July, 1926, Wednesday 21

Had a long sleep out this morning. Mám said to me while I was working that cramming destroys all creative power, and so I was troubled the whole time now thinking I was sagging out my brain, now thinking how little I knew of even…

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July, 1926, Sunday 25

Went to 9.30 Mass, and thought I was getting sick again before Holy Communion, but I got through alright. Did harmony and the stamps all the morning, and wrote a letter to Páp in which I asked him to get something for a present for…

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July, 1926, Wednesday 28

Read yesterday in paper that the persecution of Catholics by the Mexican government is increasing in ferocity, and the Pope has asked all the faithful to pray for the banished priests and nuns, and for those who are deprived of all religious consolations. The war…

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July, 1926, Saturday 31

Mám got a letter from Nannie saying that Uncle Alec [Rosie Swertz’s husband] has a bad attack of eye-sickness, and he will have to stay for 6 weeks in a dark room. More disappointments! That very probably puts off our holiday in Dublin! It got…

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