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But God's will was not quite so simple as that。 Was it right;

after all; that a man with Newman's intellectual gifts; his

devoted ardour; his personal celebrity; should sink away out of

sight and use in the dim recesses of the Oratory at Birmingham?

If the call were to come to him to take his talent out of the

napkin; how could he refuse? And the call did come。 A Catholic

University was being started in Ireland and Dr。 Cullen; the

Archbishop of Armagh; begged Newman to become the Rector。 At

first he hesitated; but when he learned that it was the Holy

Father's wish that he should take up the work; he could doubt no

longer; the offer was sent from Heaven。 The difficulties before

him were very great; not only had a new University to be called

up out of the void; but the position was complicated by the

presence of a rival institutionthe undenominational Queen's

Colleges; founded by Peel a few years earlier with the object of

giving Irish Catholics facilities for University education on the

same terms as their fellow…countrymen。 Yet Newman had the highest

hopes。 He dreamt of something greater than a merely Irish

Universityof a noble and flourishing centre of learning for the

Catholics of Ireland and England alike。 And why should not his

dream come true? 'In the midst of our difficulties; he said; 'I

have one ground of hope; just one stay; but; as I think; a

sufficient one; which serves me in the stead of all other

argument whatever。 It is the decision of the Holy See; St。 Peter

has spoken。'



The years that followed showed to what extent it was safe to

depend upon St。 Peter。 Unforeseen obstacles cropped up on every

side。 Newman's energies were untiring; but so was the inertia of

the Irish authorities。 On his appointment; he wrote to Dr。 Cullen

asking that arrangements might be made for his reception in

Dublin。 Dr。 Cullen did not reply。 Newman wrote again; but still

there was no answer。 Weeks passed; months passed; years passed;

and not a word; not a sign; came from Dr。 Cullen。 At last; after

dangling for more than two years in the uncertainties and

perplexities of so strange a situation; Newman was summoned to

Dublin。 There he found nothing but disorder and discouragement。

The laity took no interest in the scheme; the clergy actively

disliked it; Newman's authority was disregarded。 He appealed to

Cardinal Wiseman; and then at last a ray of hope dawned。 The

cardinal suggested that a bishopric should be conferred upon him;

to give him a status suitable to his position; Dr。 Cullen

acquiesced; and Pius IX was all compliance。 'Manderemo a Newman

la crocetta;' he said to Wiseman; smilingly drawing his hands

down each side of his neck to his breast; 'lo faremo vescovo di

Porfirio; o qualche luogo。' The news spread among Newman's

friends; and congratulations began to come in。 But the official

intimation seemed to be unaccountably delayed; no crocetta came

from Rome; and Cardinal Wiseman never again referred to the

matter。 Newman was left to gather that the secret representations

of Dr。 Cullen had brought about a change of counsel in high

quarters。 His pride did not allow him to inquire further; but one

of his lady penitents; Miss Giberne; was less discreet。 'Holy

Father;' she suddenly said to the Pope in an audience one day;

'why don't you make Father Newman a bishop?' Upon which the Holy

Father looked much confused and took a great deal of snuff。



For the next five years Newman; unaided and ignored; struggled

desperately; like a man in a bog; with the overmastering

difficulties of his task。 His mind; whose native haunt was among

the far aerial boundaries of fancy and philosophy; was now

clamped down under the fetters of petty detail and fed upon the

mean diet of compromise and routine。 He had to force himself to

scrape together money; to write articles for the students'

