The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1859-03-05
Original GtorD.
WRITTEN For TILE CECIL WING.
ELLEN LINWCOD.
BY MARIE NORMAN
CHAP TER |.

THE last beams of the setting sun were
stealing through the stained glass vi in
dows, and throwing feed Of nc;'ow
radiance upon the marble aislcs Of a
grand old cathedral in the south ofItaly.
The tones OF fine organ had died away,
the echo OF departing footsteps were
silencol, when two persons might have
been seen occupying one of the richly
cushioned pcws in the body o. the church.
\ glance at the pair suiliccd to make
PLAN that they were not natives Of that
sunny cline: the mild ana pass:onleas
coun;enancc Of Tie lady, the calm and
studied demeanor Of the gent cEaN, for
babe the idca-tIcy were i'll fact English
travellers; they had entered the build
ing during service, and had remained
charmed spectators OF the solemn aud
imposing scene.
Although at glance it might appear
so, yet they were not the only occupants
Of tic vast building-a young and loycly
girl was standing with c!asrcd hands aud
tcar-be dlnmcd eyes. sa2rg upon a glori
Gus picture of tie {: CruciGXion" sus-
IclGCti hC'tI lil' IL ildu IL tract
cd her attention during service, and as
soon as the worshippers departed, she
left her parents side to view it mere
closely.
How shall we describe the fair being
who was regarding the features Of the
suffering Jesus with such wrapt cnthu-
siasm! OF medium size, eyes soft and
II
low broad fo:chcad-tair hair falling
in natural ringlcts around the finely
formed throat, u lovely mouth, and
winning smile, fit emblcEs Of a pure and
gentle mind-no wonder her parents frlt
their very existence conferred in her hap
riness.
1t was for her qualification they left
their pleasant home in New England to
give their darling glimpse Of tic land
of wE;oE sic had so often drcaulcd, and
with her cultivated intellect, brilliant
imagination and ardent temperament,
she was enjoying it intensely.
I" 1t is pcblc alphabetically of a
noble pcrcl-:hat ct the immortal Ru-
bcus," said the rich tones of manly
voice, ard turning she bchcld u young
man in the garb of a priest, leaning
against one Of the marble columns, bnt
. few PAGES of then without needing
her embarrassment he continucd-"l
like you, have often gazcd upon that
embodiment ola painters dreams, until
/ have felt myself in the far off garden OF
Gcthsananc, and heard the shouts of the
rubbe crowd that surrounded the cross
And do you think it ri ght - return
ed the young girl -" when | look upon
tho magniicence around me, these long
echoing aisl..;-thc dim, shadowy atal
the subducd, holy light cast by tho
deep gothic windows-thc sublime tone:
of the organ rolling along the vaultec
roof, and, above all, these soul-cxaltine
pictures. scarcely wonder your churcl
can boast of so many blindiy devoted fol-
lowers"
"And 90 you imagine our praise lcs'
acceptable TO God, when given amids
splendor replied the young priest
cor are you one Of those misguided ones
who thinks that God, alone inhabits tho
arid desert-tIe lone wilderness-th,
dens and caves of the Earth"
81 think when a service is So fasci
mating as yours, when al! this splendor
is brought to inhame the ina cinaton
and rivet the attention, our hearts ar,
more stirred by the ponp and parade
than by pure desire to love and serve
our Maker"
The mild brown eyes of the priest
were fixed with an eager expression up.
on the young girl, as she so firmly spoke
her opinion; slight flush shadowcd hi.
usually pale check, and he advanced ,
step toward her, then by powerful ef
fort he regained his habitual compress.
sure, the light faded from his eyes-tht
flush died on his check, and with a gem
tic smile he replied -
s'The prize t-hood has been the goal o
my ambition since childhood-l an
welded to the church, | renowned tn,
most eDdearing ties which bind man tt
earth when took her VOWS upon me
and have never regretted the step -
then with an attempt at gayety he con.
tinucd "but may not know the name
of my fair ant agonist ?-mine is Manual
Cardoli,' now sFathcr Manual ,"
ssAnd mine is ELLEN Linwool,' re-
piled the young girl; but will Father
Manual pardon the liberty have taken II
speaking 50 freely to one in his exa.tsl