ty and
religion in that city. The Abbe Dufresne became much attached to
Father Hecker. "The Almighty knows," he wrote to him, "how ardently I
wish to see you again, for no one can feel more than I the want of
your conversation, it was so greatly to my improvement." We have
received from the Abbe Dufresne a memorial of Father Hecker, which is
valuable as independent contemporary testimony. It is so appreciative
and so instructive that we shall give the greater part of it as an
appendix, together with two letters from Cardinal Newman written
after Father Hecker's death.

The following is from a letter from Mrs. Craven, written early in
1875:

"That we have thought of you very often I need not tell you, nor yet
that we have thought and talked of and pondered over the many and the
great subjects which have been discussed during this week of
delightful repose and solitude (though certainly not of silence). Let
me, for one, tell you that many words of yours will be deeply and
gratefully and usefully remembered, and that I feel as if all you
explained to us in particular concerning the inward life which alone
gives meaning and usefulness to outward signs and symbols (let them
be ever so sacred), and the ways and means of quickening that inward
life, all come home to me as a clear expression of my own thoughts by
one who had read them better than myself."

Such was a devout and intellectual Frenchwoman's way of describing an
influence similarly felt by men and women of all classes, and of the
most diverse schools of thought, whom Father Hecker met in Europe.

This was written on hearing news of the community:

"It is consoling to see all these good works progressing [in the
Paulist community]. To me they sound more like an echo of my past
than the actual present. Before going up the Nile I used to say to
some of my friends, that I once knew a man whose name was Hecker, but
had lost his acquaintance, and I was going up the Nile to find him.
Perhaps I would overtake him at Wady-Halfa in Nubia! But I didn't.
Sometimes I think the search is in vain, and that I shall have to
resign myself to his loss and begin a new life. Tuesday of this week
my intention is to go to Milan and stop some days. I find friends in
almost every city. Friday last I dined with the Archbishop of Turin,
and have made the acquaintance of one or two priests here.
Occasionally I visit museums, picture galleries, etc.; and thus time
is outwardly passing b