Gazette; to make plans for medical laboratories; to be

ingratiating with the City Council; he was obliged to spend

months travelling through the remote regions of Ireland in the

company of extraordinary ecclesiastics and barbarous squireens。

He was a thoroughbred harnessed to a four…wheeled caband he

knew it。 Eventually; he realised something else: he saw that the

whole project of a Catholic University had been evolved as a

political and ecclesiastical weapon against the Queen's Colleges

of Peel; and that was all。 As an instrument of education。 it was

simply laughed at; and he himself had been called in because his

name would be a valuable asset in a party game。 When he

understood that; he resigned his rectorship and returned to the

Oratory。



But; his tribulations were not yet over。 It seemed to be God's

will that he should take part in a whole succession of schemes;

which; no less than the project of the Irish University; were to

end in disillusionment and failure。 He was persuaded by Cardinal

Wiseman to undertake the editorship of a new English version of

the Scriptures; which was to be a monument of Catholic

scholarship and an everlasting glory to Mother Church。 He made

elaborate preparations; he collected subscriptions; engaged

contributors; and composed a long and learned prolegomena to the

work。 It was all useless; Cardinal Wiseman began to think of

other things; and the scheme faded imperceptibly into thin air。

Then a new task was suggested to him: 〃The Rambler〃; a Catholic

periodical; had fallen on evil days; would Dr Newman come to the

rescue; and accept the editorship? This time he hesitated rather

longer than usual; he had burned his fingers so often he must

be

specially careful now。 'I did all I could to ascertain God's

Will;' he said; and he came to the conclusion that it was his

duty

to undertake the work。 He did so; and after two numbers had

appeared; Dr。 Ullathorne; the Bishop of Birmingham; called upon

him; and gently hinted that he had better leave the paper alone。

Its tone was not liked at Rome; it had contained an article

criticising St。 Pius V; and; most serious of all; the orthodoxy

of

one of Newman's own essays had appeared to be doubtful。 He

resigned; and in the anguish of his heart; determined never to

write again。 One of his friends asked him why he was publishing

nothing。 'Hannibal's elephants;' he replied; 'never could learn

the goose…step。'



Newman was now an old manhe was sixty…three years of age。 What

had he to look forward to? A few last years of insignificance and

silence。 What had he to look back upon? A long chronicle of

wasted efforts; disappointed hopes; neglected possibilities;

unappreciated powers。 And now all his labours had ended by his

being accused at Rome of lack of orthodoxy。 He could no longer

restrain his indignation; and in a letter to one of his lady

penitents; he gave vent to the bitterness of his soul。 When his

Rambler article had been complained of; he said; there had been

some talk of calling him to Rome。 'Call me to Rome;' he burst

out'what does that mean? It means to sever an old man from his

home; to subject him to intercourse with persons whose

languages are strange to him to food and to fashions which are

almost starvation on the one hand; and involve restless days and

nights on the otherit means to oblige him to dance attendance

on Propaganda week after week and month after monthit means

his death。 (It was the punishment on Dr。 Baines; 1840…1; to keep

him at the door of Propaganda for a year。)



'This is the prospect which I cannot but feel probable; did I say

anything which one Bishop in England chose to speak against and

report。 Others have been killed before me。 Lucas went of his own

accord indeedbut when he got there; oh!' How much did he; as

loyal a son of the Church and the Holy See as ever was; what did

he suffer because Dr。 Cullen was against him? He wandered (as Dr。

Cullen said in a letter he published in a sort of triumph); he

wandered from Church to Church without a friend; and hardly got

an audience from the Pope。 'And I too should go from St。 Philip

to

Our Lady; and to St。 Peter and St。 Paul; and to St。 Laurence and

to

St。 Cecilia; and; if it happened to me as to Lucas; should come

back to die。'



Yet; in spite of all; in spite of these exasperations of the

flesh; these agitations of the spirit; what was there to regret?

Had he not a mysterious consolation which outweighed every grief?

Surely; surely; he had。



'Unveil; 0 Lord; and on us shine;

In glory and in grace;'



he exclaims in a poem written at this time; called 'The Two

Worlds':



'This gaudy world grows pale before

The beauty of Thy face。



'Till Thou art seen it seems to he

A sort of fairy ground;

Where suns unsetting light the sky;

And flowers and fruit abound。



'But when Thy keener; purer beam

Is poured upon our sight;

It loses all its power to charm;

And what was day is night。。。



'And thus; when we renounce for Thee

Its restless aims and fears;

The tende

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