36 NORTH SHORE BREEZE and Reminder 
SILVER JUBILEE 
Rev. Fr. SuLLIVAN OBSERVES 251TH 
ANNIVERSARY OF ORDINATION 
TO THE PRIESTHOOD, 
A profusion of flowers and palms 
surrounded the altar of the Sacred 
Heart church in Manchester last Sun- 
day morning in tribute to the twenty- 
fifth anniversary of the ordination of 
Rev. Fr. Mark J. Sullivan, rector of 
the parish, to the Roman Catholic 
priesthood. At both masses his par- 
ishioners fittingly observed the occa-" 
sion. 
It was the wish of the people of the 
parish to present Father Sullivan with 
a testimonial of their affection and 
esteem, but owing to the unusual 
condition of the times he declined to 
accede to their request and the cele- 
bration took the form of a religious 
observance as befitted the occasion. 
Miss Evelyn C. Guinivan, organist 
of the church, rendered the following 
musical program: 
March, “Silver Trumpets” 
Offertory, “St. Cecelia” 
“Bridal -Chorus” 
“The: Baccarole” Shay 
“Grand March” Thanhauser 
The church choir, under the direc- 
tion of Miss Guinivan, sang hymns 
appropriate to the anniversary cele- 
bration: “Long Live our Pastor,” 
“Hail, Holy Faith,” “God Bless and 
Protect Him,” and “Holy God, We 
Praise Thy Name.” 
The Catholic societies, with the 
congregation in general, received 
Holy Communion for the spiritual 
and temporal welfare of their pastor 
and a poem written in honor of 
Father Sulivan’s silver jubilee by 
Robert J. Milne, was read at both 
masses. It is printed in full in an 
adjoining column. 
Rev. Fr. Sullivan came to Man- 
chester eight years ago, froma pas- 
torate in Cambridge. Father Sullivan 
also enjoyed a long and _ creditable 
connection in Revere. Since his com- 
ing to Manchester he has labored dili- 
gently in the upbuilding’ of the parish. 
Through his efforts a great portion of 
the debt against the new church has 
been paid and the parish has erected 
a handsome new rectory adjoining. 
In the basement of the latter is a 
roomy hall for the social gatherings 
of the parish, a convenience the par- 
ish owes to the efforts of Father 
Sullivan. 
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May 25, 1917. 
Lines Written to Commemorate the Silver Jubilee of Rey. 
Father M. J. Sullivan, Pastor of Sacred Heart 
Church, Manchester-by-the-Sea, 
May 20, 1917 
Part I. (Recollection) 
ORDINATION 
There’s a Solemn Service pending, 
And the lights are burning bright; 
See the row of students kneeling, 
Each with heart and soul alight— 
Each one anxious, each one longing, 
Souls impatient of delay 
Till the ‘‘ Words of Consecration’? 
Shall be spoken here today. 
There are angels down from heaven 
With their faces all aglow, 
Pouring Grace and Benediction 
On those students bending low. 
From the grand Cathedral choir 
There are strains of praise and love, 
To the great Jehovah sitting 
On His mighty throne above. 
Here are anxious parents kneeling 
As they gaze, with love and pride, 
On their offspring consecrated 
Unto Jesus erucified. 
And the tears of joy are falling 
From each mother’s loving eves, 
As her thoughts go out and upwards 
Toward the ‘‘land beyond the skies.’’ 
For those young hearts—ardent, loving— 
There’s a world of life today, 
With its pleasures and allurements, 
But they turn their thoughts away. 
For the Saviour He has called them 
To be shepherds of His fold, 
And their lives are consecrated— 
In His legion they’re enrolled. 
Yes, the chains of sin and bondage 
From the penitent shall fall; 
At their words of Absolution 
He is loosed from Satan’s thrall. 
And the soul that lived in darkness 
Through a life of crime and sin, 
Shall be led along the pathway 
To the ‘*Throne of Grace’? again. 
Hark! the sacred words are uttered— 
Words transforming mortal men 
Into ministers of Heaven, 
So their missions here begin. 
And henceforward they are leaders 
In the paths of light and love, 
Shriving sinful souls with pardon, 
Till they reach the goal above. 
Partelle 
LIFE OF A PRIEST 
\ 
Five and twenty years, Dear Father, 
Since that happy day for thee, 
And today’s Commemoration 
Marks thy ‘‘Silver Jubilee.’’ 
For thou wert among the loved ones 
Who were called to life sublime, 
And received thy Holy Orders 
At that joyous fateful time. 
And the world, with all its pleasures, 
Thou hast cast behind thee far, 
In the mission thou hast chosen. 
Like a burning, guiding star, 
Thou-art leading souls to Heaven 
From this lowly vale of tears, 
And thy march has been successful 
Through the intervening years. 
In this world of strong temptations, 
We are weary, we are prone 
To divert our steps to pathways 
Leading far from Heaven’s throne. 
But we hear from off thine altar, 
Words of counsel, words of cheer, 
Which shall guide our souls in safety 
Through this sinful atmosphere, 
As the dying sinner, calling 
From his lowly bed of pain, 
Asks for reconcilliation— 
He would see the light again— 
You have come with peace and gladness, 
With the Grace from God above, 
Sending off that soul immortal . 
To its home of peace and love. 
To the wayward, to the erring, 
Thou art gentle, thou art kind, 
As you urge with tender yearning 
That they leave their sins behind— 
That they turn their footsteps upwards, 
Nearer day, by day to God, 
Lead thou onward! we shall follow 
All along the path you’ve trod. 
Yes, Dear Father, we, thy children, 
Know and love thee as thou art, 
Proud of all thy great achievements, 
Of thy very life a part. 
And we hope that life laborious 
Ts not, shall not, be in vain, 
When your mission here is ended, 
And you leave this world of pain. 
Part ITI. 
WISHES FOR THE FUTURE . 
There’s a future, years are coming, 
And we hope to hold thee still, 
For we love thy smile and blessing 
Through those years of good or ill. 
We who know thee, we who love thee, 
Wish to keep thee by our side, 
For we feel thy word and good will 
Are worth all the world beside. 
Yes! we love thee, and we wish thee 
Many, many happy years 
Here to bless us, and to guide us, 
Through this lowly vale of tears; . 
And when life and labor’s ended 
We shall hope to meet with thee, 
As before the throne of Jesus 
We adore eternally. 
(Written by Robert J. Milne) 
MANCHESTER 
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days’ visit with her mother, Mrs. 
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