The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1870-04-03
PAULINE;
i TALE OF REAL LIFE.
Continued

CHAPTER II.
Two weeks afterwards fssnd both father and
daughter embarked upon the broad Atlantic,
on their way to two years sojOurn in the con-
secrated lands of Catholic faith and they had
but just returned from Europe when introduced
to the reader
At late hour of the morning following the
ball Pauline sat pensively at the large trellised
window of her chamber. her head resting upon
her hand. Her face was somewhat flushed /;
perhaps the effect of the last evenings exer-
tions; but why those long and heavy sighs
She had just dismissed her waiting maid
with the message to Betty that her mistress
was now ready for breakfast; when relapsing
from the air of easy cheerfulness which she
judged proper to assume even before her ser
self, ''Why am not happy Once how my
merry heart did bound, but now it's every
throb is painful. Oh, that could satisfy its
"Thou helpless one thou canst never salts
fly its cravings God alone is sufficient for thee"
seemed to say @ voice.
Half terrified, she started and turned to see
who had intruded upon her retirement. But
Il she was alone and no sound broke the profound
impressive silence, the .whistling of the
wind as it swept in merry gambOls by. Pau
line was very sad, and when her waiting maid
if Miss Seward ordered the sleigh to be got up,
she simply said, mo, Jane; tell him shall
not ride this morning, and leave orders with
the porter, that Miss Seward is not at home to-
day." y,'.. c....e., ,.... - ...., 49,. ,,.,, -.
came mp stairs, maam," said the maid.
the message had scarcely passed Pauline's lips
when the happy, warm m-hearted girl, bounded
into the room and was locked in the embrace
of her most intimate friend.
Isabella Crawford and Pauline Seward were
classmates at school, and almost from their
earliest acquaintance had been chosen friends.
Their friendship grew and strengthened as
their acquaintance matured, each year. still
more firmly cementing it. Isabel anticipated
Pauline's return from abroad with the most
lively conceptions of the pleasure which await
bounding heart thought of nothing but the re-
alization of those waking dreams. These were
not diminished in brightness by the opening
fete of the season, given by her friend the even
ing before; and full of spirits she had hasten
ed to Pauline that morning to consult respect
ing her own, which was soon to follow, and
which she bad resolved should be in every re-
spect worthy of her, in honor of whose return
1t was given; and as she entered Paulines
chamber, her face beaminG with delight, and
the rosy tint of her morning ride, she could
not conceal the effect upon her feelings of her
friends sad and subdued appearance, and kiss
ing her feverish lips and cheeks she exclaimed,
Pauline, you are i'll what is the matter with
youf"
Pauline wishing to waive a reference to the
true cause of an appearance which she tried in
vain to conceal, replied, 81 fear, dear Bel, that
the excitement of last evening was too much
for my nerves."
Pauline, have seen you but too often after
such excitements easily to suppose that you
have told ME the whole cause. Have we not
always been friends9 Have we not often and
again consulted and reioiced together, and
shall we not be equally cOnfiding when sorrow
presses upon the heart ~
"Dear Bel" said she, 81 feel the full force of
your words, that friends should share their
griefs as well their joys, and 1 should long
before this have unfolded to you the cause of
my sorrow, had L thought that you could have
afforded me the relief which ueed. was vi n
willing that you should share sorrow for
which there was prospect of alleviatiou."
Don't speak so gloOuIily, Pauline; at least
not until we have fully ascertained that there
be no alleviation. Remember your favorite
lines, Earth hath no sorrow that heaven can
not cure.'"
"Heaveni yes, it is that alone which can re-