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were sealed at the baptismal font as members of the 

 one holy Church, and who were thus lost for want of 

 instructors and example — of the extent of the harvest 

 and the scarcity of the gleaners; as he spoke of all 

 these, the young aspirant to the ministry would 

 listen to him till the tears trembled on his eyelids, 

 and with the hope that God would call him to so 

 important a field. And to it, he did call him. 



So great became his desire to forsake all things 

 for Christ, that the abandonment of home and 

 friends, even of his dearly-loved mother, of the 

 shamrock-covered hills and green fields of his native 

 island, and the thousand memories that so strongly 

 influence the heart of youth, ere the stern realities of 

 life have petrified it, seemed as nothing to him, in 

 comparison with the happiness of having saved one 

 soul from eternal perdition. Influenced by the zeal 

 that burned in his bosom, he went to the Rt. Rev. 

 Dr. Doyle, his Bishop, and requested his exeat that 

 he might go whither the voice of his Father in heaven 

 called him; and he did this, even before he had 

 communicated to his parents his purpose. The 

 good Bishop Doyle was sorry to part with one whom 

 he looked upon as peculiarly his own, and likely soon 

 to be a very valuable labourer in his vineyard; an 

 ornament to his diocese; still he could not but admire 

 the courage of the youth and his truly christian 

 spirit, and he gave him his exeat and his blessing. 



What were the feelings of the family of the 

 young Quarter, when he announced to them that 

 he was about to start immediately for America, is 



