Fr Innocenty Bocheński recalls a story about fr Hyacinth Woroniecki which fr Czartoryski held in great esteem. Once fr Bocheński went with fr Garrigou-Lagrange to see fr Hyacinth, who was sick, lying in bed covered with sores. In the doorway they met the house cobbler.

“What’s the cobbler doing with you, Father?” asked Garrigou-Lagrange.

“Eh, he’s dressing my wounds.”

“The cobbler?”

“He’s a specialist in skins, isn’t he?”

“I see you’ve not lost your sense of humour” said Garrigou-Lagrange.

“One may lose everything, but one mustn’t lose one’s humour”.

“It is true. Honour is a great thing” says Garrigou-Lagrange.

“Tosh, dear Father, honour one may lose, but not humour.”

“What are you saying? Why do you say so?”

“Because, dear Father” said fr Hyacinth, “honour belongs to the virtue of fortitude, which belongs to natural ethics, whereas humour, joy, is according to St Paul a fruit of charity, a theological virtue and thus immeasurably superior …”

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