The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1869-10-03


sumption of authority. go, my hearts trea-
sure; go, my darling; approach me not, touch
me not; would die ere would convey infec-
ton to you"
Cecilia SO little thought of or feared infec-
ton that she would have thrown her arms
round Monnas neck, had not DR. Horton lifted
her UP and carried her out OF. the room not
withstanding her piteous entreaties to be al
lowed to remain.
1t was nearly two hours before Cecilia was
left to herself, for the teachers had received
orders from Miss Thornton to watch her closely
and to prevent her leaving the sehoolroon on
any preteXt whatever.
AS soon, however, as Cecilia felt herself at
liberty, she bounded mp the stairs to her room,
aud listened at the door ere entering. Deep
was the silence within; cautiously the trem-
bling child opened the door. The -caH1ion was
useless, the room was untenantedi No Norma
was there; the windows were thrown vide open,
whilst strong smell of vinegar peryadea the
whole chamber. Cecilia rushed frSAically
from the room, thinking that MonAS might
She was stopped by Miss Thornton, who could
not notice unmoved the deep misery depicted
on Cecilia's saddened face.
where is she gone ~ gasped Cecilia.
''To the hospital" returned Miss Thornton.
''You know, poor child, that could not keep
Norma here any longer, for she has a conta-
gious complaint, which might spread in the es-
Establishments. However, the doctor says il will
not be long, and when she has recovered she
will return.n.ssy .,~s-s.5,sss,s-5 sfas5.
so IL 60 M Mis- Tessss4 sstss she SIa
with heart-rending cries to go TO the hospital
~Sth Norma. -f2'7 aasa q
CHAPTER Nv. J
Meanwhile Monna Jay Frustrated by suffer
ing in the hospita Smallpox of the most
virulent kind had broken ont, and the poor In
dams dark face presented almost a loathsome
aspect, whilst her swollen eyelids rendered. her
nearly blind Such the violence of the
disease that even theattendant nurses shranlk
from her. To bodily suffering was added the
anguish of her first separation from Cecilia.
One morning, whilst racked with pain and
heaftbfoken- with sorrow, Norma was giving
wayiu Hindostanee to passionate lamentations.
she heard a-step approach her bed, and felt a
hand kindly take her own which was burning
wit h fever The unfortunate woman started,
and wondered what friend could thus brave
contagion. The next moment she listened en-
tranced to deep, manly voice, who, in her
own native language, poured forth flood of
consolation such as the poor creature had never
before heard in her life.
Rupt in Joyful astonishment Norma held her
breath to listen to the words which told her in
the idiOm of her native land that her every
thIob of suffering was noted in heaven nay,
that her every moan and tearwere recorded in
the boook other life, which would in the dread
Judgment day be opened before men and angels.
The voice promised eternal bliss for earthly
shffcriuss- meeklY- bornc.-It- spoke of that
glorious land Z" where the wicked cease from
troubling, and the weary are at rest;" it babe
Monna's troubled spirit rise and press to
that realm of light.
+ AS the parched and fainting pilgrim hears a
gush of waters in the desert, so did Norma
now listen to the soft murrnuring of the foun-
tain of truth.
20, that could speak to you in confidence y
cried the sufferer.
% Unburdcn your heart, my daughter, in all
sincerity" replied the voice, in a tone whose
Kindness made the tears trickle down Monna's
blisteTed cheek.
| She, poor forsaken outcast, to be thus gcu-
/ thy addressed! All the world seemed to have
| left her to her fate when this mysterious being
came with words of consolation; In yair
that she might discern the features of this
stranger who had not disdatned to call a poor
Indian servant his daughter.
"Speak without fear" the voice resumed
| none here understand the language in whicl
| we converse"
Strange to say that Monna, who had eveI
Stunned any allusion to her former life, nov
uuhesitatingly told the unknown her history
from her birth.
What was there in the recital of that lif'
which so strongly moved TIE stranger Suffice
tito Say, that. ere Norma concluded he h&'
brushed away n tear.
A weight seemed to bo taken OFF Norma
mind as she finished. At length she Inquired
."Who are You 2"
a. Catholic priest"
Yes the soldier of Christ was at his, post
BY the side of the miserable the forsalcn, tn
suffering, the dying, his place is marked. n
rontagon arrests his steps; he PUSHES into til
midst of tie pestilence when others, appalled,
shrink back. FL.
Once a holy Bishop, by regular visits at dus
to % miserable part of the town OF Boston
raised strange suspicious in his servants mind
. who determined TO follow her master t
. ascertain whether stain could possibly b
found in so pure a4ife. She watched the pre
late to lowly door, whose latch he cautioual
lifted. Her curiosity became still more eS
| cited as she saw him approach bed an
whisper. The next moment Che bed crealke
? under the effort abe pFelate made to lift n poo
old negro out of it. The Bishop then place
, the black man on chair. lighted the fir
made the bed, and prepared his frugal supper
All, look over the pages of the life of I'll
nobly born, the Cardinal Cheverus, and in le
tiers of gold that shining trait is recorded Their
Il Go be COntinuedJ