The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-03-06
From Duf,y's Hibernian Magazine.l
LOST AND FOUND.

The mysteries of every day life are called
realities because of their frequency, and IN con-
sequence of their close connection with us, we
imagine that we know and understand them
Remove some of these things which have come
under our Immediate notice to another place
remote, and they assume all the characteristics
of fiction and romance account OF t. diff
ference of habits and manners from ourselves,
of those to whom they have reference. The
world III which we live is to us sealed book
through the cumbrous and moth-eaten covers
Of which we seek in vain to read these pages
in which are written great and mighty truths.
Time and experience, that should be the two
great expounders, arc the two covers OF the
book, and human passion and prejudice the
seals set upon it's pages, not to be removed
Men and women act in the world, In matters OF
vital Importance, as if they had no predeces-
sors or that no traveller trod the paths when
they pursue through life, although the high
ways and by paths which lead to good or evil
have been travelled by countless millions,
passed away and forgotten, save IN the land
ings, and which are disregardcd or unseen by
the many wayfarers who follow in their foot
steps. Errors that have been occurring from
natural causes Year after year day alter srr Gay.
and vice and depravity, ending in disaster ana
misery, are regarded as misfortune, instead
of positive and necessary consequence.
In the beginning of July, in the year which
closed the last century, as the evening drew
towards dusk, tall, fashionably dressed man
entered the pretty little town of R, on
IOOU. his Wearlcu HalU, duu tiaN o--ooiieu
clothes, showed that he had walked far on that
scorching day. Although his dress was shah
by, there was an air and style OF breeding
about him that could be observed Mt glance.
His eyes were deep set, and OF an uncertain
grayish color. The outlines OF his face were
sharp, and hooked nose, and frmly-com-
pressed mouth, above which grew forfnlda-
bic moustache, gave to Him semi military AR.
The appearance of the stranger attracted the
attention of numerous persons who sat In
groups, or lolled over Indoors, enjoying the
refreshing GOODNESS of the evening. Shoals OF
idle urchins followed him, for the two-fold OBJ
ject of asking for money and gratifying their
curiosity, but their solicitations in regard to
pecuniary affairs passed UNDECIDED, and the
entered the small hostelrie of the village, the
only ono 1T conld boast. "This way sir" said
Tim Slevin, who acted groom, boots, and
waiter, as he pointed to a long, dark room, Gov
cred with saw-dust, on the walls of which were
tin sconces Tor holding candles on festive occa-
sions. Rickety forms stood ranged beside
dirty tables that appeared never to have been
washed, while the odor of gin and tobacco
smoke was most perceptible.
So suppose you come long way entirely
to-day, SIR" continued Tim. We would have
the mistress knew you were coming, but you
can go into the parlor when the guager and
two other Gentlemen are off, which wont be
Every long now, as they are half gone already
"a How far is it from here to the large board,
ang-school for gentlemen ~ inquired the STRAIN
ger, unloading Tins garrulity.
" Not tar at all, sir" replied lin, VINO was
taken quite by surprise at the prompt manner
in which he was Addressed '.It is not more
than mile off, and if you like 1 will show yor
the way and welcome. hope You don't think
Iewas too bold when was speaking to you
about the gaugerw
"I will go myself to the school presently
after have had supper, which you will order
at once" said the stranger.
"What would you like, sir bacon and eggs
and tea, or milk punch, or if you could wait
will get you chops from Tim Daily, the butch
er; he is not in bed yet, though he has to go tt
the fair at daylight in the morning ?"
"Anythiug You have in the house will de
me-" observed the stranger, who could not hell
smiling at the self-imposed Importance of Tim
whose round red face, and Serious blue eye
showed that the gauger and his friends were
not the only persons who had been enjoying
themselves at the 1.-TWO Rangers"
When the stranger was left alone he sanl
into a deep reverie, and as bis piercing eye
gazed on vacancy, or into the past, he drew
fantastic figures with small cane, which h.
held in his hand, on the dirty saw,dnst whicl
covered the floor. Why be alone, Gerald Way
1and-what JOY OF pleasure can you ind IN tn
past yours has been a sad and bitter fate, ant
ycur. presence was curse to all who knew
you'll