When we were organized for work at St. Joseph’s, Fr. John Kelly and I were appointed prefects of studies. Our duties were to preside for a month at a time alternately in the study hall and keep order, and to report at the end of each month on the conduct and application of the students. The office carried with it the privilege of a private room in the daytime and some other favors. I did not enjoy the position of a boss at any time, and, although I had no trouble with the students and never had to report a single one of them, I declined the office prefect when offered it the following year. My successor was Dennis O'Donoghue, one of the bright students who began there a career of wise and mild authority that ended when he ceased to rule as Bishop of Louisville.
The vacation of 1870 I spent in Missouri with my brother at Moberly. The town had been organized as a parish and Father McKenna was then its first pastor. He was then building a small frame church, and I had the honor of helping him arrange the altar for his first mass in the church which also I served as his acolyte.
Upon returning to the seminary in September, Father DaFraine, who was President of the Seminary and Pastor of the Church of St. Joseph, appointed me sacristan of the church. This gave me even more
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