The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-07-30

Now, that is the way people talk" replied
Of committing matrimony!T - Wv
Indeed, you wrong, persisted Sam.
Mr.; Mcdonald came in just then, and was
Conversation.
You have not made up your mind to visit,
our city yet" he said to Sam.
mot sss IL 1e iRsnd S 1siow
as you call him."
@Ah' ha j yellow fever, oh ~ said Mr.. Nc
i Donaid, oh he wouldn't trouble you' he
II think might have gone out there but for
II assure you we don't think yellow fever as
dangerous as many other diseases that you
have here and elsewhere" replied Mr.. McDon-
and attendance that the patient receives" said
Mrs. Mcdonald.
Certainly" said Maevain7
care if you are sick" said Mrs Mcdonald,
" and, although I am not much skilled in
medicines, I am sure we would help you
through fight with the saffron gentleman"
II will think it over" replied Sam.
After an hour or two passed thus in friendly
conversation they parted. Mr.. Mcdonald had
aokIoTiedged Sans kindness to Mary 1y
do more, but Sam positively refused to accept
the favor, threatening, If the subject was again
referred to, he would be very much i iIs
turning citizens and strang gers to New Orleans
Cecelia's first business on her return home
was to purchase, in her own name, lot OF
ground, with q small cottage on it, which,
with the furniture she bought, took up nearly
one half of her reserve fund. Felix had a no.
ton of cabinet-making, repairing furniture
money to start a shop in that line; before doing
so. however, she required of him marriage age
contract acknowledging the RECEIPT OF the
settled in her new home when Mr.. Macourty
| called on her and congratulated her on her
happy union: .u,;o, -on +oo,. from mo he
said, lyon are welcome to. Had you come to
| me and told your determination to marry,
| would have done better by you; but, as you
| chose to help yourself shall accept the bar
| gain as it stands"
Finding, herself detected, Cecilia made no
effort to deny the charge, but thanked him for
| his kindness and invited him to call often.
| The neighbors were now satisfied. The
! question of the match between Felix and
Cecilia was settled, and they had very little
| further to say about them, and when they did
| talk, they found match in Cecilia, who W as
able to hold her own with the best gossip OF
| them all.
CHAPTER XXX1v.
All Saints Day, one of the greatest holy days
of the years calander in the Catholic city OF
New Orleans, dawned cold aud cloudless on the
city, bringing to thousands of hearts and
homes sorrowful memories of the loved and
lost, and the whole city. as if with one accord,
came forth to visit the Cities of the Dead
and express their deep regrets and cherished
loves for the silent sleepers, resting there
from the cares and troubles of this changing
world.
To the stranger who chances to be within
the Crescent City it is strange, solemn, yet
pleasing sight, to see the unanimity of feeling
amongst her citizens that prompts them thus
to visit the homes of the dead, decorating the
places where their friends repose, and treating
with reverence the humblest grave, whose oc-
cupant, long since forgotten perhaps with no
, friends left to tell his virtues, is now
numbered With the long list Of NJ tpo
: ! circle, thoroughly enlists the hearts and
sympathies of the people as this. the first day
: of November, known in the Church as ALI
Saints Day.
> Business is almost entirely suspended, the
clerks, even of the most exacting employers, are
allowed an hour two, and the streets are
thronged from morning to night by crowds of
people of both sexes, of all ages conditions
aud nativites, going to and fro between the
In the depot of the Carrollton Railroad there
< was fruit stand, kept by young Italian,
" then almost a stranger in the city. One end of
his counter was cleared up, white cloth with
= | q neatly fringed border was spread over it, on
!, which lay bunch of rare and beautiful flow
- ers, and u long, tapering candle was burning
:. beside it,
+ "What does this mean ?" inquired passer-
y by of the young man.
% For my mother, SIR" the Italian reverently
l. replied, g cannot visit her grave, for she
!, rests in my native country, yet l can
L remember her here"
What touching and beautiful tribute to the
memory of his mother!- Thousands of miles
q separated him from the soil that held her
y, cherished form; the deep ocean rolled between
s. them he was a stranger in q strange land
e friendless and alone, yet his heart full OF
d the memory of the past and, although he
If might not decorate the little green mound, he
a could not forget her affection and care. In his
10 far distant native land her body reposes, but
d the spirit of that mother hovers in eternal love
/, over the path of her affectiouate son.
n In all the cemeteries, Protestant well as
l. Catholic, Odd Fellows, Masonic and Fremen's,
q the graves were decorated, the menentoes,
y consisting of every ornament that love and de-.
d votedness could suggest. The tombs were
It newly whitewashed, the ratings enclosing
e those buried in mother earth" were repaint-
It ed, the slabs and head boards were washed OF
|, newly vanished, fresh sods were laid and
:, choice flowers planted around the sacred
r. places.
G On the tombs and graves were placed bou-
II quets of the rarest and most fragrant flowers.
J. the funeral wreath, evergreens in crosses and
wreaths inlDlorteiies flowers in vases, statuettes
y representing faith, hope and charity, and an
e ipnnmerable number of miscellaneous orna-
II ments. Everywhere the living were to be seen
: coming with their offerings or already arrived,
a in the most appropriate and TASTE