expression of face which indicated a fear that all had not gone as she wished yes a short horse is soon what came they not surely of the eight hundred there were many who would not do you such as to believe your virtue with the shower ah their faith was sufficient � they came every mother s son of them and all and you sent them away happy yes with one of the � blessed are those who have nothing i charged my to turn them back tbe � from my gate and to tell them if they came again they should bo beaten off there was a general laugh through the box the of alone turned away with an expression of deep mortification daughter of the duke of and of was one of the most celebrated women of her time her graceful beauty seemed the of her lovely land � something quite foreign to the french court as she sat by the gross queen she inspired the idea of what humanity might become when invested with the body of the saints her soul beamed with almost lustre from her eyes and spoke in the musical accents of her beautiful lips her gentleness and sympathy more than the intellectual power and accomplishments that her amidst a and ignorant race gave her an over the mad king which afforded some colour to the wicked of those who in the end accused her of f � an accusation very common against the of that period whose superior civilization and science were attributed to the arts of magic the secret of s power over the king has been discovered and illustrated by modern benevolence she could lead him like a little child when for months he would not consent to be washed or dressed and when these offices were performed at night by ten men lest when their sovereign recovered all the reason he ever possessed he should cause them to be hung for this act of necessary violence i the spectators while awaiting the rising of the curtain were exchanging the usual observations and whispered the beautiful young wife of the old duke of did not that � man how beautiful ho is f � who stands near the kiss his hand to you the white yes � he id my i thought so � he looks as if the blood of all your proud old ran in his veins � the and heaven knows who he has a nobility than theirs my cousin his is direct from heaven and written by the finger of heaven on his noble countenance as to this world s honours he none but such as the son of a rich and skilful of may claim is it possible he is a that well might pass in any king s but he looks sad and abstracted and seeing as though he saw not know ye cousin what him yes but it is a long tale the lady of his thoughts has strangely disappeared and though for more than a month he has sought her day and night he hath as yet no trace of her he has come hither to night at my bidding for i deeply pity the poor youth and would fain divert his mind � but soft � the curtain is rising pray tell me what means this scene it is the interior of a chapel you know this legend of st th indeed i do not i cannot read and my never told it to me she was to one she loved the preparations were made for the when on the night before her marriage she saw in vision st francis who bade her her lover and told her that she was the elected bride of heaven that she must repair to the of the sisters of charity and there resign the world and its sinful passions you now see her obedient to the miraculous she has concluded her one weakness she the token has as yet indulged she has secretly retained the last gift of her hark there you hear the bell she is coming to deposit it at that shrine yonder a female now entered closely veiled and clad in a foil gray stuff dress that concealed every line of her person she held something in her hands which were folded on her bosom and walking with faltering steps across the stage to the knelt and made the accustomed signs and prayer she then rose and raising the little roll to her lips kissed it fervently and then as if asking pardon for this involuntary weakness again dropped on her and the roll withdrew it would seem she had entered completely into the tender regrets of the young saint she for a tear she had dropped on the last of the lover was seen as it caught and reflected the lamp s rays immediately through an open window in the ceiling a dove entered the symbol of the holy spirit it was not uncommon in these mysteries to bring the sacred i of the upon the scene the bird descended and took the roll in his bill as he rose with it it unfolded and the white silk given to poor represented the last earthly treasure of saint th the dove made three in his ascent and disappeared while the cries of were through the house the de whispered to see your he looks as if he would spring n the stage how deadly pale i and his eyes i blessed mary i they are like living fires surely he is going mad i heaven help him replied the gentle i in him to come hither would i could with him the white � never mind him now cousin the scene is changing � tell me what comes next next you will see st praying before her � ah there she there is the coffin in which she sleeps at 