rev.Dean Ginaty completed his eternal reward. Copyist's note. Of the large Oonachy family and offspring, only three direct descendants remain in the village, one of these, Miss Anna Conarchy, my cousin, found the diary amongst old family papers, and showed it to me on my last journey to Ireland. .It was very faded--in parts almost unreadable. There and then I decided to attempt a fair copy. ((The diary pretends to be nothing more than a simple narrative. But, behind it’s very simplicity, one can sense the boredom and hazards attaching to the long voyages of 70 years ago, and from which, not even 1st class passengers were exempt. Little could the writer guess that in 1953 her own grand niece would be doing the same round trip fortnightly as an Air Hostess!! But, such is progress.)) A.M.D.G. B.M.S. LUSITANIA Commenced 7th December 1877. DIARY (on board the Lusitania amidst most awful shaking and pitching) To our dear Mothers and Sisters of Armentieres & Deal. Dear Mothers and Sisters, Before commencing this diary, allow me to ask you all to be kind enough to excuse both composition and writing as I fear I shall not pay much attention to either. Dec.5th When we arrived at Waterloo station, the Lusitania had already left the docks. Dec 6th. We took the train to Blackwall and at 10 1/2 went aboard a small steamer prepared to receive the passengers who like us arrived too late for the other. we were so crowded we could scarcely move, and thus we remained two hours standing. At two oclock we arrived at Gravesend and went on board the Lusitania. A few hours later we were forced to bid adieu to our very dear mother. The separation seemed almost beyond my strength, but it was not a time to give way to nature; we watched her go into a boat with kind Mr Flood and row off till she was quite out. of sight. We then retired to our cabin. At 8 we sang the Ave Maria Stella, said our prayers etc and then went to bed. The steamer did not start till 25" to eleven. We were all on deck the weather was so calm that we could scarcely perceive that we were moving. we assisted at (??)_and remained quite well till 4 1/2 when the bell rang we could not at first make up our minds to move, but as there was half an hour given to prepare, four of us collected sufficient courage, leaving poor little sister Mary Joseph in the cabin. We took some fish and had scarcely finished when two of us had to retire. The gentlemen who were sitting opposite us were paying respects to all-the dishes that passed, whilst we could scarcely sit up straight. they looked at us with such pitiful eyes . when we stood up to go. They are all very nice (except) one. The very first night he had to be carried away from the table . He has not made his appearance today so he is quite the topic of discourse between the others. They are all making their remarks about him in French. Before the dinner was half over the sisters had left the table. Sister M.Y.of Jesus fancied some potatoes and vinegar after being sick, we all partook of the same dish and then went to bed. Dec 8th We arrived at Plymouth at 12 ock where we remained till 3 1/2. Although the sea was calm; we all proved very bad sailors except Sister M. St Cecelia yet in the afternoon while all the people were on deck except a very dear kind lady, we sang-the "Sine Labe 'and I accompanied it with the piano. The lady was delighted. Dec 9th Our first Sunday at sea. We were obliged to stay in bed all day, the sea was frightfully rough. We could not move without tumbling over one another. The poor stewardess had so much to do that she quite forgot us and we had nothing to eat till five ock in the afternoon when the steward came to empty the slops. I told him we had nothing to eat all day, he soon sent the stewardess. The poor creature did all in her power to make up for her neglect , Towards night the sea became terribly rough . Sister M, St. Cecelia secured the window quite safely as she thought for the night. It was a very difficult matter, as she kept tumbling from side to side all the time. We could not give any assistance, for each time we moved we were sick, and thus gave sister more work than help. Everything went on pretty well till 4 in the morning, when a most powerful wave found it's way through a very small opening and gave sister M. St Cecile such a nice sea bath. Fortunately, her head and face received the first, she jumped up quickly, leaving her bed to receive the 2nd and 3rd, whilst, we all enjoyed the scene. She then fetched the steward who-was keeping watch in the saloon; He fastened the window, sister removed the wet sheets etc turned her head the other side and prepared again for rest. It was impossible to remain sitting or standing when we ventured to do so. We were dashed from one side of the cabin to the other. We got through the Bay of Biscay before Monday morning. Dec 10th The sea is twice as rough as yesterday. Not a lady to be seen. Even the gentlemen were obliged to return to their cabins. We are like five prisoners. After many useless efforts to dress, we were obliged to do like the others. It was quite amusing at meal times to hear the plates glasses knives and forks rolling to and fro from the tables to the floor. There were a great many smashed each time. At dinner a still more interesting event occurred. the tide washed over the deck, through the skylight on to the tables. the plates and glasses were all filled with sea water. We could hear all from our cabin. But what pleased us most was to see how good humoredly the gentlemen and stewards took it all. not an improper word to be heard during all these trials, but roars of laughter followed each. In the afternoon a lady in the cabin next to ours tumbled out of her berth. She screamed most frightfully. The stewardess rushed to our cabin fearing it was one of us. At the same time other ladies and a gentleman met with the same fate. The poor gentleman was very much injured and had to be carried to the hospital. we did not tumble from our berths but during the night, the tin basins (our best friends during the stormy weather) kept rolling all round the cabin. When they came in contact with each other the noise was very terrible particular when the covers fell off and they deposited their contents in the middle of the floor. None of us slept, the ship rolled so frightfully and the poor stewards were busy all the night paling out the water as it poured down the stairs into the saloon. Dec llth After such a terrible night daylight was heartily welcomed by all. The first things that met our eyes were the basins and filthy floor. The sight gave me sufficient strength. I was out of my berth, and while sister Cecilia held me very firmly, I put things in order trembling all the time for fear the steward would come in. Towards 12 oclock the sea became more calm so we all got up and went on deck. We were just enjoying the pleasant sea breeze when the bell rang for luncheon, we were so (??) mortified that we us ashamed so we soon found courage to move although his assistance was realy needed When we returned on deck, I threw a medal in the sea, it gradually became calm, so we passed the remainder of the day very comfortably. Dec 12th For the first time we all went to table together. After breakfast a sailor put our chairs in a nice corner of the deck. During the course of the morning an enormous whale made his appearance. Everyone rushed towards us to gaze upon the poor animal which was pursuing an empty butt that had been thrown overboard . In the morning we passed the Madeira Isles In the afternoon the sea became very calm. After dinner we returned to our places on deck and did