The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-10-11

child"
ct ia ia yain-look =" He laid bare {
his left arm, which was severely gashed on
one side. "They have had taste OF me a.
ready. and the blOOdhouDds will never ufe
till they have tracked me home. An0 yes,
if bad only one days space hayanaga
and his followers are at h1iMauocA, s. .I
the castle might be mine again before the
moon rises tomorrow evening"
0Kayanagh at kilDallOckF exclaimed
Cormoc. 6" o my chieftaini what do you 90
herei Fly, while you have tune, and leave
us to deal with the foe."
" their horses are fresher than ours, and my
dress would betray me"
0My mare will bear You safe, cried She
Young soldier, with q burst Of enthusiasm
Il and for your dress, take mine, and let me
play the White Knight for once"
The chieftain's eyes brightered at these
words, and q hope seemed to bloom out
upon his check but q low sound of sup
pressed agony from the bride checked 1t IN
!" No, cormas," he said, /" will not be
your murderer"
aThere is no fear,n said Cormac,
warmly; "you will be back in time to TO
prevent mischief; and if you remain, It WIN
be only to see me share your fate. This 10
my only chance for life for ! will give the e
world leave to cry shame upon my heao,
ever 7 outlive my master"
1Wlat SAYS the bride z" inquired the
knight, bending on her look of mingled
81 will answer for her." said Cormac;
sc she had rather be the widow OF a true
40, allilu |! we'll all be murthered II
YOU don't hurry" said the aunt. ".What do
You say, Minny, my child !" :.
HCormac speaks the truth" replied the
trembling girl, hanging in her weakness on
his shoulder. If there be NO other way,
- ohou11 no an -
She was rewarded for this effort OF her
heroism by fervent pressure OF the hand
from her betrothed, and the exchange OF
accout ements was presently effected. me
knight mounted Cormac's mare, and pre-
pared to depart. :,
"My gallant fellow,,' he said, holding
out his hand to the generous bridegroom,
"you do not mock the part you ACT, 1or
nobility is stamped upon your soul! II
you suffer for this, have vow that will
never moro wear any other garb than
yours; for you are the kuightlier of the
two. Let me clasp your hand, than which
q nobler never closed on gauntlet"
They Joined hands in silence, aud the
chieftain galloped away with his retainers.
When they were out of hearing, Cormac
turned to his bride, and again pressing her
hand while he looked fxedly into her eyes,
he said:
"Now, Minny, you will show that you
are fit for soldiers wife. Go with your
aunt NoTry into your room. No one here
will be mOlcsted but those who are in arms
for the knight aud will contrive to post
pone any violence for n day, at least"
81 will not leave you, Cormac," salt
Minpy, speae,ug more tirmiy than she mac
done since the interruption of the festlvlty
"I am somewhat more to you than you arr
to the White Knight"
Cormac smiled, and seemed to acquiescs
for some time in her wishes. He took mi
seat at the hearth, with the bespatteret
garb and sullied weapon of the knight, am
awaited in silence the approach OF tn
pursuets; wlrile Minny occupied char
near to him as might be decorous, takin
his new rauk iuto consideration. The
listened for q considerable time to IN
cbaureful rustling of the night wind anon
the trees that clothed the hill side, and til
howIing of the wolves that were disturbe
in their retreats by the sounds of comba
Those sounds. renewed after long interval
aud in au irregular manner, gradual
approached more near; and they coul
plainly distinguish the trampliDg of horse
feet over the beaten track that winde
among the c,ags as far as the cottage doc
Again, and with great eaSerness, Corm'
eutreated bis love to secure herself fro
the chance of their first encounter, ny Joi
ing the family in the inner room (; but 81
refused, in resolute tone aud, on his pc
f., sisting, she assumed an inlpitience, a
even desperation of manner, which show
that her purpose was not to be shaken.
"Ask me not to leave you" she sal
"any other command am ready to OBJ
will be silent will not shriek nor M
muir. even though--'' She shudder'
aud let her head droop upon his hand.
will not leave you, Cormac. Whate7
your fate shall be; must remain to with
It. Do not doubt my frmness. Only (
that you viii freely trust me, and
ready for the worst that can happen.
feel that can be calm, if you will o
give me your confidence"
There are some spirits which, like
myrtle, require to be bruised and brol
by affiiction before their sweetness can
discovered. The young bride of Corr
might now have exhibited an instanc
this moral truth. So perfectly did