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Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

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328 Fictions <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Irish</strong> <strong>Celts</strong>.<br />

body, and did not cease to pray till <strong>the</strong> breath <strong>of</strong> life<br />

entered it again. All <strong>the</strong> band present vowed on <strong>the</strong> spot<br />

to embrace <strong>the</strong> faith preached by Patrick, and Macaldus<br />

besought <strong>the</strong> imposition <strong>of</strong> some most rigorous penance<br />

upon himself. Patrick conducted him to <strong>the</strong> Boyne, and<br />

taking a chain from a boat lying by <strong>the</strong> bank, he ilung it<br />

round him, secured <strong>the</strong> ends by a padlock, and threw <strong>the</strong><br />

key into <strong>the</strong> river. He <strong>the</strong>n made him get into <strong>the</strong> boat,<br />

and trust his course to Providence. " Loose not your<br />

chain," said he, " till <strong>the</strong> key which now lies at <strong>the</strong><br />

bottom <strong>of</strong> this river is found and delivered to you.<br />

Strive to maintain (with God's help) a spirit <strong>of</strong> true<br />

sorrow ; pray without ceasing." He <strong>the</strong>n unmoored <strong>the</strong><br />

hide-covered canoe ; it drifted down <strong>the</strong> river, out by<br />

<strong>the</strong> old seaport <strong>of</strong> Colpa, and so into <strong>the</strong> open sea.<br />

In twenty hours it was lying by a little harbour in Man,<br />

and those who assembled wondered much at <strong>the</strong> robust<br />

form <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> navigator, his dejected appearance, and <strong>the</strong><br />

chain that bound his body. On making inquiry for <strong>the</strong><br />

abode <strong>of</strong> a Christian priest, he found that <strong>the</strong> bishop <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> island lived near. He went to his house, told him<br />

his former life and present condition, and besought instruction.<br />

This was freely given, and <strong>the</strong> man's conver-<br />

sion found to be sincere. Feeling a strong vocation for<br />

<strong>the</strong> clerical <strong>of</strong>fice, he studied unremittingly, and at last<br />

came <strong>the</strong> eve <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> day on which he was to receive holy<br />

orders. On that evening <strong>the</strong> cook, suddenly entering <strong>the</strong><br />

room in which <strong>the</strong> bishop and postulant m ere conferring,<br />

cried out, " Behold, O my master, what I have taken<br />

from <strong>the</strong> belly <strong>of</strong> a fish just brought in." Macaldus<br />

catching sight <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> key in <strong>the</strong> cook's hand, at once recognised<br />

it as <strong>the</strong> one with which St. Patrick had secured<br />

his chain. It was at once applied to its proper use, and<br />

he had <strong>the</strong> happiness <strong>of</strong> being ordained next day, unencumbered<br />

by spiritual or material bonds. At <strong>the</strong> death<br />

<strong>of</strong> his kind patron and instructor, he was raised to <strong>the</strong><br />

dignity <strong>of</strong> Bishop <strong>of</strong> Man.

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