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PIONEERING  IN LOUISVILLE        I49

         the "Franklin"  on which he had told them he was
         traveling,  had run aground in a fog near Moriches on
         Long Island. The vessel was presumed a total loss. The
         passengers  had lost their baggage, but all had been
         rescued.  Brother  Ryken knew two priests on board, two
         Jesuits  from Germany on their way to Boston,  Mass.,
         where  they were to have charge of a German  parish,
         Holy Trinity.
           How many days the Xaverians spent in New York is
        not known. Brother Ignatius Melis is the authority  for
         the statement,  generally  accepted, that the Brothers
        landed  on August second-the "Indiana" may have come
        in late on the previous day-and arrived in Louisville,
        Friday morning,  Arigust eleventh. Travel time between
        New York City and Cincinnati in those  days approxi-
        mated  a week,  so the first Xaverians did not delay more
         than two or three days.  As it was, they were late for the
        scheduled opening of school.
           The reception accorded the newly-arrived  Brothers,
         who had come down the Ohio River from Cincinnati
        on a river boat,  was strictly informal. They had to fend
        for themselves.  No one on the Third Street Wharf knew
         anything about them. "They arrived,"  according to
         Brother  Stephen, "on a good morning,  like so many
        greenhorns,  and after some time a hack brought  them
         to the Cathedral where they were escorted to their resi-
         dence above St. Patrick's  Chapel."
           The August sun must have beat down unmercifully
        on these weary men as they trudged from the Bishop's
        house on Fifth street to St. Patrick's on Thirteenth,  out-
        fitted as they were in knee-length coats, serge trousers,
        and all the underclothing that was appropriate to Bel-
        gium. En route they saw at least one touch of home:
         the pump at every street corner with the housewives
        standing  about and waiting their turn. The creaking
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