The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1870-04-03

Him. And God, in another place, again COM
| manded Moses to make o fiery serpent and sci
it upon pole, and said,-'It shall come tt
pass that every one that is bitten when he
looketh upon it shall live.' 1t seems to me then
dear Bel, that something else than the making
| of images must be meant"
|. Then you are not convinced, PaulineW
Ne isabel; Z must learn much more first.
All, Pauline, fear you more than hall
Romanis&pow you admit nothing say"
Do yoH know, Bel, of what I have been
| thinking while listening to you 1t seems to
| my uniformed mind that the method which
we have been pursuing this morning is not the
correct one to arrive at a. satisfactory conclu-
sion"
'.Well, what do you propose, Pauline 7"
Dear Bel, do not suppose that my plan is
the best that could be devised, but it seems to
me that starting upon the principle universally
admitted by gil Christians, that Christ founded
end of time, We should first clearly ascertain
which of the various divisions of the Christian
Church can trace it's unbroken history back to
the time when Christ and His Apostles founded
it. And after we had ascertained beyond a
doubt whtch body of Christians has an unin-
terrupted continuation from those days to the
present, we should faithfully examine the
doctrine they now teach, and compare them
with those taught by our Saviour and His first
disciples. But let us for the present lay the
subject aside."
the subject aside, aud add the word forever to
Say not SO, Isabel, but forget it now, and
Pa saw them in Italy, and was SO well pleased
with them that he ordered them to be sent to
hirn, and they arrived only last evening. See
sbo had scarcely had time to dispose of her
theological books when Mr.. Seward entered
the library.
father, 9what have you been doing You
look as pale rs students who burn the mid
night oil, as we used to say at college,"
Dear pa" said Pauline, o. we are just ex-
amining this beautiful collection of prints you
ordered while in Italy. They arrived last
evening. See what beautiful head! Can
you guess whose it is !" she added, looking
fingers she concealed the name beneath it.
Certainly, my DEAR" said Mr.. Seward,
" it must be:-let me consider,-yes, it must
Who else could execute splendid piece ?"
Not right pa; guess again"
Here she laughed SO merrily that Mr.. Seward
name, love-" And removing her hand he read
" Madonna"
Let me examine the print more closely,
Pauline" said he; Il" Oh, the outline of that is
very defective upon more attentive observa-
tion. Observe that nose, Pauline: why have
seen you draw much better.'
"There certainly is a very, very slight de-
feet there, pa, but you compliment me too
highly by mentioning my name in connection
with anything so exquisite. Oh, BEL" she
claimed, as she turned over another leaf, +" see
what beautiful st. Agnes; is she not sweet
How she reminds me of my own little pet
lamb Why, Bel, have not shown YOU my
little pet lamb, haveIf Come with me in
stantiy, and see the meekest little sufferer
you ever saw. Pa, can you excuse us ~
IL can do anything that will make you happy,
love"
Zone kiss, then, dear pa;' but the sweet
girl had already taken it, and the next instant
the friends had left the library,
There, my mercy-hearted, laugh er-loving
Pauline is herself once more: knew it would
be SO, as soon as that foolish notion had got
out of her head. What would not give could
discover how itHentered there. But matter;
thank God, the evil one has but little power
over much worth and innocencew
Thus soliloquized Mr.. Seward, while the
merry daughter and friend were skipping
through the hall towards the chamber of the
poor orphan.
Gently, now, Bell, gently she is as timid
as fawn;" and Pauline softly opening the
door, they both entered the room.
How does she seem, Jane ." whispered
Pauline to the waiting maid, who never left
the beside, unless some one was there to take
She is still delirious at times miss, and
very restless, though the doctor says she is
much better. l think she is now asleep"
You can go down stairs now, Jane; will
ring when you are wanted"
The friends approached the bedside, and
stood for some moments in silence, gazing at
the object before them. tear trembled in
either eye of Isabel as she turned to her friend
and said,
sufferer ever wore. Who can she he ~
Softly, Bel, the slightest breath awakes
her" But already the long dark lashes of
Marie's eyes began to part, and dfter hesta-
ting struggle or two the opened lids disclosed
two orbs of deepest cerulean blue.
"There! there is the angel that Marie
dreamed about! Let ME kiss yOu, sweet angel;
1 know dear mother sent you. Won't you take
me where dear mother is, sweet angel Hail
Mary! Holy Mary -
"Only hear the little idolater ;" exclaimed
Miss Crawford al thought / heard her
whisper that before she opened her eyes"
slight crimson tinged the meek child's
face, as she became more conscious of sur
rounding objects, and she quickly concealed
her head beneath the bed-covcring.
''Do not be frightened, love; We have come
to see If little Marie is better" said Pauline.
The gentle and sofO tone of Pauline's voice
reassured the child, and she timidy said
Sweet Miss, Marie dreamed she
angel just now; it beautiful She
thought it came to take her to Holy Mary and
dear mother.'
"Ynu dnn't want to die, do you, dear :"
Nobody cares for poor Marie now, and
want TO go to Holy Mary and dear mother"
To be