3rd Sunday of Holy Communion. Saw poor Miss Cassilly at Mass. She lost her leg and very nearly her life, through carelessness on the part of her doctor a month ago, but is now well and cheerful again as ever. She taught me before in St Ita’s. Finished ex. and dinner and went off to match in Mardyke. There was a great ‘clim bum’ as Pappie would say, for the Greenmount band and a big crowd were present. I felt very nervous for our fellows. In the first half they played splendidly, score being Pres. 2 goals, Farran Ferris 1 goal, but in the second half, Pres training, and our lack of it, was evident, and it ended with a complete victory for Pres by 9 goals 3 pts to 1 goal. Came home rather downhearted, because the good name of Farran Ferris is rather spoiled by these continual defeats in hurley, which is the most important element of school-life for many here. Went to Mr. Corkery, heard from him a splendid story of an escape from Curragh Camp, had discussion on Ireland of 17th century, and heard on gramophone Strauss’s beautiful yet harrowing ‘Death and Transfiguration’.
