The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-12-24

does Hamlet compare his heart to sea of
trouble" against which the desperate hand 10
often tempted to take up arm" and end It's
",Osr lives are in tho hands of God, Mr..
Davis. He alone has . right to dictate the Pc
besr t them, even a. He gives them either
crow ned with Joy or wrapped in sorroww
"But you! what will You do In the future"
II hope TO continue my care Of Mrs; Brown,
and gradually win her heart from its longipgs
for her son. I believe I am already dear to
her, and this thought makes mo very happy"
Obi how no longed to toll her that she was
heart! But he was penniless and a wanderer,
and his proud nature rebelled ut asking her to
shaee his lot, when his own mother's hand had
made her poorer than himself f. And most
being boarded mp for him, when death should
force il from his mother's keeping. No! He
VA. .o*:c base, 80 contemptiels BE. a. to tel! her
g!aeed, dishonored, both in her eyes and in
1T will add to my shame as well as sorrow,
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aegal steps to recover your Inheritance. If
pea say the word, I will 60 over to Ireland and
bring back proof: Of your relationship to Dem
mis- Noonan. Besides, can testify to your re-
<seGnition BY. your uncle, for your name was
: the dast sound upon his dying lips"
AT ,csnnet, Mr.. Davis, l cannot )! l should
Won birth. Most wiliingiy would take my
uncle's generous wealth, and with 1t, mako my
widowed friesd comfortable for life, If could
do 20 without violating my conscience-It is
not your hapd that should drag your mother
before the Courts of Justice, nor your voice
that should expose her evil -doings- aud yet,
>. ;d,sss q, sOnr help you Sn0" can 90
Yes. He knew it. He had brought her from
her island-ho across the Atlantic; he had
seen and read her uncle's kind letters to her );
81 ~E ftv
with which bis dying lips had greeted her, had
seen the dead mans arms unclasped from round
her neck. Never had nature spoken louder or
in tones more convincing than in those scenes
his memory retained so well.
Without him she could indeed do nothing!
A selfish JOY thrilled his gerry being as he &c
knowledged this. -
"It would make me very happy" she said,
turning her brown eyes entreatingly towards
dim, s!if You would relinquish your generous
wishes in my behalf, not because 1 ask you to
do 30, but because it is right"
He made no answer; for his heart was tor
tured with the struggle between love and
pride.
uncles riches and 1 am living, / will then
claim my Inheritance from you. Let us trust
in Gods providence and leave justice to His
hands till then"
eve may neither of us, live to see that
Then in the grave. we shall have no need
They took the cars. which as Mrs. Brown
had feared, were packed and crowded with
passengers returning home- but Mr.. Davis Oh
eained a seat for Ellen, and found standing
room for himself, outside, with the driver. :
The tide was slow and disagreeable one.
Ellen having plenty of time to recall the bitter
words he bad spoken, and to hope that time
would soothe his wounded feelings, and show
him that the course of duty was the only one
to happiness.
Little did she dream how earnestly he one
day, would thank her for the words she had
spoken in regard to his conduct towards his
mother! =.
The patient mule. though over-burdened,
plodded along slowly, aud the dusk of night
just as slowly descended upon the city and the
many anxious hearts within it.
At last there WAS n sudden sweep in the
road-the car rocked with u strange pluncinr
motion, and then stood still with !, fearful
grating sound. Some one had fallen on the
.tfaek ssset,s- tl.ts platform Sudden
turning in the course! There q rush from
the crowded vehicle, and Ellen rose, pale and
trembling, and followed the other passengers
into the street.
lis he dead Z" SONS one asked as her eyes fell
e. upon the bleeding form of James Davis, lying
pale and motiouless across the iron rails.
"Who 10 it"
Where does he live p"
" Had he any enc with him ~
These were u few of the questions that fell
upon Ellen's cal, although they scarcely reach.
ed her understanding.
his address, nor where his friends could be
found. Mrs. Browns cottage was in sight, and
e. directing the two men, " no had raised him in
their arms, she led the way towards the
, house.
Jim and Aunt Polly were both seated on the
, front steps, enjoying their Sundays rest.
eco for tne Doctor as quickly as possible"
she whispered as she passed them by.
eve must take him to ONeil's room, Mrs.
Brown. He is very much injured and did
not know where he lodged"
Aunt Polly soon had tho sufferer nicely fixed
in be J, while Ellen and the kind widow stood
beside him, bathing his bleeding forehead and
smoothing back his soft, brown hair.
The Doctor was soon brought round by
Jim's earnest message, and the investigation of
the wounded mans condition, made rapidly
and briefly.
One shoulder was dislocated and one leg
badly manglcd. The head was only bruised,
and bleeding from o small cash above the ear.
Much was to be done for his relief, and rs the
Doctor gave his ORDERS Ellen longed for O'Neil,
always SO cheerful. quick and willing.
The Doctor replaced the shoulder, dressed
the bruised limb, gpvelotions for the head and
soothing drops for both mind and body "He
will be all right in n few daysw he said, as he
left the room. Then seeing the widows wist-
fni look and the young girl's anxious face, he
added: