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Page Eighty-Tw. The CATHOLIC NORTHWFST PROGRESS THE TR,00P-A Story of Poland Today  HE COULDN'T help it. The two little words had leaped from Sister Stephanie's heart to her lips before she realized that for the rest of the Community Mother Mech- tilde's announcement was tragedy. "Thank God!" Sister Stephante had murmured with a desperate, unthinking gladness. Then she had bent her head GIEETINGS MIDWAY CLEANERS 105 Washington Way Phone Ke. ]66 [ KEL$0 FLORAL CO. MILTONBERGER BROS. Growers of Flowers and Plants Phone Keiso 217 KELSO KE By MARY WHITEFORD to hide the triumph that she knew must show in her face. It was happening as she would have arranged it herself. For the other nuns, of course, this derelict convent in a devastated town was a dear part of the background in which they had grown up. To her it was ---it wa a trap, and and tragedy .that closing the convent meant to them was Leo PACIFIC FRUIT & PRODUCE r 301 North First, Kelso Phone KE. 272 W. L. (Pat) REARDON Funeral Director 209 S. Third Kelso 238 WATKINS PRODUCE CO. Certified Feeds ,- Seeds - Supplies Tractors Equipment to her release from the trap. It Is what she: would have prayed for had her trainiug not taught her never to question. God's will, even His whim in trapping a young nun. from Chicago on the plains of Poland. But it was almost over. 8dOn she would be on her way home. Now that' it was almost within reach, she could dare to shut her eyes, and relax and think of all home meant. Briskly MoLher Superior moved the papers on the table, trying to hide her anxiety, but when site spoke again, her voice was husky with tears. "Of course, there is nothing definite yet," she told them, "bu L the procedure so far follows tle routine of the religious I houses that have been repressed elsewh(re in Soviet ruled territory." She glanced at her watch. "Colonel Zimov will be here any moment. Colonel Borin will come later on. The two mili- tary governors inspect the pr'operty sepa- rately. To make it quite fair." she paused, smiling wryly, "It is the law that the two must agree on all details of dispos- session. But of course, they would never As though I would prevent my own escape from this horror, Sister thought. Can't she see what this means to me? Her own calmness surprised her  she walked toward him. "I am the Ameri- can,'-she said. "What do you wish?" "I want to go through thi s place." Contemptuously, his hand flicked the air. "I want to see this entire establishment.,' Through the refectory and the c0m- muniLy room and the corridor of bare little cells they passed quickly. In the parlor, his manner changed. Here were their few treasures. "That's a fine piece." Squinting, he studied the village's famous Eikon. "Thoe jewels around it must be worth a lot. Are they real?" He didn'L, she realized, recognize the beauLy of the ancienL picture. "Yes, they are real. That has beongeal to the vil- lage for hundreds of years." While she watched his eyes flicering around the room, she understood why the two Colonels who shared the govern- or.hip were on such bad terms that their haed for each other ogles interfered with the management of the torch. Cold- Carstens Sanitary Market Fresh and Cured MEATS 210 Oak 8t. Phone Keiso 190 LONGVIEW Cowlitz Dairymen's Association FRANK FORMANp Manager Manufacturers of COWLITZ BUTTER COTTAGE CHEESE 615 60U'IH PACIFIO Tel. 61fl Kelso Washington STANDARD AUTO PARTS, Inc. AUTOMOTIVE REPLACEMENT PARTS PHONE KELSO 260 , P/CIFIC at PINE CHARLES J. HODGKINSON Shell Service Shellubrication - India Tires Battery Service PACIFIC and VINE KELSO I DOWN'S PAINT & I WALLPAPER CO. 108 N. FIRST - KEISO - Phone 2891 I , In Business Since 1919 I Next to L-K Feed COLEMAN [ I|ARDWARE Logging Supplies Tools - Saws - Paints Light and Heavy Hardware - Fishing Tackle Guns and Ammunition [. GIFTS FOR THE HOLIDAY SEASON I 111 Allen St. Phone KE. 912 Twi'n City' Glass Company (WEST KELSO) The Home of Plate Glass Mirrors POLACEK BROTHERS DODGE and PLYMOUTH AUTOMOBILES DODGE JOB-RATED TRUCKS SALES and SERVICE T;LEPHONE 710 413 SOUTH FOt/R'FI[ STREET NEW METHOD LAUNDRY and French Cleaners Telephone: gelid 2500 300 ALLEN STREIT a KELLER'S TIRE SHOP Recapping - Tires - Tubes West Keiso CENTRAL GARAGE 'I'OM J. EDWARDS Oppollte Columbia and Chinook Hotels TOW CAR SERVICE -- DAY and NIGHT Phone K-806 DITLEVSEN FUNERAL HOME MAKWELL C..MOORE. Owner THE HOME OF PERSONAL .SERVICE Office Phone Keleo 139 301 Cowlitz Way 401 Main ROBINSON APPLIANCE CO. ELECTRIC HOME APPLIANCE8 Phone 431 West Kelso disagree on that issue." nel Zinmv's crafty vulgarity was as ex- She lifted her head and tried to smile, treme as the other governor's sensuous but the tears that hovered on her eye-. love of beauty. lashes slapped down sharply on hot stiff When Colonel Boris came to tile can- vent the month before, she had been de- tailed to receive him. "I have come to see your Eikon," he told her. "I collect them. They tell me this is the finest in all Poland." Daily, since then, at eleven O'clock, he visited the jeweled Madonna. "It's beauty rests me," he said. "I need loveliness to strengthen me for my task amongst the Polish animals. I ani a man who must have beauty around me." A clever, person, she reflected, watch- ing Colonel Zimov, would be able to use the two men's hatred as a weapon, to prevent their closing the convent. But sternly she thrust the thought from her mind. She certainly would not interfere. It would be a first class feast day for her when the eviction order was signed. To gel home to America was all she wanted. She would mind her own busi- ness, she thought determinedly, and swung open the door of the kitchen to let him go in before her. Beyond the windows, the line of desti- tute villagers, waiting' for food, stretched across the yard. Colonel Ztmov turned to her. "Do you, as an intelligent American, really think these people are worth the, cup of tea and the chunk of bread that keeps life in them? Broken bodies and broken minds are without value." The chill of his cruelty crept through her. She turned slowly. "But surely God's purpose in making them is as profound as His reason for making you or me." He flicked the ash from his ciragette. "It will be interesting to see whether Gocl will take care that they are fed and clothed after the convent is closed. We are certainly far too" busy to bother with them.'.' His brutality numbed her for an in- stant and then suddenly, the thought was whipping throug[l her mind what if this were America. S0me day there could be a persecution of the Church in America. The Church was always vulnerable. Her throat . tightened. She started back, while,her mind worked frantically, balancing the wisdom of a plan that had flashed into it.. Every Catholic, .she reflected, must be a cog in the machinet:y. to battle this" insidious threat to Teliglon that was infesting the world. God had put her there in the position of respon- sibility for these poor people. Nothing happened by chance. "I think," she said quietly, "you have seen everything now. If you care to go back to the parlor, I shall get some re- freshments for.you." In the parlor, @he turned the big chair for him that he might see the Eikon to best advantage. The jewels surrounding it caught the morning sunshine. "Now if you will excuse me for a mo- ment, I will get something from the cel. lar." ,(Continued on page 83) white guimpe. "Maybe tile fact that the joint gover- nors are not good fenfls may help us. We must, however, face the fact that by tonight we may be dispossessed." Disposses:ed, Sister Stenhanfe thought Released was the word. To be relea.ed from his hideous, depressing old ruin. To go back to the motherhouse in America with its broad green lawns,--its peace. Even the air tltere was sweeter than in this awful little town that glowered with the reflection of its army of occupation. "Hard as it wlll be for tin," Mother Mechtilde's volc went on, "our leaving will be