The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-12-17
flor tho Morning Star and Catholic Messenger.
ELLEN FITZGERALD
"a NOVEL;
Rsvoreutly Dedicated TO tho Memory Of RICHARD
DALTON WILLIAM, the lrish Exile and Poet,
p. ELDER.
CCoptinuedJ
CHAPTER XIX.
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CHAPTER XIX.
Pictures
Mrs. Browns boarder was o most delightful
acquisition to her little family, for 1t was no
Less o person than the generous-hcarted O'Nei!,
who had been dolly installed in the spare bed.
room. He was 90 grateful to the widow for
having accepted him "a lodger, for having
given Kim the comforts, nay, more. the feeling
continual obligations, and did everything In
1his power to show how thankful he was. Be-
Dides liberal monthly allowance. be con
deiioacies and additional comforts. He filled
the coal house with the best of Pittsburg, and
= the .larder with tho freshest buckwheat and
golden sy5up me was and haa never
known what it wes to have home, and his
warm. Irish heart placed no limits to it's kind
Wns1 zen no sd Tns Ss Say
tended TO his dilapidated wardrobe and darned
several pairs Of we'll ventilated socks, his
gratitude was boundless, and brought tears to
the poor widows eyes by tho warmth of its
Ellen had been appointed to al t,, vacancy
in the high school OF the -Distrlct, the
tiate Miss Emma Lntrobe into tho mysteries
of Algebra, but which ONeil, as q director,
had obtained for herself
Both Mrs Brow n and Ellen had every reason
to feel grateful to the young man for his inter-
est in them, and to realize that, dark as tho
clouds of life sometimes are there is always
sunshine waiting to css aa snf9nsh the
O,Neil was partner in one OF the largest
stationery stores in the city, but being most
neat and methodicnl, his hours OF business
were not allowed to encroach upon those he
had set apart for rest or study He therefore
spent his evenings at home; but most OF them
were passed in his own room, where midnight
often surprised him still porting over HE
books.
said Mrs. Brown, rs she watched Ellen light
1&1 had ant hnnN hat
morning. al think it would please him to see
the beautiful pictures on that porcelain shade
Tonight. What is that one next to you,
Ellen Z"
"a wayside cross, with an orphan girl rest
ing at its -foot.-Her- hands are clasped in
prayer, but her whole attitude speaks of entire
trust in God"
An orphan girl! How do you make it
out. Ellen Z" asked the good widow, coming
to her little table and gazing earnestly at the
exquisite pictures whose delicate details in
light and shade, we're more perfect than those
of the finest painting,
Don't you see the little bundle by her side'
Don't yon read her orphanhood and desolation
in those tender eyes, looking out so timidly
upon the futuref She is leaving her native
land, she is going away from her girlhood's
home: but before she says q last farewell to
all the memories of her youth, she kneels be-
fore the old familiar cross, and takes its sweet
lessons to her heart"
Il wonder where o'Nen found this shade!
1t fits the lamp SO perfectly that it certainly
one like it in any of the stores"
:. sent to New York for it, Mrs. Brown"
said oNeil who entering the room, mad quiet
ly-joined the group beside the table Tine
lamp and shade were ordered together, and !
am so glad you like pictures. How beautiful
they nre by this clear light"
He turned the shade slowly round, until
each of the six pictures bad been seen and adj
mired.
This is amusing" he said, pointing to a
representation of u sleeping maiden, who,
with her feet to the tire and her days work
done, had dropped asleep in u large easy chair.
Her lover has entered unheard, and is on the
point of stealing q half-hidden letter from the
bosom of his unconscious mistress.
AZ don't like the suspicion implied by the
action :" said Ellen. HE Is not worthy of
womans love, who, when be has won it, can
not believe in it's entire and unchanging deyo-
ton"
"Ah! Miss Ellen, all hearts are not like
yours; but see what q beautiful idea We have
here of confidence and mutual affection"
"sWith the Tide is certainly the name of this.
How calmly the boat floats down Ike stream,
and what "a sense OF peace and ho ssGSssy ling
relinquished the oars and now clasp each other
in n fervid fond embrace"
Tide,' said Mrs. Brown, turning to the next
design. "Yea-storms have arisen, the waters
are Running high and rough, the breeze and
sunshine and songe of birds have given place
But his face 10 luminous with hope and
courage while she sits with calm and happy
love-iight in her eyes, and prayer upon her
parted lips-You have been turning them the
wrong way" continued Ellen, gently revers-
ing the order, and dwelling again with glisten-
ing eyes upon the scene of peace and calm Sc
curity. =.
Here is o sad one," said the widow, SO
very sad one :" and sitter looking at 1t mo-
ment, che turned away and resumed her seat
leaving Ellen and O'Neil together before the
lamp.
1t was q morning scene, cold and cbeerless.
In the back ground could be seen an epcamp..
ment of tents and artillery, while the sentinel
awaited the morning reveille. In the fore
ground-en plot of dewy grass, knelt young
and handsome soldier, his eyes unbound, his
hands unfettered, while before him, in dread
silence, stood the twelve companions awaiting |
but given sigualto aim the glittering weap- |