The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-09-20

Ellen, Ellen, my darling!" cried Frank
rushing to her.
ss Poor thing" muttered the policeman
as he followed closely at his heels.
Ellen was insensible. Frank took hel
into his arms, and turning to the policeman
exclaimed
60 must carry my wife to bed, and send
for her doctor, and then / can go with you
BE kind enough to. wait in the dining
roOm."
% Beg pardon, sir,' said the man respect
fully, "but | can't do that. It's felony, you
see, sir; and where you goes l goes, sir
don't mind waiting bit but if you'll take
my advice, strand L have seen Il good
mapy of these sort of troubles-Id leave
her while she is in a faint: She'll only feel
it the more if you stay on"
Frank vOuchsafed no answer, but carried
Ellen into her room. BY this time all the
servants had assembled, and all knew that
some disgrace and sorrow had entered the
once peaceful, happy home.
Nora, the nurse, who had been with
them since the first baby was born, and
who was one of those faithful, self-sacri-
ficing servants seldom found except in
Ireland or of Irish blood, at once took in
the bearings of the case, and joined her en-
treaties with that of the policeman, that
her master would go at once, before her
mistress woke up from her deadly swoon.
Her advice was taken and Frank, getting
into a cab with the policeman, soon found
himself within the gloomy walls of Il prison
cell. The Inspector of police asked what
solicitor he should send for, but Frank was
too cOnvulsed with hoFor and grief to be
able to answer him. Presently, however,
came Richard Dunno, apparently broken
hearted and full of sympathy, showering
imprecations on his uncle for having been
so hasty as to take proceedings.
"However, Frank" he continued, "as
the unhappy thing did happen, it is as we'll
"a civ tN1 nla Il
been painful for you to be always laboring
under Il cloud. Now the matter will be
sifted; and when your innocence is fully
proved, they will all be so ashamed of hav-
to make any reparation in their power"
"But it will meantime have killed my
wife," groaned Frank, not raising his head
from his folded arms, on which he had laid
them on first entering the prison.
I" Is she Z" said Richard, while a
twinge, as if some strong pain, passed over
his face.
A groan was the only answer.
go, she will not die, my dear fellow;
she will live to see you righted, aud the
future brighter than even the past las
been. Now try and take some supper, and
go to bed. You must not get unnerved,
remember; appearances go a great way.
The first thing in the morning I'll be round
again with Fox. You know George Fox9
You can't have better man and he will
advise about COUNSEL
"Thank you," murmured Frank. "Any
one you like. But my wife if l could only
know how she is
"I'll go and sce,' said Richard, catching
up his hat; "and bring you word" And so
saying he hurried out, and seemed glad to
breathe in the open air. 1t was a still, fine
night, without moon, but the sky was
radiant with stars, excepting their watchesn
over the sins and sorrows of men. Will
she die ?" he murmured. "Better for her if
she does, perhaps. Well, she chose her
own fate. She must be sacrificed; though,
if 1 could, 1 would spare her. But suffer
through them to some degree she must. O,
my revenge is at hand now, and it is sweet
In answer to his inquiries after Ellen, lie
was told she was extremely ill, that DIR.
Grant was with her, and her father and
mother in-law had been sent for. Richard
made minute inquiry of the weeping ser
want, who told the rest afterwards he was
the kindest-hearted gentleman who had
ever lived, and who willingly assented to
his going into the drawing-room to write a |
letter, which might do somewhat to help |
her beloved and falsely-accused master out |
of his troubles. He was accordingly taken |
up stairs, furnished with paper, pen and
ink, and left to write his letter in peace. |
He was not many minutes over his letter, !
and descended the stairs again, holding it |
in his hand. AS the servant opened the door
to let him out, William O'Donnell hurried
up the steps, full OF establishment and alarm I
at the abrupt message which had reached
him.
"What is all this, Mr.. Dunno p" he ex-
claimed, as he perceived him.
a sad, sad thing, indeed" returned
Richard. g am deeply grieved at it, but |
trust it is only cloud which will speedily |
blow over. l have been with Frank just
now, trying to comfort him. am going to
take him word how his wife is, and then to
go off for a solicitor and 1 shall be up all
night. / must strain every nerve in Franks
defence"
=" May God bless you for your goodness!"
said Willie, fervently pressing his hand.
The other shrank back for o moment, as
if the touch had scorched him, or the words