pg 195 On the following night one of the apprentices of the Brothers aged thirteen years, a child full of promise and of good parts, was found dead in his bed by his own father, who had come to see him and who had himself been watching over him for several days. This was enough to spread terror through the house, and especially in the minds of those that had charge of it; but the hour of the trial had come, and the cup of bitterness which was to be emptied even to the dregs had only let some drops fall from its overflow on the poor children of Notre Dame du Lac. Two pupils were in succession carried away, noiselessly and without causing much surprise, as their passage to a better life had been long expected. The Annual Retreat of the Brothers arrives. On the third day Aug 9, 1854 at 8 o'clock in the morning, word is brought to the poor superior that Bro. Alexis, one of the best members of the Society, had been drowned in the lake the preceding night. Oh! what sad days there are in the life of man here below! Such a thunder-clap was calculated to stupify any man interested in this sad event. For some time it overwhelmed the soul of the mourning director of a