The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1871-04-09

How have you been I" asked Macvain, ad-
dressing Cecilia.
"pve been bully, never was sick in my life" I"
"You live in Brooklynf" he said after a
short pause.
ing Of distrust returning, she added, 81 live
- Oh! E; you doe; said Maovain, thinking that
he had gained ono point, " what part of Will
1.-TWO squares from the Kings County
HOTEL" she replied.
MacVain did not want to question her too
closely, lest he should anger or frigbten her
and, therefore, after short time he withdrew,
followed by Sellwell.
"That's some of New York under ground"
said sellwell, as they stood on the corner of the
street.
"a disorderly crowd" replied Macvain, "and
That's so," replied Sam, glaneing at his
" Good night" replied Maovain, and they
separated.
CHAPTER Y.
Soon after Macvan left the saloon, Cecilia
remembered her engagement with her friends
at Sanderbund's and took her departure also.
The room was in the same order, or disorder,
as when she occupied it before. The few ar
ticles that she had disposed of TO Sanderbund
had been rented to the other occupants of tho
room. The old table was we'll covered with
dishes for the evenings entertainment, oysters
in several styles, beefsteak, a chicken salad,
with an abundance of bread, claret wine and
draught ale, being the principal attractions,
to which was added, later in the evening, a
large bowl of smoking hot whiskey punch
The company consisted of Cecela's old friends,
room, aud Betsy and Jake, who came up from
their room on the next floor. When all were
seated at the table, Cecilia invited them to
make merry and help themselves, request
W a rrnpaada1 N ~ m
ther ceremony.
"I'm glad to see you back, Ceely." said Jake,
with his mouth full.
q" You're eatin' as if you were," said Betsy,
contemptuously.
"Come, Betsy" replied Cecilia, "let him
eat, that's what want him to do and you too"
Nelly inquired, as she emptied her glass.
Z" don't know yet" replied Cecilia, "but
s'pose I'll sell something and gouge what
can"
eff had money" said Jake, after deep
drink of the ale, Z" I'd go South"
"What would you do South 7" inquired
"Doi I'd beg, or sing, or peddle something"
"pve heard say" said Sally, that folks whot
went down to Mobile, Charleston or New Or
leans did mighty WE'LL
That's sop exclaimid Jake, "why, know
a feller that went South last winter and come
back with over five hundred dollars"
This was new idea to Cecilia. She had
where five hundred dollars could be made in a
single season, seemed to her like fable.
Which is the best place to go tot" she
asked.
"They are all good" replied Jake, "but I
expect New Orleans is about the best. Dick
said it was the liveliest place."
The conversation became general and en-
braced such variety of subjects as they were
conversant with, amongst which the theatre
circus and negro minstrels were the most
prominent After they had all satisfied their
fbo oh r,1o Iof
them, and, as in the most aristocratic assem-
blages, the fun grew fast and furious. They
told stories, related jokes and sang songs,
laughed, shouted, and finally Jake danced q
break down for them.
Jake, how much does it cost to go to New
Orleans !" asked Cecilia, when the noise sub
sided o little.
depends on how you CO." replied Jake. "If
you manage right, you can sponge your way
nearly all through, and if you pay it will
cost-well, may be eighty or o hundred dol
"What do you know about it 2" said Betsy,
who had been taking literally of the whiskey
punch.
"I know, 'cos Dick told me" said Jake, "and
you better hold your jaw, you had"
Oh! yes," replied Betsy, between cry and
storm of rage, "get up quarrel now, you're
always pickin at me, always finding fault"
Hush up now," said Jake, you're drunk
cam II Am 1 2" cried Betsy, "drunk as usu-
al, hey Who earns the money-say how much
nave you maue CneSe Blk WeekSE WHO palU Olu
Sunderland the rent last month, yes and this
one tooi"
care you going to stop ?" cried Jake, seizing
a chair.
"No, l amt" replied the girl.
"Won't you 7" sad he, raising the chair
over his head, when Cecilia stepped in be-
| tween them.
Not here jake" she said firmly.
Not here" he repeated, surprised at the in
terrupton.
"No, and if was Betsy, nowhere elsc.n
"What would you do ?" he inquired with Q
sueer.
"Pd break your head or stab you; you never
would strike another woman, that's certain !
replied Cecilia, her eyes flashing with anger
"Wen, you and amt got no quarrel" ht