The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-12-17

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any howp was his mental exclamation 40 NO
that night, and sought his own quiet nook mp
stairs.
CHAPTER Xxx.
The Annt's Son.
Sunday morning came, and yet o'Neil had not
returned; bIt e the day was fa.s' Ellen ont
her nncle's resting place.
:" fear that shall not be able to recognize
the SPOT unless attend to it very soon. -
neglect on my part, my uncle's grave becomes
undistipguishable from those around it:
really think, Mrs. Brown, if you do not object,
"Then the sooner yon.so. the better; and be
sure to start home early, for the cars are always
crowded on Sunday evenings" 49,
Ellen promised compliance with all Sne
Widows suggestions, and started off on her
She had not turned the corner of the street,
when she heard 2 light, rapid step behina nef,
WIS hurrying after her, she checked her walk
and waited for him to overtake her.
As she turned with . smile of welcome 70
h% her check form
and bright eyes of Mr.. Davis.
Mrs. Brown sent me after you" no said, ny
way OF apology "she would NOT allow me
the graveyard and see you safe back again"
"She 10 very Thoughtful and you are very
kind but it will be an imposition on yonr
goodness to accompany mo to SUCH gloomy
place.
He wanted to soy that no place could be
gloomy, not even . graveyard, as long as she
was ey his side; but he only added "a. ao,. tn
look at Mrs. Brown again; besides ! wish to
speak to you to-day, most particularly, and
that is a. good place as any"
Ellen wondered at his words, for she felt
sure that NO sweet and tender story of human
affection could find utterance in place that
Knocked ut all earthly love and scorned all hui
man devotion.
"What can he have to tell met" was her
thought as she walked on in silence by his
side.
They reached the cars and for half an hour
the white walls of the cemetery came in sight,
and they entered its narrow gateway together.
II believe it is down this alley" said Ellen,
hnmSls grave that lay on either side of their
walk.
"That is it.''
The wooden cross had fallen half way over
the grass covered mound, while sun and rain
had done their best to efface the poor mans
name Ellen, however, was able to decipher
it, and Mr.. Davis raised and replaced the cross
81 do not understand how my aunt can thus
neglect her husbands resting place. He was
the kindest, best of men; and it is strange
ONLY wish It
power to place simple slab over this dear spot
Her eyes filled with tears as his remembrance
came before her; but as she turned away to hide
her grief, she felt her hand clasped in that of
her companion.
"It is now my privilege to adorn this grave"
he said, " for the woman whom he honored
with his name, and whom you still call amt
is-my mother"
This is what he had to tell me-" was the
thought that flashed upon her mind and made
1nDr F,n In ISh In
ton.
She remembered all she had heard of his
mother she recalled all her own experience
with her aunt, and that the two were one and
the same person was bitter, painful thought.
edo you remember our last conversation 2"
he asked.
~ DO: =, This Il is the falfilment of the promise
"Yes. promised you should hear all the
details of that sad story which now threatens
to cloud your own life as well as mine" .e
dence in her clear, brown eyes.
81 have just returned from New York, where
went to see-my mother" His voice faltered
as though ashamed to call her by that name.
al had heard enough from Mrs Brown in
gard to your unc!es wife, to make me fear she
was the person l suspected. questioned her
ever known you, but flung the falsehood in
her face at lastw
90, Mr. Davis. yon ore speaking of your
mother"
the tone but they brought to his mind as
with Mentors stern reprovinE, all the honor
due to that sacred name, still he continued:
"You know told you once had q friend
who had been wrongly dealt with, and that the
wrong doer was one whom should love and
honor. You are that friend; but for her,
swear by the heavens above US, have lost all
love and reverence now"
His excitement was something terrible, and
as he raised his hand to the blue sky arching
over them, drawn by sudden impulse, Ellen
fell upon her knees beside the green turf,
which covered one who had never lost his
claim to her tender veueration.
al envy you % he exclaimed, bitterly. 81
envy You the memory of that good man! You
can be proud of him, you eau love him in
spite of death and separation; while am
BUNDLED to the earth by her who should be
my pride and glory. am ashamed to look an
honest man in the face. am not worthy to
| stand beside you here"
She was still kneeling by the cross, bnt as
| his last words died away, she rose and spoke
to him in her sweetest, gravest tone:
"Tell me all you know about-my aunt. 1t
will relieve your mind to do so, and am not
as great q sufferer you"
"She has robbed you of your Inheritance
and made your lot o hard one. She defies you
to have recourse to law. She has letter in
her possession from your mother, announcing
to your uncle the death of an only child, o lit