The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-06-09
JUVENILE COLUMN.

UNCLE NED's STORY ABOUT THE ANGELS.
Little Agnes had lost her mother. Sh,
had NO one to care for her but servants, 70,
her papa was obliged to be away frou
nome very often, and for weeks at time
Agnes had never been strong, and for this
reason had been INDUCED great deal che
was not naturally very amiable little
siri, ana 90 1t happened that every day she
became more self willed aad ill,tempered,
One morning when her papa was expected
nome, nurse wished to dress her nicely to
meet him but Agnes did not feel like get.
ting up, so she would not let nurse touch
ner. ~ tell you will not, you ugly
!hing J" she called out as nurse lifted her
and stockings. Not satisfied with scream
ing ana Kicking, she pushed her nurse with
| an her strength, and knocked her head
against q bureau, hurting her very much.
| nurse, 6y this time. was very angry with
ner, and wrapping her in little dressing
gown, she pnt her in closet and locked
| the door. There poor Agnes screamed and
stamped her feet and tore her hair, but
nurse did not pay any attention, for she
did not love her as her mother would have
Ioved her, and SO she was not very patient
or loving with her.
1t happened that Agnes papa did not
nurse, talking with the other servants. for
got al about Agnes, who had fallen upon
ehe hoor, quite exhausted by her passion.
Inc closet was dark and close, and Agnes
iiao had no breakfast, so she soon began to
ieel faint, and thought she was going to die.
she closed her.eyes and whispered, cob, if
mamma were here to love me-" The mo.
ments grew into hours, and still Agnes was
In the closet. A friend had come to see tho
nurse, and every thought of the little girl
had passed from her mind. And now, in
deed, Agnes seemed almost dead she had
oreathed the close air over and over again.
and was quite stupefied. But God had not
been praying for her.
WINE she lay there quite qniet, she heard
an at once y, gentle voice calling, "Agnes
Agnes" She opened her eyes, and saw
near her a lovely angel, whose face beamed
with resplendent beauty, and whose eyes
were hlled with the sweet charity of Hea-
ven. The angel folded his wings around
her and said, "Little sister. w6y do Won
dlsplease SO often the good Godf''
Agnes was at first afraid, but it was so
pleasant to be embraced in this way that
she looked up into the face of the angel
and whispered softly, "No one is good to
why, my dear little sister, said the
angel, show can you speak SO Have you
not pleasant home and kind papa
Have you not a beautiful garden to run in,
and many things to play with, and books
to read, and all that you wish to eat and
wear And does not God love you, and
even wish to come in your heart and dwell
VIII ThSS you oa,s put yen Twill viii not be good ."
ly, and Agnes felt sorry that she had
spoken SO. and all her naughty words and
ways came to her mind, and she began to
cry again, but quite gently and quietly
this time. The angel did not speak for
some time. for the tears that Agnes was
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presently he said, "Agues, look up" Ag-
mes opened her eyes, add just before her
stood another angel, but not 60 beautiful
but that Agnes knew who it was.
"Oh, mother! mother !" she exclaimed,
and stretched out her arms towards her.
my dear child" said the angel, "the
good God has let me come to you to COM
fort you, and to beg you to put away your
naughty ways and begood.- Do you know,
dear Agnes, that in Heaven the angels are
beautiful place for you, but it |
cannot be yours if you do not try to gain |
it. All, If you could see how sadly God |
looks down upon You when you do wrong,
! could almost weep, only that the infinite
love and beauty of God make all tears i'm.
possible in heaven"
AS the blessed spirit ceased speaking, q
light more glorious than Agnes had ever
dreamed could be, filed the whole place,
auu AoohIpS up through III, Sne saw thouS-
ands and thousands Of angels moving up
and down, and some of them were prepar-
pg beautiful throne or seat, and over it.
she saw her name, and she heard beautiful
music and many voices singing, and Agnes
little heart was melted, and she cried out,
8 Oh, to be worthy of heaven Z"
The light and the music passed away,
and she was alone with her guardian angel.
8 My little sister, said he, "you think that
God is very good to show you all this, but
nave you ever thought how good He was
20 die for youq That is the greatest of all
owe to die for another. And then, too, He
made you to enjoy heaven. which is place
If such joy and perfect bliss that you can
rot even comprehend, until you get there,
III it's glory and beauty and happiness"
"Oh, l am SO sorry! am SO sorry! :"
aid Agnes; twill you not tell our good
Tod so for me But does He know bow
lard it is for me to be good, and doee He !
now that nurse is cross sometimes Z" I
80 He knows all, little Agnes, and if YOU
'ill try, He will surely help you. But YOU
re very tired; shut your eyes and rest,
nd will sing to you"
Agnes closed her eyes, and the angel
anp these yOrfls n her.