The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-12-31

moon was at 10 3al, and 10 rays strear6sd
into tho roomsas shs drew back the muslin
Thoughts went back ID thst arst night In this
New World, when he, who now lay sick before
her, had led her to her nncle's deathbed. She
and ise-cold hands had been the frst TO bid her
| Welcome.
Then .0s that hat other night xhsn her amt Loft
ask for shelter. 10 wss there, too.
Now, she knew that she had borne up under
ner Bereavement, and felt hopeful in her a6sn-
dopment, because, deep in tho silent recss sss
before one cherished image. The light was
stu burning. All she brew that full well,
but the image must be removed, and the shrine
left neglected.
But j 10y. blessed revelation. thst-shat-"a' but
"How often do we AJAX for crosses, dear
Lord, she whispered, "and yet when Thou
them up!"
piece-the one Mrs Brown had given her-snd
! she moved across tho room towards it, on
| noiseless tiptoes. Standing before it she offer
cd up prayer for strength and resignation;
gazed upon the loving Saviour, the words Of
tho poet cams and Knocked her prayers:A
h.v 3. ne in the s Mds w,ds world
ri Unless from his fondness spr1Dging"
she vas also an humble, faithful Christian.
She knew that God was the dispenser OF sor-
row as well as joy, of pain as we'll rs pleasure.
of thorny crowns Us we'll as rose or laurel
wreaths.
IF Thou, who knowest all things, seest
that this is best, o teach me to give him mp,
and grant that the love lay down may lift
my heart nearer to Theem
"Give me some waterw
/ Twice had she heard the words before, but
the tone now was altered, and she knew before
she reached the bedside that the sick mans
rawlings were over.
what! Is it you, Miss Ellen p
He stretched out both hands, took the tumb.
ler in one, and seized Ellen's hand with the
other:
Watching mel waiting on mel making
yourself pale for me r.
He could only hold her hand and gaze into
her face. But If his eyea when wild with de-
liriun,, had made her thrill. what were hor
emotions now that they were burning with
al did not like to disturb ONeil," she said,
pointing to his stout figure on the lounge-"!
knew he mast be tired, and thought would
let him sleep as long as possible"
my head feel aueerly. Have been talk
HYou have been fsverish and restless; l
trust you will sleep better now.n
She turned to leave the room, for she felt the
as well as free from pain.
He noticed that she did not answer his ques-
ton. and felt tronbled. Had he revealed his
hearts secret Had he offended her by any
what time can it bew .
Nearly three should think, by the moon."
"Good night, them" he said, softly, relin-
gushing her hand. "Goed night. am not
worthy Of your kind care, but my heart is full
of grateful Affection"
He could not trust himself to say more but
his eager eyes followed her across the room and
through the open door.
She was gone. But peace and quietness re-
and motionless, absorbed in sweet thoughts
and delightful visions. He reused himself
once to reach for the tumbler which had been
ness or weakness, as soon as he had caught it,
he let it fall witHe crash upon the floor.
o'Neil sprang up With loud "Hurrah there!
glass and holding it himself to his patients
lips, he said, 81 have had nice nap, q first
rate nap. !, am all ready now for the night,
Mr.. Davis made NO reply; he only smiled ut
the idea of such q lengthy siumber subsiding
"st. Patrick |" exclaimed o'Neil, from the
bureau where he had gone to look at his
watch-"If it isn't almost morning! Four
o'clock! only an hour to daylight Well, I de-
clare you hare had splendid night-a glorious
didn't you old fellowf yon couldn't have
turned over once since laid down there r
~ believe l have been rather restless-"
you had winked your eye-lids. No. indeed
tell you, you are getting well fast. for no sick
man sleeps as soundly as YOU have done to-
night"
He took hold of Davis hnnd, felt his pulse,
found no fever and again declared emphati-
oally that they had both slept well, splendidly,
and no mistake
Davis said nothing Indeed he was so weak
and PROSTATE, now all fever had gene, that he
even felt disinclincd to speak.
oNeil threw OFF his boots and coat, dropped
again upon the lounge, and was very soen
once more unconscious Of actual events.
Ellen went to her room in q state of bewil-
derment, for her patients waking words and
looks had eontrasted strangely with his raw
ings and delirious glances
Accustomed, however, to rely upon Higher
Power than her own, she determined to look
neither back upon the past nor ont into the tu-
ture, but to leave all things to Him.
Before she knelt 70 offer up her evening petit
tions she murmered softly:
"IIl wrong him grieve him by doubling or care
But watch Ger him still With blessing and prayer "
Though Davis looked even worse the next
morning than he had done for days before,
still the Doctor pronounced him better and in
q fair way of soon being again on his feet.