The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-06-07
BY JAcoUELINE.
CHAPTER Ill.

A journey from New Orleans to C, in
those days, even by steam, doubled the period
now necessary, and gave all who were thus in
timately associated ample time to form o close
and correct acquaintance with each Others
characters and dispositions Uninterrupted
communication of more than d week, when
people feel sufficiently at home to be natural,
is an admirable school wherein to study our
neighbours virtues and failings. Thus, little
nothings in themselves, made manifest to our
young bride other deeps in her husbands
nal manner and on the unvarying placidity of
his countenance. Upon their arrival, MI. Stew
art took his wife to o hotel, where she was pro-
yided with a handsome suite of rooms, though
they took their meals at the table dhote, in order
to give Kate moro diversion. A large number
of Mr.. Stewards friends received her very cor
daily, and though She was somewhat distressed
not to find single member of her own Church
among them, she was moro surprised ON several
occasions by the undisguised amazement with
which many of them received the information
OF one Lady in
very well while she lived with her parents, and
among those French people down in New Or
leans; but now it was her duty to believe as
her husband did, and go with him to church"
= Poor Kate received the homily with cold polite
ness, and evaded direct answer with some
generality that q momentaIy interruption Of
fered. She had neither talent for argument
nor courage Individuality enough to dissent
from any expressed opinion; but she had suf-
hclent discerninent to understand that she was
III tne midst OF breakers, that her husband
stood at the helm, and would nssurcd1y wreck
her soul, unless q stronger arm would arise to
save her. The good bishop, with two of his
clergymen, had rahea to see her, and had
quested several of the better class of his con-
gregation to do likewise. The first Sunday af-
ter her arrival, Kate arose early, and was dress
ing herself for the first mass. when her husband
awakening, exclaimed, with much astonish-
ment:
"Why, Kate, what gets YOU up so early this
morning the very one OF all other days to
sleep late"
81 am going" she replied "to early mass"
"Then, of COURSE" said Mr.. Stewart in a
changed tone of voice, must go with You,
for you could never get up our Broadway hill
without the assistance of my ARM
Kate gladly assented to his escort, and argued
favorably from the concession but his manner
reticent and cold their way to
church, that she forced more than once to
wish him safe asleep again in bed. Arrived at the
church-door, he asked her how long the service
would last, saying he had taste for as such
mummcry," but would take II walk, and meet
her when it over. 1t would be hard to tell
whether her tears or prayers were most elo-
uucnt, she knclt for the first time among
strangers; but, though this feeling oppressed
her, she felt, she raised her ewes tn the altar
that there, mt least she could find her home
for, to the Catholic. the great pulse of the
mighty Mothers heart b"Hts i'll unity with all
her children whcn they gathered in her
fold, and our home and our Iauwuane receives
them whcrcVcrthri wandering feet may stray.
That day sad onr for Katc and taught
her her frat lessor of Inconsistencies When
the next SUNDAY. arrived. she had, :: great
struggle between fear and duty. but the latter
conquered, and sGe :, -, with trembling