tragedy for the villagers. At least they have been fed and clothed with our parcels from America. When we are gone, only God knows what will become of them." "God and the Soviets," Sister Alexis broke in angrily. "Their argument that every religious community which is not self-supporting must be disbanded is only part of the plan to destroy religion in the country! As though they could tear Cod from the hearts 'of the Polish people," The bell. clanging at the Portress' gate, whipped the nurm to their fe.t. Oh, the poor, frightened darlings, Sister Stephaie thought. Outrage that invaders should terrify half a dozen harmless women like this swept her own elation from her mind. )/lather Mechtilde.'s hand, straightening her calf, .trembled. "I have to!d the Portress to bring the Colonel directly here." She paused fr a moment and when she spoke aain, her voice had a new vigor. "Ineall the difficult moments that may be before us today, Sisters, remem- ber that the Imitation says: "'As thou wilt. so is it done what Thou dost is always good'." As site flnislled speaking the door opened. The man who stalked into, the room respected the nuns with cold eyes; "Who of you speaks .Russian?" this -halting Polish seemed to relieve the tenseness in the room. "I have no in- terpreter and I do not know your lan- g'uage," he continued. Mother Mechtilde shook her head.. "None of us speak Russian," she said slowly. "Excepting for one American Sister, wc are all Polish. We speak French. or German, or our own language --lint Russian--no." He fumbled, taking a cigarette from his case. "he American then," he said " in English. "She'll do." Sister Stephanie didn't move. Only when Mother spoke she thought, would she step 'forward: "Are you deaf, you America Sister ? Where are you ?" His eyes questioned each of the community. "Sister Stephanie, ' Mother's voice was saying in Polish, "you must act as in- terpreter. Use all the fine wit God has given you to prevent this thing that is threatening us, if it is the will of God." e Page Eighty-Tw. The CATHOLIC NORTHWFST PROGRESS THE TR,00P-A Story of Poland Today  HE COULDN'T help it. The two little words had leaped from Sister Stephanie's heart to her lips before she realized that for the rest of the Community Mother Mech- tilde's announcement was tragedy. "Thank God!" Sister Stephante had murmured with a desperate, unthinking gladness. Then she had bent her head GIEETINGS MIDWAY CLEANERS 105 Washington Way Phone Ke. ]66 [ KEL$0 FLORAL CO. MILTONBERGER BROS. Growers of Flowers and Plants Phone Keiso 217 KELSO KE By MARY WHITEFORD to hide the triumph that she knew must show in her face. It was happening as she would have arranged it herself. For the other nuns, of course, this derelict convent in a devastated town was a dear part of the background in which they had grown up. To her it was ---it wa a trap, and and tragedy .that closing the convent meant to them was Leo PACIFIC FRUIT & PRODUCE r 301 North First, Kelso Phone KE. 272 W. L. (Pat) REARDON Funeral Director 209 S. Third Kelso 238 WATKINS PRODUCE CO. Certified Feeds ,- Seeds - Supplies Tractors Equipment to her release from the trap. It Is what she: would have prayed for had her trainiug not taught her never to question. God's will, even His whim in trapping a young nun. from Chicago on the plains of Poland. But it was almost over. 8dOn she would be on her way home. Now that' it was almost within reach, she could dare to shut her eyes, and relax and think of all home meant. Briskly MoLher Superior moved the papers on the table, trying to hide her anxiety, but when site spoke again, her voice was husky with tears. "Of course, there is nothing definite yet," she told them, "bu L the procedure so far follows tle routine of the religious I houses that have been repressed elsewh(re in Soviet ruled territory." She glanced at her watch. "Colonel Zimov will be here any moment. Colonel Borin will come later on. The two mili- tary governors inspect the pr'operty sepa- rately. To