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it irresistibly the consoling conviction that the Promise of the 

 New Covenant is eternal with the Church, and that those 

 spiritual princes whom she on that day sent forth, went of a 

 surety "conquering and to conquer;" remarkable, in fine, 

 that it was a day which, long years hence— when those who 

 performed and those who received the august rite, and those 

 who looked on breathless with awe at the mystery before them, 

 shall have passed away, and save a few, been all forgotten — 

 when, as we trust in God it will be, the mists of error now 

 darkening our well-loved land shall have disappeared before 

 the ascending Sun of Righteousness, and His Church shall have 

 won over to her sway of love all the tongues and races within 

 the republic, so that from the Atlantic to the Mississippi, and 

 from the Mississippi to the Pacific shore, there shall be but one 

 faith for one nation of free, enlightened and happy Americans — 

 a day which then the Catholic historian will love to dwell upon 

 with delight, and record upon his glowing page, as the advent 

 of one of the many bright eras which (please God) will illustrate 

 the history of the Church of Christ in the New World." 



Hard must have been the struggle to the sensi- 

 tive Bishop Quarter, when obliged to tear himself 

 away from his faithful f^ock of St. Mary's, who had 

 woven themselves around his heart, by whom he was 

 so tenderly beloved, and among whom he had 

 laboured so long, and so successfully. Though his 

 good father, Bishop Dubois, was gone to the bosom 

 of his God, yet from his successor in the episcopal 

 chair of New York, Rt. Rev. Dr. Hughes, (a scion 

 from that noble tree that Bishop Dubois planted at 

 the foot of the Blue Ridge) — it cost his heart a pang 

 to separate. Still duty, and the honour and glory 

 of God, bade him forsake all things for Christ's 

 sake, and go again among the strangers for his 

 resting place. 



