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'I am but a poor man.“ said the father. "one who has made the vow of poverty. but,

in earnest of my sincerity and. as the old people say I‘f’or luck". I place in the ‘hands of your BishOp. ten dollars as a first subscription towards the hospital which I feel sure you will have in your midst ere long.’I

One Sunday morning towards the close of the same November which had been so suspiciously begun by Father Glackmeyer's mission, his Lordship. the Bishop. in the course of his sermon at High mass. touched upon the hospital question, telling the people how necessary such a charitable institution was. and how ready to do his part he was towards providing one if they would only co-operate with him in the matter. Among the listeners to this discourse, unknown and disregarded, was an old nan named Charles Griffin, an Englishman and a convert.‘ Into this man's heart the words of the Bishop sank deeply. and the seed, falling upon good ground brought forth a hundredfold. Home went the good old man, who though he lived most frugally, was possessed of considerable wealth. He pondered OVer the idea of becoming a benefactor to the poor for two days, then on Tuesday made his will, leaving his money to the amount of 1,315.92 to the Bishop to be applied in founding a Hospital. 0n the following Thursday the old man died.

The BishOp at once put his former residence on Dorchester Street in thorough repair and. with the aid of liberal subscriptions from the leading Catholics of Charlottetown, fitted it up with every thing required for a hospital. He then asked the grey Nuns in Quebec to spare him some sisters who would undertake the management of it, and his request being acceded to, four of the sisters arrived on the 9th of Séptember 1879. The hOSpital was then Opened to the public. This City HOSpital is attended by all the leading physicians of Charlottetown. It has a nursing staff of five Grey Nuns and three Franciscan Sisters. ‘Peter Conroy Esq. M.D. is house surgeon to the institution.

In the winter of 1885 the ice boats containing the mails and passengers going

from Prince anard Island to the Mainland. lost their reckoning and were benighted

in the Straits, of Nortnumbcrland. After thirty-six hours exposure to a bitter