January, 1927, Sunday 30

There was terrible misery again because I had to stay at home two days from school owing to ´flu, which is now spread all over Europe in the form of a mild plague. My distress in passing the day without routine work shows what a…

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February, 1927, Sunday 6

Went to ‘The Last Days of Pompeii’ during the week, a fine, spectacular picture with wonderful scenery and Roman buildings, but having a cast by no means as artistic or classical as that in ‘Helen of Troy’. We have just finished Horace’s Sermonum II 6…

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February, 1927, Sunday 13

We are taking Geography for our exam. and Dr. Scannell ((Dr. Joseph Augustine Scannell (18??-1961) was born in Cork, studied in Louvain and Rome, was ordained in Rome in 1904. He was chaplain to the Irish Guards 1914-18, and was decorated for his bravery. He…

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April, 1927, Wednesday 13

Yesterday was the last [day] I could call myself 16. So ends a happy industrious year, happy in that I was always busy, and one of the happiest, I am sure, that I shall ever have. To-day I am 17; I hate to be getting…

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July, 1927, Sunday 10

Am having a glorious time, but sadly neglecting studies, English reading especially. We have a boat to ourselves and go fishing every evening passing by the lovely and majestic Sovereign Islands, and the forbidding heights of the Doon. In our walks, too, around the cliffs,…

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May, 1926, Wednesday 12

I am a firm believer of reaction and reaction and reaction. If I am in a grumpy mood, as often happens, I don’t mind it so much for I know that I’ll swing over to the opposite extreme in a few hours. School-work is the…

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June, 1926, Wednesday 16

This morning at history Connie Deacy, the holiest boy in the college, came over to me, and gave me 3 booklets about St. Aloysius, to whom he said he has a special devotion. I felt like a heathen, because I didn’t know anything about my…

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October, 1926, Friday 1

1st Friday. Did some Latin, dashed to Mass and back, gobbled breakfast and ran to school, and in spite of all didn’t get my work done. – When I came home I got one of those curious fits where a thousand things are troubling me,…

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