not go down to our cabins till nearly nine. The sisters sang hymns and the Alma while we watched the beautiful waves that seemed to sparkle like silver. We talked of the dear ones we left in Europe and united our prayers with the beloved sister who during that hour kept watch before our dearest Lord. The immense bed of water that lay around us, now so calm and beautiful which a few days past dashed so furiously against our cabin ports,s poke more fluently to our hearts of the Divine Presence than any sermon we ever heard, Dec 13th This morning we made our meditation not before breakfast. About 12 ock, we passed the Canary Isles. we saw (??) through a microscope (Telescope?) they appeared to us like a dark cloud , at the same time we saw a pretty sailing ship in the distance. During the last 24 hours we travelled 208 miles ,the same as Wednesday. The day passed very quietly. At 8 ock when all the passengers went to tea we stayed on deck and sang the Ave Maria Stella. Dec 14th we have passed the Tropic of cancer. The gentlemen and ladies have put on their summer clothing. A tent has been arranged on our deck to shade us from the dazzling rays of the sun and occasional showers . The second and third class passengers are exposed to both. Dec 15th Nothing particular. We passed our time in writing letters to post the following day. Dec 16th We arrived at St. Vincents Isle in the Cape Verd at 5 ock in the morning. We dressed quickly and went on deck. The ship was almost surrounded by enormous rocks about 20 feet in height if not more and very long. In the centre another smaller rook rose up like a tower. It is called Bird isle, In the distance we could see St. Anthony's Ilse, but it appeared to us like a dark cloud , A few moments after we cast anchor, about 20 boats were to be seen coming towards us. at first we perceived that they were boys under 15 were almost naked. As they came to the side of the ship, we were still more astounded to hear them all cry out”Throw sixpence in water I go fetch it", The gentlemen did so, and in an instant they had pulled off the slight covering they had on dived into the water and brought up the money in their mouths. They looked like a lot of crabs - We moved to the other side of the ship, not feeling inclined to witness the scene. The captain finding us alone joined our little group and explained what he knew about the country. He told us there was a catholic church on St. Vincent‘s and then went to fetch his microscope (??) that we might be better able to see it.‘ I cannot tell you how delighted I felt on seeing the cross which surmounted the small building. Our next anxiety was about going ashore. I asked the captain's advice if it were safe to trust ourselves to the mercy of those savage looking men. He told us that nearly all the passengers were going ashore to get away from the coal dust as they would be taking coal on board all day. After assuring us that we had nothing to fear he offered to secure a boat and enquire the price. I begged of him to find one where the men were dressed. He smiled at our simplicity and promised to do his best. In-a few minutes he called to me to look at the choice he had made. It was indeed the most respectable one. The two men although very savage looking and frightfully ugly were decently dressed but sitting in a corner ready to steer the boat was a pretty little black boy with such beautiful white teeth, his only costume was a very short shirt all torn, but he kept himself carefully concealed in his little corner. Whilst rowing the two sailors gave us to understand that they were catholics by making the sign of the cross and told us that the priest spoke French. Before leaving the boat I unfortunately gave a medal to the little fellow. He took care to show it to the others the instant he reached the pier, so that, before we landed crowds of women and children were awaiting us. We were so thickly surrounded that we could not move. They all wanted crosses medals and rosaries. I took from my pocket the small packet of medals poor Mother Mary of the Holy Rosary gave me. In an instant I had distributed them was sorry not to have been able to satisfy the devotion of all. I tried to make them understand that I had given all away, but, it was quite impossible, At last I gave them the piece of paper. They then turned to the other sisters, who like me were obliged to disappoint the poor creatures. It was quite amusing to see with what longing eyes they gazed upon our crucifixes. they spoke Portuguese, we could not therefore understand their remarks. At last with great difficulty we succeeded in getting off the pier. A little boy offered to conduct us to the church He walked by the side of us whilst the others. followed in procession. This procession however. was a little different to what we see in France and England. Instead of the white dresses, the greater part were naked. Some of the elder however wore sashes, others drawers or chemises, but the women were all completely covered only their hideous faces and feet were exposed--they also wore turbans. In their arms instead of statues or banners they each carried a naked a baby, and pretty little creatures they were too--dark skins and almost white hair all in curls. We could not help admiring those innocent little faces. Arrived at the church I gave the little boy s few pence. we then entered and took our places close to the altar rails. Unhappily our escort did not foresake us. They took their places as close to us as possible. A great many went on the sanctuary the better to admire us. It was rather difficult to pray, how thankful we should have felt if they would only leave us alone quietly with our Beloved Lord. But no, the instant we moved off our knees they gathered around us in groups and tried to express their delight and respect by kissing our hands with such marks of veneration and joy, we did not prevent them. They admired our crosses and large rosaries which they also kissed., During the scene, the sacristan, an elderly man commenced to prepare for the mass. It was consoling to see with what devotion and tranquility, this black man moved about the altar. When I saw him arrange the chalice and put the Host on the paten, I felt almost beyond myself to see that in the midst of such rude uncivilized people we were all indeed children of the same mother. Although their habits, colour and language differed exceedingly, the ceremonies of the church were unaltered, We were very anxious to see the priest before mass, but could not make ourselves understood. After many useless efforts in French and English, besides numerous signs we at last said "Patre",they at last understood and offered to show us his home. A few children accompanied us whilst the others returned to their homes , but before we had reached the priest’s house, our number had rapidly increased. All the childfen we met joined the procession, some carried fish in their hands. We were an interesting sight. When we arrived at the priest's house, we found he had gone to visit a sick person, So we again returned to the church to be once more examined and admired by our black friends, who instead of kneeling down to say their prayers gathered closely around us. This time a new sight attracted our attention. There was a second sacristan on the altar. He wore an old shirt the sleeves did not even reach the elbows and an old pair of black trousers which he considered too long as they were tucked up, so as to leave the calves of his legs exposed. His feet were also bare. He was certainly a kind looking man and did not tire of looking at us from behind a sort of pillar. We