make it quite fair." she paused, smiling wryly, "It is the law that the two must agree on all details of dispos- session. But of course, they would never As though I would prevent my own escape from this horror, Sister thought. Can't she see what this means to me? Her own calmness surprised her  she walked toward him. "I am the Ameri- can,'-she said. "What do you wish?" "I want to go through thi s place." Contemptuously, his hand flicked the air. "I want to see this entire establishment.,' Through the refectory and the c0m- muniLy room and the corridor of bare little cells they passed quickly. In the parlor, his manner changed. Here were their few treasures. "That's a fine piece." Squinting, he studied the village's famous Eikon. "Thoe jewels around it must be worth a lot. Are they real?" He didn'L, she realized, recognize the beauLy of the ancienL picture. "Yes, they are real. That has beongeal to the vil- lage for hundreds of years." While she watched his eyes flicering around the room, she understood why the two Colonels who shared the govern- or.hip were on such bad terms that their haed for each other ogles interfered with the management of the torch. Cold- Carstens Sanitary Market Fresh and Cured MEATS 210 Oak 8t. Phone Keiso 190 LONGVIEW Cowlitz Dairymen's Association FRANK FORMANp Manager Manufacturers of COWLITZ BUTTER COTTAGE CHEESE 615 60U'IH PACIFIO Tel. 61fl Kelso Washington STANDARD AUTO PARTS, Inc. AUTOMOTIVE REPLACEMENT PARTS PHONE KELSO 260 , P/CIFIC at PINE CHARLES J. HODGKINSON Shell Service Shellubrication - India Tires Battery Service PACIFIC and VINE KELSO I DOWN'S PAINT & I WALLPAPER CO. 108 N. FIRST - KEISO - Phone 2891 I , In Business Since 1919 I Next to L-K Feed COLEMAN [ I|ARDWARE Logging Supplies Tools - Saws - Paints Light and Heavy Hardware - Fishing Tackle Guns and Ammunition [. GIFTS FOR THE HOLIDAY SEASON I 111 Allen St. Phone KE. 912 Twi'n City' Glass Company (WEST KELSO) The Home of Plate Glass Mirrors POLACEK BROTHERS DODGE and PLYMOUTH AUTOMOBILES DODGE JOB-RATED TRUCKS SALES and SERVICE T;LEPHONE 710 413 SOUTH FOt/R'FI[ STREET NEW METHOD LAUNDRY and French Cleaners Telephone: gelid 2500 300 ALLEN STREIT a KELLER'S TIRE SHOP Recapping - Tires - Tubes West Keiso CENTRAL GARAGE 'I'OM J. EDWARDS Oppollte Columbia and Chinook Hotels TOW CAR SERVICE -- DAY and NIGHT Phone K-806 DITLEVSEN FUNERAL HOME MAKWELL C..MOORE. Owner THE HOME OF PERSONAL .SERVICE Office Phone Keleo 139 301 Cowlitz Way 401 Main ROBINSON APPLIANCE CO. ELECTRIC HOME APPLIANCE8 Phone 431 West Kelso disagree on that issue." nel Zinmv's crafty vulgarity was as ex- She lifted her head and tried to smile, treme as the other governor's sensuous but the tears that hovered on her eye-. love of beauty. lashes slapped down sharply on hot stiff When Colonel Boris came to tile can- vent the month before, she had been de- tailed to receive him. "I have come to see your Eikon," he told her. "I collect them. They tell me this is the finest in all Poland." Daily, since then, at eleven O'clock, he visited the jeweled Madonna. "It's beauty rests me," he said. "I need loveliness to strengthen me for my task amongst the Polish animals. I ani a man who must have beauty around me." A clever, person, she reflected, watch- ing Colonel Zimov, would be able to use the two men's hatred as a weapon, to prevent their closing the convent. But sternly she thrust the thought from her mind. She certainly would not interfere. It would be a first class feast day for her when the eviction order was signed. To gel home to America was all she wanted. She would mind her own busi- ness, she thought determinedly, and swung open the door of the kitchen to let him go in before her. Beyond the windows, the line of desti- tute villagers, waiting' for food, stretched across the yard. Colonel Ztmov turned to her. "Do you, as an intelligent American, really think these people are worth the, cup of tea and the chunk of bread that keeps life in them? Broken bodies and broken minds are without value." The chill of his cruelty crept through her. She turned slowly. "But surely God's purpose in making them is as profound as His reason for making you or me." He flicked the ash from his ciragette. "It will be interesting to see whether Gocl will take care that they are fed and clothed after the convent is closed. We are certainly far too" busy to bother with them.'