The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-09-24

from her trembling, tesIlsss spell I'VE ""
mi:s him sorsly here on board 80, ,,o4her :.
walled Ellen, " who now can comfort her poor
"Hs was 80 generous, kind. devoted 90
:pois the posso1 vim pc
always sweet ana pure a. flowers arc, and who
can tell from what blight Of sin and sorrow no
"Poor boyp murmured Ellen. "A lew
short hours ago he told me we wonid soon DC
home. Alb! he has gone there before US All.
eyes, Ellen. Let this be our trust anu GU"
cit will be q terrible blow for his poor.
widowed mother" said the mate. lou muss
60 and see her. for womsn's symPasny a,S"9
avails at such time, and you can pest comi '
her afflicted heart by your recoiiections Oh , uo
son. How often he spoke to me OF you, Si ~:
Ellen, as his ideal of womanhood, ana o, ME-
determination to make himself Horo ""A''
of your friendship"
she recalled his last kind words, that her smile
was sunshine to him. Alas! no smile coo'o
cheer him now. ..
LET me lead you back to the cabin" SAID q
the Doctor, for the young girl stood as IL
fastened to the spot, looking only at the rip
plng waves beyond .,dsr cS Sesst % sS @ on
20 no! not yet" pleaded Ellen, stu gazing lg
and leavo him there-there, so far away from
| all he loved"
His coarse, heavy shoes were on the deck
beside her, and with trembling hands she
picked them up and laid them tenderiy To-
"Wbat will be done with these - she asked.
at shall have everything belonging to MIN
carefully packed in his trunk, to be delivered
to his mother rs soon ~ the ship Is IN po %
asked. showing the Bible that had fallen from
Georges pocket.
"certainly," replied the mate. %N SS; one has
better right to it than yourself. IA t9 tha Doc.
tor. tenderly. Let us leave this place, 80
fraught with painful memories. He whom
you mourn is far beyond the reach Oh pam ao =.
any feeling of desolation. Your tender watcn,
ing cannot rouse him from his sleep, nor can
lie rests. lie has gone home. We have now
other duties to perform towards our oeau' W.
must pray for him."
ayes, yes," sobbed Ellen. 1 promised him
playfuliy, only little while ago. that wonid
pray for him. All! did not think he ~ouia
Long after Ellen and the Doctor had passed
into the cabin, Mr.. Davis stood on deck
J gazing even as Ellen had done, on the Oeanti-
| full, dancing waters, beneath whose sparkhnS
ripples lay his dear, young friend. 40,
The deck felt lonely and deserted, as the
noble-hearted watcher thought on the cheer.
ful smile that never more woola hsr. that
ever sought the happiness of others before its
own. ,,,.
} boy whom the Captain had reprieved, stand
ing in the place where he had stood, and, like
him. too, Watching the treacherous waters
with such q simple, genuine look OF sorrow on
another mourner, in whose breast were min.
gled gratitude and grief, deplored the untime
" fate of one 80 young and good.
Then came thoughts of that girl'sh, BLACK
robed figure, whose heart was SO true and ten
der; and, as he paced the deck that night
perhaps he too, like DR.. Dalton, dreamed
"of wom.n's steadfast faith, unchanged by grief o
Unshrinkng trusting, loving still. through bitterness
and tears"
!, To he continued.)