remained kneeling all this time as there were no seats in the church the natives do not require them, they sit on the floor. we were very tired and would have gladly done the same, But still in hopes that the priest would come, we took patience., There were some chairs in the sanctuary so I got up to fetch them. The instant I moved all our black friends were in motion, They soon guessed what I wanted, They seemed delighted to render us this service which we thankfully received. We were scarcley seated when the Patre made his appearance, He is a very nice kind looking man, but a Portuguese and therefore black like the natives. He wore a cassock like the Jesuits. He came from the sacristy and went direct to the altar. When our friends saw him they all rushed to their places and were on their knees in an instant saying their prayers. After a few minutes adoration the kind priest advanced towards us. His vey appearance inspired respect and confidence. when he came near us he said in French “They told me you were here and wished to see me". He told us Mass would not be till ten ock.so we asked if he would kindly hear our confessions and give us Holy Communion before. He consented with great pleasure. We looked about for the confessional but not weeing one we asked the priest. He told us they did not use one, and he heard confessions in the church. This answer embarrassed us very much . If we were alone it would not matter; besides the natives, a number of the passengers from our ship kept coming in. we could not think of making our confession before so many. After a few minutes reflection I asked him to hear us in the sacristy. He had no objections. The five of us went to the sacristy together and knelt at the door whilst each one went in their turn. We went to Holy Communion directly after. The old sacristan held a lighted candle in his hand, The altar, or rather communion cloth was full of holes. It was so nice to hear the poor old black man say the confeiteor and strike his breast. After we received our dearest Lord, before retiring from the altar, the good old man offered us a glass of water. It reminded me of a custom practiced in Ireland. After our thanksgiving the priest showed us the principal places of St Vincent and then took us to his house for some breakfast. We were shown into a nicely furnished room. Whilst waiting, the priest gave us an English book with pictures to look at; We did not wait long before the servant brought the tray to the door, but the priest served us himself. After breakfast he introduced us to his sister, and then gave each of us a card of the church with a few words written on it as a souvenir of our visit to St. Vincent Isle, which we shall never forget. He then finished showing us the country. Everyone as they passed us took off their hat or bowed, so that the priest had his hat in his hand most of the time. At ten ook. he conducted us to the church. The large bell was ringing for Mass. After the aperges the soldiers marched into the church. Eight of these formed the guard of honour, four each side of the altar, the others remained standing in the centre of the church. Now I shall try and describe the sanctuary with these different personages costumes. The altar was not badly decorated had it not been for the antiperdieuses (?). This was made up of five different colours, the centre was violet, the sides green, top red, four corners white, the whole trimmed with yellow braid. The vestment worn by the priest was yellow green and violet. The old sacristan wore a sort of old red jacket without sleeves instead of a surplice. The other sacristans costume was as explained before. The soldiers surrounding the altar wore white trousers, black coats and snow white cuffs and collars. I am afraid this imperfect description will only give you a faint idea of the modest sanctuary and it's variety of colours, During the elevation a soldier played the bugle. We then felt that we were really in a catholic country. After Mass the kind priest came to take leave of us as he was called upon to visit a young man at the point of death, After thanking him for his kindness, I asked him to provide us with a bottle of Holy water for the remainder of our voyage. He gave the order to the two sacristans who were overjoyed to oblige us, In awaiting the small boat we took a long walk by the seaside. In passing by a cottage we asked for a drink of water. The Woman brought us a jug of salt water to quench our burning thirst. It was the best she had poor creature. We all drank from the jug. In return, she asked for one of our handkerchiefs for a turban. Fortunately Sr M. St. Cecelia had an old clean one so she gave it to her. Her joy was unbounded. she frisked about waving the handkerchief in the air to the admiration of all of us . In passing through the streets we seemed to draw the attention of everybody, The women sat outside their doors smoking their long pipes. At our approach if they advanced to salute us and ask if we were French or English. This was their style of questioning--'Franoies--Anglish--eh dit'--as we did not pretend to understand they made s great many signs and said--"Francies bon --Anglish bon"--I suppose by this they wished to tell us whether French or English we were good. Before leaving the island we went again to the chapel to visit our Blessed Lord and ask a blessing on the remainder of our voyage. The saoristaas were waiting with the holy uater, they accompanied us to the church door. We thanked them in Portuguese and bid them goodbye. We bought some lemons and oranges and then went to meet the boat which was already awaiting us at the pier. We reached the steamer by one ock. The instant we came on board we were welcomed by the captain who asked us if we were kindly received by the inhabitants and if we had our breakfast, our answers gave him great satisfaction. He said we were indeed more fortunate than any of the other passengers who went ashore. The remainder of the day was full of distract ion. we were constantly surrounded by boats. One contained a monkey which afforded great amusement. Two other ships lay in the harbour. one had a French flag. Like us they were getting provisions. The other kept a respectable distance. The yellow flag which betokened fever was to be seen floating. Our doctor went to see them. They were waiting to take coal, but dare not go any nearer the town till the fever ceased. They were thus forced to remain as they were. It was a painful sight when compared to us. we were overwhelmed with visitors whilst they were left all alone. not a boat ventured near them. At six ock. the following morning we bid an eternal adieu to St.Vincent and proceeded once more on our route for New Zealand. Dec 17th Today we are all very sick and tired. Had it not been for the grace we received yesterday, I am afraid we would have felt very impatient. Sister M.Stcecelis ani Sister M.J.of Jesus went to bed all the afternoon. Dec 18th We commenced our costumes but did little more than look at them. I went to bed all the afternoon. Dec 19th Nothing particular. All pretty well. A beautiful cam sea. An entertainment in the evening. We all went to bed. Dec 20th Recitations, concerts and dancing on deck till 11 ock but did not prevent us from going asleep. Dec 21st Finished our costumes. We crossed the equator at six in the evg. Dancing again tonight till nearly 12...they did net disturb us, Dec 22nd After dinner we witnessed a most beautiful sunset. During the whole day we were amused in watching the pretty little flying fish. Dec 23rd Our third Sunday on board. At ten all the stewards and sailors appeared on deck