The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-08-09
NEW ORLEANS, SUNDAY MORNING. AUGUST O. 1868.

, content" said Nellie, with sudden return
to confidence, which somewhat astonishet
Ormiston. ~ also have been in Goi'l
hands," she added, with an appealing lool
toward Roger, "and can tell how mucl
conclude from what you say that she is all
ing may not go to her at once r.
:" II you are strong enough, he was be-
ginning; but she interrupted him with q
burst Of grief and indignation.
.o HOY ~, -, not strong enough and have
mother :" she sobbed convulsively, "lttle
you dream your child is near, bringing
peace and pardon to your prison ~
I Roger saw that Ormiston knew more than
he liked to tell, and asked in low voice !:
The poor lady, then, is very i'll p
Dying" the other answered CURLY
-" VIII her daughter be in time to see her,
think you?''
In time; but that is all. She has burst
blood-vessel, as have just now learned,
and tins reprleve seems little better than a
mockery for no one dreams that she could
have survived for the tragedy of to-mor-
| row.
"'rhen let Nellie go at once" said Roger
promptly - She has ridden night and day
to see her mother, and, sad as the meeting
may be, it would be sadler still if they
met no more. Let her go at once
And so it was decided.
CHAPTER Nv.
Before leaving the guard room, >Ormiston
poured out large goblet of wine from IL
flask which he had sent one of the soldiers
to procure at a wine-tavern hard by. aud
insisted upon Nellie drinking it to the last
drop.
The remainder of~the flask he gave to
Roger, who, truth to say, was almost as
much IN need of it as Nellie: and they then
all Went forth together. O'More having
previously pledged his word, both to Or
mission and Holdfast, to consider himself
merely as prisoner at large. until they
themselves should release him from his
parole.
Their way led them from the Gate house
into Bridge street, and from thence to Or
mond Gate, Earl's Gate, Geata-na-E For
lagh, as 1T was then sometimes called |
With Major Ormiston in their company. |
tins was opened to them without question. |
and they afterward proceeded, as fast as
Neilie's strength permitted, up the steep
hill street, debonching into the Corn Mar
ket. Entering the latter, they found them
selves face to ia with Newgate, the great
criminal prison of the city. There it stood,
dark, strong, and terrible-too strong,
Roger could not help thinking, to be n
fitting prison for the frail, dying woman it
was guarding for the hangman.> 1t seemed,
indeed, almost like an abuse of power to
have cast her there, so helpless us she was,
and pOwerless, liz the strong grasp of the
law.
Newgate had originally formed square.
having at each of it's four angles a tower
three stories high, and turreted at the TOP.
L wo OF these, however. those facing toward
Tile city, had been recently taken down
and when Nellie looked upon it for the
hrst time, it consisted merely of the Gate
house, with it's portculiis and iron gates.
and strong tower ateither end Near the
prison stood the gibbet, metaphorically as
wen as really; for few, indeed, in those
SAD days We're the prisoners who, once shut
up within the walls OF Newgate ever left
mem Tor n pleasanter destination than the
sallows From the position in which it
stood, they could hardly avoid seeing it as ,
hey passed onward toward the prison
out IN the faint hope of sparing at least s
Door Nellie's eyes this terrible apparition. -,
)rnlston stepped a little in advance OF his t
companions, and placed himself between !
'rm she leaned, knew by the sudden tremor
winch shook her frame that this tender v
autlon had been in vain. Nellie in fact i
lad already seen and guessed at the CHASTITY t
lature of its office there :; and as her eve 7
danced Northumberland almost "a il were r
u spite of herself-toward it. she felt as if /
he mad never before thoroughly realized !.
he awful position in which her mother 4
TODD. What wonder that she grew sick b
nd glddy as the thought forced itself, in Il
III lts naked reality, on her mind, that her t.
lothcr--her mother, the verv type and per- 81
of refined and delicate woman %
God might ut any hour lie dragged hitler. n
and ashamed. beneath the rude =
anSmans grasp. What wonder that her ~
cry feet failed TO do th"ir Office. aud that G
,oscI "Is compelled r.tD"I % carry than I,
, lead ii',I past the. spot. lever, pausng or -
ln- her 70 Iia,isn until they stood be- Il
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