.' His brutality numbed her for an in- stant and then suddenly, the thought was whipping throug[l her mind what if this were America. S0me day there could be a persecution of the Church in America. The Church was always vulnerable. Her throat . tightened. She started back, while,her mind worked frantically, balancing the wisdom of a plan that had flashed into it.. Every Catholic, .she reflected, must be a cog in the machinet:y. to battle this" insidious threat to Teliglon that was infesting the world. God had put her there in the position of respon- sibility for these poor people. Nothing happened by chance. "I think," she said quietly, "you have seen everything now. If you care to go back to the parlor, I shall get some re- freshments for.you." In the parlor, @he turned the big chair for him that he might see the Eikon to best advantage. The jewels surrounding it caught the morning sunshine. "Now if you will excuse me for a mo- ment, I will get something from the cel. lar." ,(Continued on page 83) white guimpe. "Maybe tile fact that the joint gover- nors are not good fenfls may help us. We must, however, face the fact that by tonight we may be dispossessed." Disposses:ed, Sister Stenhanfe thought Released was the word. To be relea.ed from his hideous, depressing old ruin. To go back to the motherhouse in America with its broad green lawns,--its peace. Even the air tltere was sweeter than in this awful little town that glowered with the reflection of its army of occupation. "Hard as it wlll be for tin," Mother Mechtilde's volc went on, "our leaving will be tragedy for the villagers. At least they have been fed and clothed with our parcels from America. When we are gone, only God knows what will become of them." "God and the Soviets," Sister Alexis broke in angrily. "Their argument that every religious community which is not self-supporting must be disbanded is only part of the plan to destroy religion in the country! As though they could tear Cod from the hearts 'of the Polish people," The bell. clanging at the Portress' gate, whipped the nurm to their fe.t. Oh, the poor, frightened darlings, Sister Stephaie thought. Outrage that invaders should terrify half a dozen harmless women like this swept her own elation from her mind. )/lather Mechtilde.'s hand, straightening her calf, .trembled. "I have to!d the Portress to bring the Colonel directly here." She paused fr a moment and when she spoke aain, her voice had a new vigor. "Ineall the difficult moments that may be before us today, Sisters, remem- ber that the Imitation says: "'As thou wilt. so is it done what Thou dost is always good'." As site flnislled speaking the door opened. The man who stalked into, the room respected the nuns with cold eyes; "Who of you speaks .Russian?" this -halting Polish seemed to relieve the tenseness in the room. "I have no in- terpreter and I do not know your lan- g'uage," he continued. Mother Mechtilde shook her head.. "None of us speak Russian," she said slowly. "Excepting for one American Sister, wc are all Polish. We speak French. or German, or our own language --lint Russian--no." He fumbled, taking a cigarette from his case. "he American then," he said " in English. "She'll do." Sister Stephanie didn't move. Only when Mother spoke she thought, would she step 'forward: "Are you deaf, you America Sister ? Where are you ?" His eyes questioned each of the community. "Sister Stephanie, ' Mother's voice was saying in Polish, "you must act as in- terpreter. Use all the fine wit God has given you to prevent this thing that is threatening us, if it is the will of God." e