with the officers in full costume, while the captain called the names. At 1050 church of England service on deck. We went to our cabin and sang High Mass without a priest. In the afternoon we found sufficient distraction In watching the flying fish. We passed the evening in singing hymns. Dec 24th Being Christmas Eve, we proposed passing the day with more recollections than usual, So, we retired as usual to the corner of the ship known to us as the community room. Strangers can have access to us only by one common entrance as we are shaded on one side by hay and barrels of provisions on the other. We had just passed an hour in quiet, when several of the lady passengers came to make a petition as they celled it. They were asked by the officers to help them with the decorations, by making some paper roses, They had been trying every way, but could not succeod, if we would only teach them they would feel so much obliged. Fortunately Sr ,M, St Cecelia knew how to make them, so of course we at once set about teaching them. The remainder of the day till half past four was spent in this way, Then we went to our cabin and said the first vespers of Christmas in choir. At five dinner as usual. We were scarcely seated when all at once the ship stopped. It was rather an agreeable surprise as there seemed no danger, but no one at table could tell the cause, as the Chief Engineer did not return, Thus 3/4 hour passed. At last a little boy came to our table and told us a most laughable story. He said a bug was the sole cause of this unexpected stop. It had eaten it's way into one of the pipes and thus having made several holes, caused a considerable loss of steam, which they were obliged to repair. The first thing to be done was to catch this extraordinary bug and kill it. seven of the ablest men were thus employed but had not yet completed their task. We listened to this recital with great interest and hastened on deck to witness the funeral of this wonderful little creature, or rather, to ascertain the real cause. It was very simple. The engineers wanted to clean and arrange some of the works, and this could not be done without first putting out the fires. Some of the young men were rather (????) after dinner. As we went on deck they commenced to amuse themselves in a rough way by throwing oranges at each other, without respect for the ladies. In passing they struck Sister M. St Cecilia, she quickly picked it up and threw it in the sea and thus put an end to their play. We went to our cabin at an early hour to get out of the way. When in our berths we could hear all the noise and singing going on on deck. Dec 25th Christmas Day we got up very early. Some of us put on our best clothes as our old ones were too untidy to visit the little infant Jesus. At eleven ock, finding there were no preparations being made for service we retired to our cabin for grand High Mass. We proposed singing the "Gloria in Exoelsius Deo", but poor Sister M. St Cecelia had a sore throat coming and I could not replace her, We were thus forced to have low Mass singing. During the most solemn part we were a little disturbed by the sailors singing in the saloon. They were dressed up like niggers and came down in procession to wish all a merry Christmas. We saw them when we went on deck. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves very much, but it was rather a sad day for us, though we tried to be merry. Our thoughts wee with those in whose dear company we passed so many happy Christmas days . We went to bed rather early . Nothing particular happened on Boxing Day, We worked as Usual in our little corner of the ship. Dec 27th During the morning we were surprised by the ringing of the alarm beIl followed by an unusual rush of sailors and stewards in that same direction. In an instant the water pipes were at work , but their move to enquire where the fire was. Before long several gentlemen cue to tell us not to be frightened. The bell was occasionally rung to accustom the men how to act in case of danger, A little later we saw two sailing ships a great distance off. On such occasions two or three of the gentlemen, especially an Irish catholic hasten to acquaint us of what is to be seen and offer their opera ("') glasses. ‘Whilst looking at the masts of the ships, for we could not see anything else, We witnessed a shoal of fish . I think they are called porpoises --there were thousands of them. They kept in a perfect straight line, instead of flying, they all jumped together in perfect order and so fast, they kept up with us. for a long time. At last we left them behind. Dec 28th We passed nine sailing ships during the day but not near enough to see their flags. On Saturday also we passed a great monster. Dec 30th Fourth Sunday at sea. During service on deck we had uses in our Cabin. But I am sorry to say Sister M.J of Jesus caused great distraction to the others. We could not keep still and were constantly (???) one another down. During the gospel we stood up with the other sisters who were to us an example of recollection, but in spite of all our endeavours and good resolutions we tumbled back again on the boxes. A French ship passed quite close to us called the GRANVILLE. It was not very large. We could see the men and hear their cheers, it was a pretty sight. When they had passed, they dipped their flag three times to salute us we did the same. A little while after we were called to look at another on the other side, It was a Dutch ship this time, but they were so long showing their flag that we passed before there was time to ask anything else. They were not welcomed like the French, the remainder of the day passed very quickly. In the evening, I was rather startled on hearing that a young lady sleeping in the cabin opposite ours where Sister M Cecelies berth is, had the yellow fever very strong, but my fears gave place to disgust when I was given to understand that she ran after the officers, and as the were yellow straps and buttons they themselves laughed at her, and said they supposed it was the bright yellow attracted her; We often noticed her conduct and remarked to each other how bad it looked, for this reason, Sister M Cecelia never slept in the cabin, but from the first day had the mattress brought into ours and laid on the boxes where she always sleeps. our disgust of the world seemed to increase at this news, We all thanked with renewed fervour our dearest Lord for calling us to the religious life. Dec 31st Our monthly retreat was passed amidst great distraction. Before breakfast there were nine ships to be seen in view but some miles off. Before lunceheon, two English sailing ships passed quite close to us. We could hear their cheers and wishes for a happy New Year. They were going at the rate of about one mile an hour. All their sails were unfolded but there was very little wind, yet, they looked so pretty, There were ships in sight all day. In the afternoon another English ship passed very close. They enquired from us the degree of latitude as they passed as their compass had gone astray, but we were both the same. It was very pretty to watch all this conversation going on but we could only distinguish the colour of the flags, without being able to make out a word. However, we have only to remain still. We are quite sure to hear all the news. After dinner another procession of porpoises, but this time they came from a great distance to meet us. When they were within a few yards and we could see them nicely they suddenly turned and went back again. In half an hour they had passed the horizon so we lost sight of them. It was a most interesting sight to watch