eceased--Beautiful and Appropriate Tributes to his Memory.
A pillar of the Lord's temple, a lustrous light of faith departed, a
glorious soldier of the church militant on earth, is the sorrowful, but
withal grateful, subject of our memoir. Taken from this life suddenly in
the very bloom of a magnificent manhood, and from the career of his
saintly priesthood, fragrant with thousands of tests of the divinity of
his ordination; aye, taken from the multitudes who so much needed his
spiritual guidance and support, may we well exclaim that the ways of our
Almighty Father are wondrously mysterious and hidden beyond the ken of
our feeble understanding. The great and gifted young priest was truly of
that royal race of him, Boroimhe, who was slaughtered by the hand of a
desperate assassin, as he prayerfully knelt in his tent, on the
battle-field, offering thanks to the Lord of Hosts for victory over the
hordes of northern barbarian invaders. He of Clontarf was king, soldier
and saintly Christian. His descendant, transplanted in his youth, as if
by divine ordination, from Ireland to America, was soldier, Christian,
king of hearts and saver of souls. Majestic in person, gentle in
deportment, tender of heart, Rev. John O'Brien, C. SS. R. through
wondrous graces of mind and soul won upon all; brought the wayward into
the paths of holy places, and readily summoned sinners to repentance. He
achieved miracles, temporal as well as spiritual. It will be recollected
how agreeably our whole community was startled by the corroborated
recital, not so very long since, that the young daughter of Col. P. T.
Hanley, of Boston Highlands, was healed of her chronic lame infirmity
through the efficacy of his ministrations and her own pure prayers and
strong faith. How heroic he was in "apostolic zeal and saintly fervor,"
like one of those heroic, primitive soldiers of the Cross, the martyrs
of the catacombs, his reverend and eloquent panegyrist attests, when he
reminds us how little terrors for him and his pious associates had the
murderously-inclined orangemen and other bigots of Newfoundland, when
these Fathers were there not long ago on the mission.
Rev. Father O'Brien had been for some years connected with the
Redemptorists' Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Help, at Boston
Highlands. He was in his thirty-sixth year at the time of his decease,
which occurred suddenly on November 8th, from rheumatism of the heart,
at Ilchester, Md., the parent h
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