Ebb Tide, Vol. 1 No. 1 (Dec 1947)

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VoLUME ONE

DECEMBER -

1947

NUMBER ONE

IN APPRECIATION OF THE GOELET FAMILY

REMEMBERING

Some things you can just take without a "thankyou" . . . when your best friend gives you the $1.50 she's owed you for six long weeks. And even then, a little "thank-you" is in order, I'd say. But there are occasions that are too wonderful, gifts too generous to be overlooked by any of us. At this point, you probably can guess what I'm thinking of . . . our college, the magnanimous gift of people we cannot help but think of, the Goelet family. In these days, when the dollar supposedly is your compass, and the penny your good-luck charm, there are few persons concerned with charity of any sort. "Charity begins at home", they wince, and so it does with most of them. We are of the chosen minority, the handful who have felt the glowing warmth of charity all around us in our picturesque and beautiful college. We just CAN'T sit back and take all this for granted! We might never have known the oppovtunity that is open to us here, had it not been for the generosity of our benefactors. They are the ones who made possible the religious college education we are receiving, for they are the ones who sacrificed a home rich in memory of past days. We must remember the Goelet family, not now in a fleeting moment, but daily in prayer, often in prayerful gratitude. A vcte of thanks to them-we cannot forget.

It was just three short months ago when our Bishop visited us. ¡ It was opening day here at the college and the thrill of excitement was crowned by his presence. And now, we've heard the news that shortly after the New Year, Bishop Keough is leaving us to become the foremost Archbishop in the United States. When someone came bursting into my room with the news, I can't truthfully say I was happy, but I wasn't sad either. It was sort of a mingled feeling: joy, that someone I loved had received such due honor, and sadness, because he would no longer be my Bishop, the Shepherd of my diocese. I honestly can't express my admiration for the Bishop. It began quite a while ago, when I went to his house one day with Dad. He was like a Saint I had learned of, a true gentleman with a soft voice and smiling eyes. And then he offered to show me his new kitchen. I could hardly recall what the Bishop's kitchen looked like five minutes later, but I remembered the incident for a long time. I remember the way he let me kiss his ring for the first time, the day he confirmed me, and the day I knelt again to kiss his ring at graduation. These occasions built up the pattern of my devotion and admiration, and now I have heard that he is leaving. Bishop Keough is one whom I shall never forget, a man of God who truly bears his title, one who has done much for me and for everyone. He has provided orphanages, hospitals, homes, and love for those in his diocese. He will remain with us in spirit, though he goes on to a greater see. Our love, our profound gratitude, and sincere congratulations cannot express enough. Baltimore is fortunate.

BLUE FANTASY A sound like crashing thunder pierced my ears, The sound of dashing torrents 'gainst the shore, My place of silent wond' ring was now near, A ragged cliff, the key to Neptune's door. The stinging smell of sea-salt swept my throne As I once more beheld the foaming crest, And heard the aqua depths stir up and moan, To lull some wandering sailor to his rest. The sea whose heart lay in a sapphire realm, Whose soul was buried in a sandy tomb, A sea which viewed a wind-tossed helm, And roared an epitaph to mark its doom. I watched the sea which molds the lives of men, And knew tomorrow I'd be back again. RITA BELANGER

TRIBUTE Since this is the first year for the first Catholic Women's College in Rhode Island, a great responsibility rests on the shoulders of those to whom this task has been assigned. The faculty of whom I speak of Sal~e Regina College is at present small, yet it is sufficient for the student body, since we are only a freshman class. The faculty is as follows: Sister Mary Catherine, R. S. M., Superior and Librarian; Sister Mary James, R. S.M., Dean and Speech Professor; Sister Mary Ignatius, R. S. M., Treasurer and Professor of Romance Languages; Sister Mary Martina, R. S. M., Registrar, Professor of Social Studies, and Moderator of the International Relations Club; Sister Mary Evangelista, R. S. M., English Professor, Sodality Moderator, and Ebb T~e faculty advisor; Sister Mary ( contmued to page 3)


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