them returning, They all kept together in such perfect order and motion, So you can guess how very imperfectly we made our retreat. For the first time since we left St Vincent the sails are put up. We had a head wind during the last fortnight which has put us almost two days over our time. Jan lst We have just turned the Cape of Good Hope ,but a hundred miles more to the south, so that we cannot see land at all. A beautiful sea to look at but the ship is pitching and tossing most frightfully. We are awfully seasick, The minute we touch a bit of food the retching is dreadful, but we feel all the better when we can put the basin aside. At ten ock, we bid it goodnight for good without the least regret for we feel very tired. So much for New Year's Day. Jan 2nd When the stewardess came at seven in the morning Sister M.J. of Jesus milk she brought us some porridge as we felt the effects of yesterday fast, At 8 1/2 Sister M, de St Emanuel who has not been sick yet, Sister M J of Jesus I got up to be ready for breakfast at nine. Whilst they ate theirs‘ I served the two poor sisters who were still in bed, but none of them could persuade me to touch anything, I had quite enough to do to keep my porridge down without taking anything else. At ten ock we went on deck , the sea was rather calm, At our appearence everyone hastened to enquire how we were, even the captin, who, to console us said that even a great many of the gentlemen had felt the motion of yesterday so after all we were not such bad sailors. Before dinner we felt quite recovered. Jan 3rd During the whole day, there were athletic sports on deck, which afforded great amusement to all the passengers. There were horse races, sack races and three legged races, also fighting on horseback . Of course one man had to be the horse for his neighbour. They also played at leap frog. It was really amusing to see those great men, between 20 and 40 years of age playing like boys. I never saw the captain look so pleased; He said he was delighted to see the men amuse themselves in this way. It grieved him to see them playing cards nearly all day. We could see all that was going on from our convent corner as some of the passengers call it when they pay us a visit. Jan 4th While we kept a fair wind we travelled 512 miles in 24 hours but we have a head wind again today so the run is only 288. All our sails are again folded. Just before dinner we saw about 40 large whales, It looked so curious to see them all spouting. Jan 5th The wind today is pretty fair. Two of our sails are unfolded. During the morning we saw the sea serpent spawn. It was like a sandy mark across the sea. Sister M J of Jesus is almost mad with toothache. We are very busy crooheting as several ladies have lent us such pretty patterns. All the ladies-on board say we put them to shame, we are so industrious and they so idle, Even the chief officer paid us the same compliment a few days ago. Our Irish friend is quite proud of us. He pays us occasional visits. He is an elderly gentleman and dos not tire in expressing his delight on seeing us so much respected by all on board. Jan 6th Fifth Sunday on sea. As We all felt remarkably well this morning although firghtfully cold we resolved to have Grad High Mass, We had just finished the Asperges when the captain commenced the protestant service, which for the first time was being held in the saloon, and so, put an end to all our grand singing. For the first time in my life I heard their service right through. They sang the Magnificat and Te.Deum very nicely indeed. We read the prayers of the Mass but could not sing, Whilst writing this after noon there was very little ink in the bottle, so I chanced to say to the Sis by me what a misery it is to have a little ink. I had scarcely pronounced the words when a gentleman who was sitting opposite us put down the book he was reading and hastened to his cabin to fetch us his ink bottle and begged us to make use of it. We thanked him and without saying another word he continued his reading. The remainder of the day we passed in reading and writing as it was too cold to remain on deck. Jan 7th This morning at 6 1/2 we met a sailing ship bound for the same direction as us. She left England some months ago. She was so close that we could throw a letter on board. We soon left her behind us as there is very little wind to help her along. Our run today is only 295 miles. Jan 8th Poor Sister M J of Jesus is condemned by order of the doctor to remaln ln bed all day. Sister M St Cecelia is very busy preparing linseed poultices. I remained in the cabin a great part of the day reading to our invalid , The doctor lanced the abscess this morning. Jan 9th Sister is much better but still compelled to stay in bed. We have a very favourable wind and big sea. Jan l0th Very early this morning while we were all asleep, our cabin steward came n and screwed up our port hole. when I awoke at 5 1/2 I told Sr. M. St. Cecelia to open the porthole and let in a little fresh air. I had been trying to do it myself, but could not succeed. However, after great trouble Sister opened it. We did not think for a minute that the steward had been in and locked it. When we got up we could scarcely stand to dress. The ship was not pitching, but rocking dreadfully (this movement does not cause a sick sensation like the pitching but it is very unpleasant) Whilst putting on my bonnet a large bottle was knocked out of it's place on my head and broke in pieces. I never before received such a blow, but it did not cut me. During breakfast we could scarcely hold on to the table. Teacups and everything kept running away from us. The rolling went on increasing, we felt half inclined to close the port for fear of an accident, as the sea kept rising like two immense mountains each side but gradually abated before breaking against the ship's sides. Thus things went on very well till about 11 ock. I left the cabin and went to the saloon with Sr. M.de P'Emmanuel. In about 10 minutes Sr M de la S'Esperance came running out to tell me that the sea had come in and poor Sr M Cecelia had received it all. I hastened to the cabin and found poor sister wringing wet, and up o the caves of her legs in water. Although I felt vexed with myself for causing the port to be opened still, I could not help laughing. I did not attempt to enter,and sister did not wish anyone else to get wet. While waiting for the cabin steward I helped sister to get out the boxes before the waters had time to penetrate, and poor Sr Joseph of Jesus had to crawl to the upper berth and hide herself in the bedclothes. After a few minutes he steward came. He was not at all pleased, yet; I admired his patience and wondered he did not get cross. We emptied out about six pailfuls and then commenced to sing as if nothing had happened, while he dried the floor and then gave us a new carpet. The tide continued rising higher and higher All the ports and skylights were kept.locked. At lunch time the rolling and dashing of the sea seemed to increase. It was quite an exertion to reach our table which is only about six yards from the cabin. By kind help we reached it in safety, but before Sr Cecelia got seated the ship gave such a roll that she tumbled over the chief steward, but he kindly protected her from falling against the table. During luncheon, the rough sea forced it’s way through the firmly screwed ports. We have only one gentleman (who never speaks a word to us or anyone else) dining at our table, and a dear kind invalid 1ady, she is always lying on the sofa, so when the sea came in we had to rush from our places or risk getting a sea bath. The poor