Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1854-03-20
a his for you.r she said.ig II have had q

a hie for you.' she said.sv II have had a
,ireap's IN whieh the blessed Virgin dirsc-
'e me 10 dedicate You TO her service:
she hates idlercss and ignorance. and
you mdst goato The good father at Quinn
per. wh' will give you aneducstion for
nothinga, Yen Will first become cierc,
then a priest, have n salary, be able to
keep your poor mother, she can work no
longer. and pray for the soul Of your
father.p nOEnAI gkl Do aloisi'g,H{ -. ....
But Y said Ivan, laughing and caress-
ing her. for he was very CAV, al don { want
to be either a priest or monk. I have
lost my heart TO the prettiest girl in the
parsh.'' i.il -es Ev,.E e .s...s-t ..
: Marie. started and looked disturbed.
i" This viii not do. Ivan, she said ssyou
arc. TOO poor for chat. You must leave
your sheep and the young girls and come
with me to Quimper TO learn 20 he some
thing more than clown, and gain hea-
ven by becoming a priest. You shall
study, and shall be clere."
The most beautiful girls in that part
of the country were the daughters OF
the lord Of the Castle Of RuStefan. whose
name was Naeur, and whose lady was
the god-mother of Ivan Fletcher. No
one could look at any one else when these
came down on their white ponies to the
Pardon of Pontaven. Gathering along the
stony street, and dressed in green silk
with gold chains, round their necks.-
They were all handsome but the young
est. lGenevieve. was far beyond the others.
and every body at Pontayen said she was
IN love with the handsomest young man
in the village-and he was Ivan Flecher,
who was now a elerr, studying for the
priesthood" 80 So
'It was at the Pardon of Pontaven that
Genevieye and Ivan met, only for a mo-
ment, after his absence at the school of
Qumper. 1van.' said the young girl to
him, Il have had four lovers who were
tEeres, and each Of them has become q
priest; the last of them is named Ivan
t4echer, and he intends to break nv
heart s1 .l
s"The young lady rode on, and Ivan did
not dare to reply, for it had been ar
ranged, without his consent being asked,
that he was to take holy orders. On the
day when he was to go through the cere-
mony of being received into the church,
he passed the village castle, and there
was the beautiful Geneyieve sitting at the
gate embroidering a chalice cloth in gold
thread. She looked up as he passed, and
said-1van Flecher, il YOU will be ad.
vised- by me, you will not receive orders,
because of all that You have said to me
in former days.
F" Il cannot withdraw now, replied he.
turning as pale as death, for I should be
called perjured.
You have then forgotten, said Gene
we've, all that has been said between us
iwo: you have lost the ring gave you
the last time we danced together g
&c No." replied he, trembling: "but
tod has taken it from me-"
g Ivan Fletcher :" cried the young girl
n accents of despair, .'hear me- Return,
All possess is yours. Twill follow ycu
70 any fate. | will become q peasant
IKE you, and work like you. IL you will
not listen to me, all that remains is to
BRING me the sacrament, for my life is
" Alas, alas t' sobbed Ivan. al have
10 power to follow you: I am in the
etters Of Heaven; avn held by the hand
'f Heaven and must become a priest
1t was not likely that the father of
.he beautiful Genevive should favor their
owes. lie was therefore extremely glad
when he found that the handsome Young
ferc had taken orders, and received him
II the most friendly manner when he
'ame to the castle to beg that be would
.ssist at his first mas. The favor was
granted, with a promise
hat his godmother, the Lady Naour,
be the first to put an offering into
he plate. .,.
But on the day when Ivan was to
ay his first mass, there was a sad con-
usion in the church. He began it well
nough, but faltered i'm the middle of il.
md burst into a violent flood of tears. so
hat his book was as if water had flown
'ver it. A sudden cry was heard in the
hurch, and girl with her hair dishey-
lied, and with frantic gestures, rushed
Up the aisle, in sight of every one. and
hrowlng herself on her knees at the feet
4 the young priests, cried out
. In the name of Heaven, stop. You
ave killed me :"
:" When they lifted her from the pave
nent, where Ivan Flecher had fallen in
lit, the beautiful Genevieve was dead.
- Ivan, who had sacrificed his love to
he prayers of his mother, recovered after
time, and rose in the church: but he
lever smiled again and the only recrea-
ION. he ever allowed himself, was to
wander about the castle, where, unknown
o her parents, he had been formerly.
,efore he went to Quimper to study, in
he habit of seeins the young lady of
Nature. He passed most of his time
1hen disengaged from his duties in pray
ng on her tomb. Some years afterwards.
e was found one morning living there
cad, embracing the stone which covered
er remains. --- .r.f
. A ballad relating the history of these
niortunate lovers was composed in Bre-
on, and is still popular, both in Treeuier
nd IN Cornwall; and those who have
card 1T DO not doubt that the spectres
ccasienally seen among the ruins Of
asue OF RuStefan, are those of Ivan and
ienevieve."
| passed some hours of a beautiful
loonllght night, after listening to this
'gend, In the scene of the tragedy; but,
Xcept the lustrous eyes Of large grey
wi nothing STA ri lad M n, tka H..