The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-02-20
FIRM Every Saturday. a.
UNCERTAINTY OF HUMAN TESTIMONY.
PART FIFTH,

Life is woven of such strange atuG that on,
mans ill is too often another's good. II wisl
Them no evil said Marion, s.mpch ~ they hav,
Saused u.s. repelled the thought of encour
sging Jean Lonis to inform sgainst them. j
hope now that they will have pity on him and
MS brothers, whom they can save without
making their own case the worse.n Exhausted
% she was by the unremitted strain of the pre-
ceding days, she persisted on going out forth
with to inquire what they might have already
disclosed. We had to traverse tho entire length
OF the town to come to NJ. Jourdans house. Sew
sral Individuals who knew Marion by sight,
and admired her modest self-sacrifice, stopped
her on Ter way to congratulate her. Yes,
YES" she said, 81 trust that the good God will
take pity on us at last" Unhappily, N. jour
dan had no good news to tell us. 81 have seen
them" he said, yesterday and this morning,
arrant brigands. Their system at present is to
make showof their political principles, though
1t Is easy to see that-for them politics is merely
Q pretext party is truly unfortunate to be
invoked by such men but that is q shame and
grief which have never been spared to the van
quished of any opinions" 1 found my old
friend unusually prolix that morning. Marion
oomprehended nothing of all his fine phrases,
ard turned her Questioning eyes alternately on
me and NJ. Jourdan he still kept to his COM
monpiaces was not long in perceiying that
he did not wish to explain himself before her.
interrupted him to say, "You judge her i'll
she can bear the brutal truth she is ms strong
to endure her own burdens she is tender
and generous in consoling others under theirs"
well, then, my poor child" said M. Jo1r-
can, taking her hands in his, "they do but ag-
gravate the position of our friends. They
openly boast of the crime of Bignan and accuse
Jour husband and his brothers of having lent
them assistance" \
Marion displayed emotion, but arose, took
Fer mantle, and moved toward the door.
" fou are going to the prison." said M. jour
gan; but You cannot drag yourself as far as
here. Take at least glass of wine."
i, Il shall be glad to, indeed" she answered,
'Ifor it is true, am worn ont and here is this
Gentleman" pointing to me, "who is not used
% hardship as am, and who must be suffering
more than l am"
The poor woman was faithful to her instinct
n thinking first of Others; but the anxiety
|19hnt' tortured me then above all others came
Rom her had remarked the giving away of
physical y th force re- during this last journey
"a coming TO Vannes to await the issue of the
fial, and asked myself on what had they been
living for the past two months in the Rue d9
sae was going to see. She was going where |
the call was the loudest, that is, to those who
we're able to save the life of all of them. l |
Unmarked that they would be perhaps less dis |
qiustfnl and more generous with her if she |
we're alone She came back at the end of half |
n hour, her eyes red and swollen, and said |
aethinC. When we passed before the cross by |
60 college, she crossed herself and said, speak
jig in low voice. "They are heathens"
Such outcome of so many hopes and eff
frts turned my heart cold. 1 went in with her
t. ner parents. The mother was in bed which
fi,w she never left. The old father was on his
|sool in his customary place He turned his
mad quickly toward her without utterng
word, but his eyes spoke. Marion lowered hers
ts resumed his rejected attitude without fur
tier movement. Marion went straight to the
BID and carefully smoothed the coverings. |
IAen she swept the room, and after that took
hfr seat on the other stool, on the side of the
fteplace opposite her father, with her distaff
.geantime, using the freedom of friendship;
HI been prying into all corners and acquired
zoe certainty that bread and money were want