lady got wet and had to be removed to the other side of the saloon. A second shower bath saluted us before the end of the luncheon and we had hard work to hold on to our seats. Ihe glasses kept upsetting--the knives and forks running on to opposite plates, And sometimes the poor silent gentleman had nearly all our dirty knives and forks on his plate whilst he kept rolling from his place, chair and all, quite to the middle of the saloon. We always managed to hold on to the table. At dinner it was still worse, but we were not sufferers this time. Eight persons, ladies and gentlemen were thrown right off their seats on their backs to the f1oor, followed by their glasses and bottles of wine and lemonade. Although it was a painful sight to witness still, we could not but laugh. It was almost impossible to eat anything. We feared every minute she would capsize. After dinner we tried to go on deck to get a little fresh air. We were obliged to sit down directly or risk being dashed against the sides. It was altogether a frightful sight to behold. The sea each side was much higher than us. We feared every moment; that the mountains of water would meet and cover us right over. In the west a most awful storm was gathering,which caused a very curious setting of the sun, Many experienced travellersn(men)-said they never saw anything to equal it. Just fancy a beautiful bright sun perfectly surrounded by immense black clouds. I am sure that if the same was represented in a painting we would have thought it imaginary. Every time the ship rolled on her side, the monstrous screw at the bottom would get above the water and cause a most horrid noise. We did not remain long on deck, it was impossible to hold on, even the gentlemen in trying to walk were obliged to sit on the floor each time she rolled and so slid to the other side, if not they might have hurt themselves severely in being dashed against it’s side. Captain and officers said they never saw such a rough sea in this season, but fortunately, the wind is favourable, we are going 14 1/2 miles an hour. We never travelled at such a rate. During the night we did not sleep much and feared every minute to find ourselves on the floor. Jan 11th The sea continues rather rough, but the rolling much less. Still a favourable wind. Today the doctor and captain asked to what part of New Zealand we were going. When I told them we were going to separate, he said ‘I am sure you will find it very hard, You all seem so fond of each other" Several others had already made the same remark, and one gentleman asked me if we never got cross with other, or quarrelled as brothers and sisters sometimes do. He was indeed surprised to see us always look so happy and fond of one another. Their remarks are quite true. We are almost at the end of our long and painful journey, and as yet, not an unkind word or look has passed between us thank God, Jan 12th We are perfectly calm and have again lost our fair wind. The run is only 298 miles. It is raining this afternoon, we are compelled to remain in the saloon. Jan 13th Sixth Sunday at sea, everything beautiful and calm. During breakfast we received the sad news of a death in the third class. The poor young man was rather delicate when he came on board. Thursday night he commenced bleeding at the nose most violently. The ship's doctor and two others tried all their skill to stop it, but could not succeed. He continued bleeding in this way till nine oclock on Sunday morning, when the poor fellow expired, I may say almost suddenly. 'I cannot tell you how dull we felt all day. We said our mass rather early hoping to get on deck before the captain commenced service in the saloon. We Just got out of the way in time as we did not want to hear their service again. At 4 we saw the poor man's funeral. He was sewn up in a sack, four sailors carried him from the steerage to our part of the deck. The captain and sailors followed saying the prayers. when arrived at the part of the ship where passengers got off a small iron gate was drawn up. The national flag that served as a pall was taken off and the corpse put on a plank. When the prayers were finished the signal was given and the poor man was thrown off into the sea. I only heard the splash, for I closed my eyes. I could not bear to look on. The sisters say he stood up quite straight and sank directly. We were afterwards told that a weight was attached to his feet so that he might sink. directly. Thank God that it was not one of the sisters, and yet a week ago, this young man little thought of meeting with a watery grave. Here was sufficient scope for serious reflection. Jan 14th We are today surrounded by a dense fog. The nasty fog horn is sounded every five minutes. We are only going 12 miles an hour. Jan 15th The fog has quite disappeared and the ship is pitching most frightfully. We are all as sick as the first day. Impossible to keep anything down so the best plan is to fast till dinner at five. I again tried with the other sisters to eat something. As soon as I commenced I was forced to leave the table. I tried a second time before the end of dinner, but was forced to retire a second time. I was perfectly tired retching so I made up my mind not to try any more that day. Poor Sisters Cecelia and St Joseph got through their dinners very well, but kept me company afterwards. The French sisters are the best sailors. Jan 16th Today the wind is quite against us. We are only going 8 miles an hour the same as yesterday. The motion is not nearly so bad, we are feeling much better. Towards evening a favourable wind and the tossing quite ceased. Jan 17th A beautifully calm sea and favourable wind. As this is our last week oh the Lusitania, the chief Engineer offered to show us the engine rooms, We went with him, After showing us the works, he took us through a long tunnel right to the end of the ship. We were 15 feet under the sea. Next we saw the great fires where they burn 4 tons of coal in.24 hours. He told one of the stokers to poke the fire. The heat was something awful I pitied the poor men. If they only thought of offering what they suffer to god, I am sure they would make their purgatory in this world. There are 12 gallons of oil required each day for the engine. We also saw where the sea water is condensed and made fresh and many other curious things. In the afternoon we were taken all over the 2nd and 3rd class and steerage In this last place there are 171 emigrants. It is indeed a frightful place. Jan 19th This morning at 9 ock we arrived at Adelaide.We could not get ashore before 11 ock. .As soon as we reached the land we felt rather disheartened not knowing where to go, Our only desire was to find a little church where in we might find the Blessed Lord and pass a few moments before Him in recollection and prayer. While still on the jetty or pier and wondering which turn to take we were agreeably surprised on seeing two religious coming towards us at a very rapid pace . They received us with open arms and welcomed us as friendly as if they had known us all. their lives. This meeting was quite provedential. These holy religious were staying at the seaside for change of air and for the first time they proposed going on the pier, not knowing that a steamer had come from home. they were going to turn back when they met the first group of passengers but a gentleman told them that their friends were coming on behind. Without knowing who he meant, they hastened to meet us. When we told them where we were going and why we came on shore they asked us to go with them to their Mother House at Kensington. Mother General and Sisters would be delighted to see us . After travelling 3/4 hour by rail and 5 miles in a carriage we reached the convent gate. There is a very pretty garden.in front full of flowers and fruit trees. We were first shown into the reception room, while the two dear sisters who met us went to acquaint dear Rev, Mother and the whole community of our arrival. In a few minutes we were welcomed by all the kind sisters and dear Rev. Mother. They were over joyed at seeing us . They wanted us to remain the night with them, so two sisters were sent to ask the captain if we might, whilst two others went to tell the Jesuit priest, who is chaplin to the community of our arrival and asked him to give Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament in our honour. In awaiting their return we had dinner, in the sisters refectory, visited Our Blessed Lord and the convent. The dear little novices were delighted to see us . Rev mother gave them and all the community a general holiday. When dear Rev Mother heard that we were going to Christchurch, she asked me if I knew Father Ginaty, I told her of course he was my cousin. She was so delighted at the news. It seems that a few years ago Father Ginaty did her great service. Amongst others, he translated their rules from the Latin so the dear creature felt herself indebted to him and in receiving me she thought it a nice occasion of proving her gratitude. As soon as the Jesuit Father heard of our presence he hastened to see us. He is a dear kind old priest and is looked upon as a saint. The oratory and altar were very prettily decorated and the holy priest gave us Benediction. The sisters sang very nicely accompanied by a harmonium. After Benediction we went to confession . When the sisters returned from seeing the captain Rev Mother and community were sadly disappointed to hear that the ship would sail early next morning and all the passengers must be on board that night but that he would not return to the ship till nine so that we could go with him. Rev Mother had two other establishments in Adelaide she wished us to see, so hired a waggonette and took us with four other sisters, first to a very large orphanage quite in the country, where a 100 orphans were kept. Everything was very poor but clean. They kept a cow so we had some new milk to drink before leaving. They next took us to the Refuge some miles from the orphanage and quite another direction. Here we saw at work a number of girls these good sisters succeeded in bringing back to the practice of virtue after a life of sin. We had supper here and after a hurried visit through the dormitories etc we went to the station, still accompanied by Rev Mother and the two sisters who found us in the morning. When we arrived at the part where we had to change trains, we met another priest (Irish) who joined our party and with the kind religious, saw us safe in the boat that took us to the steamer. We shall never forget our visit to Adelaide nor the kind sisters of St Joseph of the Sacred Heart. Jan 23rd This evening we arrived at Melbourne and very early we commenced to pack up as it is to be our last on the Lusitania. We could not get a berth in the wharf so we were unhappily forced to cast anchor some miles from the pier and there wait patiently a smaller steamer that the Bright Bros. & Co. promised to send to convey all passengers on shore. This steamer could only hold a certain number but would come several times. Although quite ready, we missed the first, not caring to embark with the wild young fellows that composed the party. We had now to wait three hours more, during which time we spoke to the captain and chief officer about our baggage which they promised to see safe on the tazarus so I gave the chief officer a list of all. When the steamer returned, we were told by no means to lose our places . We obeyed the friendly advice and took leave of the few friend we had made who really wept bitterly at our departure. Now. I felt indeed embarassed, what were we to do when we left the steamer everyone seemed busy in taking care of themselves, but a kind gentleman promised to see us safely in the train and from there to a cab. But on reaching the pier we saw a Jesuit priest who took entire charge of us, paid our railway fare etc. Arrived in the city he took us to see the Archbishop, thence to the Jesuit refectcry where we had luncheon with him. (I must say hare that the Jesuits had just removed to another house that morning otherwise we could not have entered the refectory). He next took us to the sisters of Mercy and then to the Jesuit monastery at Richmond, and last of all to the Sisters of the Good shepherd, Where His Grace the Archbishop allowed us to stay the night. But before bringing us here he told the cabman to drive us all round the town that we might have a view of Melbourne, as the Archbishop told him. After the Rev. Fr. Murphy took his departure. The sisters kindly gave us supper, and then after a visit to our Blessed Lord we retired for the night, but we were so comfortable that we could not sleep for a long time. At seven next morning we assosted at the Holy sacrifice of the Mass, went‘to confession and Holy communion. After breakfast dear Rev.Mother took us to see the schools and children. At the appointed hour kind Fr Murphy was at the convent,so we took our leave of all and once more found ourselves - driving towards the harbour. On our way we stopped at the Telegraph office to send a telegram to dear Mother Mary St. Michael to say we were leaving Melbourne. Half past one found us on the Tazarua. Two gentlemen who were very kind to us on the Lusitania came to see us off and kindly offered their assistance if needed, but our good friend Fr Murphy fully acquitted himself of the charge he so kindly undertook so we required no further help At half past two we left the Melbourne wharf. Good Fr Murphy and the two gentlemen did not leave the pier till we moved away. Jan 24th Last night we rolled frightfully, so at half past five this mornIng I thought it was breakfast time (half past eight),and as we can only dress one at a time I made haste to give the other sisters room, but in V putting on the watch I saw the real time. When finished dressing I commenced to be frightfully sick and continued so all the rest of the day. The other sisters were not sick at all, but I fear they did not feel well. In spite of all my efforts to knock off the sickness ,I had to acknowledge that I never felt so ill, and willingly allowed dear Sister M. St Cecelia to get me some arrowroot with a little brandy in it. With great difficulty I believed the other sisters that they did not feel-very ill. I went to bed very early and succeeded in keeping down the arrowroot. Jan 25th we are all feeling pretty well. From very early this morning we commenced to see Tasmania, where we shall stop a few hours and hope to hear Mass. The instant the steamer stopped we went on the pier. A gentleman on seeing us advanced towards our little party and respectfully enquired if we wished to go to the convent. we told him yes, if he would kindly direct us. He at once fetched a cab, paid the man and desired him to drive us to the church and then call at the convent to acquaint the sisters of our arrival in Hobart. Than we entered the church the priest had Just commenced Mass. We were indeed fortunate, we received Holy Communion. After thanksgiving, the good Sisters of Charity came to welcome us and took us to the convent. They were overjoyed at seeing us. The Rev. Fr. Dunn, their chaplain was going to say Mass, so we were desired to take breakfast and be ready to give him a nice surprise after his Mass, as he often expressed a desire to have more sisters. It was quite amusing to listen to him when he entered the room,he did not know how to express his delight. But just like a truehearted Irishman said he would take charge of us, and would then that instant take us to see His Lordship. But we could not accept his kind offer till he had taken some breakfast, so in the meantime a cab was sent for and we visited the convent , with the kind little Rev. Mother who so much reminded us of our very dear Rev. Mother, both for her stature and kindness, Before long Fr. Dunn was waiting for us. Our first visit was to see the Priest's house, There was no one but the servant at home. Then We went to the Presentation in convent. Rev. Mother was just accompanying the Bishop to the door when she saw us coming. I need not say that we were received in a manner the most friendly. His Lordship was very pleased to see us, gave us his blessing, and said he would go before us to the palace as there were two other bishops staying with him on a visit and would be pleased to see us. As we could only stay with the sisters a few minutes, we had not time to visit the schools, but the whole community came to see us. Our next visit was to Lordship's Palace. We there saw Bishop Murray and Bishop Crane. We did not remain here long either as Fr Dunn wished us to visit the Governor's Lady. The Governor of Hobart town is such a good Catholic, He goes to Holy communion every Sunday. When we called he was not at home, but we saw his Lady and twelve children. She was so delighted to see us in our holy habit.. She showed us their little oratory. They have the Blessed sacrament which is indeed a great privilege. The children were all going to confession in the house this morning. our visit here was also a very short one as we I promised to return to our first sisters before leaving. When we returned to the convent the dear sisters had some cake wine and fruit ready for us in the refectory. As we had not time to partake oi the fruit they put it in a paper bag to take with us . Fr Dunn came on the Tazarua with us and stayed till we were ready to start. Nothing particular during the three following days. Jan 30th This morning at six ock. We passed the snow mountalns, and at ten, we stopped at Lebluffe. We went ashore directly to send a telegram to our sisters in Christchurch. announcing our arrival for Saturday .We then took a walk in the hills. On returning to the ship we met a Mrs Sullivan who begged us into her house for a few minutes, She was so delighted to see sisters. Another lady sent to the boat for us. when we received her message we went to her house. She did not know in what way she might express her delight on seeing us. We left Lebluffe at six, and the following morning at ten oclock we stopped at Port Gharlmes (??) .Here the coasts are more beautiful than anything I ever before witnessed. we went by the eleven ock train to Dunedin. An Irish gentleman took our tickets and of course he would not allow us to pay. He next put us in a cab and told the man to drive us to the convent.. When we entered the Rev Mother prioress and subprioress came at once to welcome us. In a few minutes His Lordship also came and told Rev Mother she must keep us for the night. He knew we would willingly put up with any inconvenience. Rev Mother said she had only two spare beds but he said we would sleep on the floor. We thanked His Lordship and Rev Mother. We were next introduced inside the cloister. The convent is quite new, We were therefore the first that ever entered. Dear Rev Mother then showed us the whole of the house and as she was very much engaged she allowed us the whole run of the house, noviatste and every place. We went to confession at eight the same evening, and then went to the community room with all the sisters till bedtime. Feb 1stThis morning at 7ock we went to Holy Communion. We were so fortuate it being the first Friday of the month. After visiting the schools etc, we went to take leave of His Lordship and hurried to the train that was to carry the passengers-to the steamer. On entering the deck (??) we found two christian Brothers who are going back to Melbourne. The sisters were all so overjoyed at the thought that this would be the last night, that they could scarcely contain themselves. Feb 2nd This morning we got up a little early, that is to say at half past five for we could not rest. At ten ock we reached Lyttleton and there were our dear Mothers M. St Michael M. De La Redemttion. I cannot describe this happy meeting. You must cross the wide Ocean to understand it. All I would try to say I can never do justice to this joyful moment. We took the first train starting for Christchurch, and very soon arrived at our future home. The instant the monastery door was opened we were received with open arms, and this time by our own beloved Mother and Sisters. Our Journey is at last at an end thank God, and three or us have found a home once more, retired from the noisy bustling world. We at once hastened to the dear silent sanctuary, There to offer thanks and whole being to our loving saviour. For my part, my prayer was a silent one, but full of deep thoughts. In the afternoon, my cousin, the Rev Fr Ginaty came to see us. Rev Mother asked him to see if he could find out which was his cousin. He said of course he could and went to Sister M .St Joseph of Jesus thinking it was I he was so surprised at his mistake. He gave us benediction of the Most Holy Sacrament in the evening when the Sisters sang the Te Deum in thanksgiving. During the month we made our last sacrifice; our two dear sisters went to their respective convents, and last of all, dear Rev Mother Vicaire and Mother De La Redemption also took their leave and I had to submit to the charge imposed upon me by holy obedience. April 26th 1 send this diary on one condition, that is humbly entreat all those who read it to overlook the numerous mistakes, for it I read it before sending it to you I think I shall have to destroy it, and than,how am I to answer for the promise I made to give a full account of our voyags, and which I tried to do by faithfully noting what occurred each day. When our dear sisters of the community of Armentiers have read this will they kindly send it to Deal, And then I request my dear Mother St Theresa to send it to my own dear mother in Ireland, to whom I have not yet written. Sincerely thanking all kind friends for the many fervent and loving prayers to which in a great part we owe our safe and happy voyage and I begging our dearest Lord to favour them with His choicest bleesings I beg to remain in the Sacred Heart Your affectionate sister, Marie St. Gabriel, P.S. I am sorry this is so soiled. Please excuse me this time. I shall be more careful next voyage. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------- After Sixty Years, Diamond Jubilee of the Institute of Notre Dame des Missions by J.J. Wilson Rev. Mother Mary St. Gabriel With feelings of sincerest regret (reads a report from its Christchurch correspondent in the Wellington Catholic Times of August 25, 1893, referring to the sad event) I record the death of the Rev. Mother Mary St. Gabriel, Lady Superior of the Monastery of the Sacred Heart of Our Lady of Missions, Barbadoes Street, which occurred at Lyons, in France, intelligence of the sad event being received by his Lordship the Bishop by cablegram on Wednesday last. The Rev. Mother left New Zealand in April to attend a General Chapter of her Order, and the last accounts received from France gave hopes of he
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1852 - 1893 (40 years)