The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-03-17

s ases %H'; b the painful duty to lead
sd q. broke the silence by strange, uuezpec
Where !: Doctor Dalton, Ellenf Do 20
t5a emo moer his brave, earnest words on boar
An! she remembered them too WELL.
he told you once to love your adopte
| So".n,"nd wei, to cling to 1t. live for it,
need be-die for 1t. little thought, Their
aear Ellen, that I would be the one to die 8
- give it," murmnred Ellen, "what
dearer TO me than life"
ne caught her to his heart, and whispere,
words of love SO wild and sad that again he
| heart reproached her for coming thus to diver
| MS mind from the awful fate before him.
Ellen, Ellenw he cried nassionately
;twSnld have been we'll for us had the goot
then" eOA' 1""n w 'ne 'o''o'
No. no" she exclaimed, terrified-he
t taisn lar more strong than either her love OF
he es sor rs no! God kept us then ant
cowh. 10 net murmur at His will. There wal
One, you know, who died for you! Can yor
EV Vnsl a. a I'm: In a; return you1-life'"
and beauty of that young, strong life came
shhrging to her mind and the thought of the
onauge 70 come. upon it soon, unnerved her
ana 1 maze her weep again.
lis ta.s neart was pure and noble; his life had
neen unsPotted, although he had gone
cnrough all the temptations of long, sea-
nn;dg lie; and he was ready as child to be
es, Ellen. Talk to mo of that which my
m9ther even never did. Tell me of Him who
T iis above and directs the affairs of this
learn from you SO lovingly"
He knelt again before her, and said mourn
fully:
,xh %i do % not know how to pray. Teach me
She began the Lords Prayer, the most sub
lime and most consoling of all petitions; and
ne repeated it after her as child might do.
once s ra,man you now, Ellen, for making me
no., her, in act at least-and yet-tbe bless
ing has not come. Was it because blindly,
DxSs snsafar that long life BY the
uncertain goodi Now-now, how gladly /
would accept the boom"
+, There was an unassigned, despairiag tone in
n MS voice, that made poor Ellen feel her in
placed as he was. Was there no priest at
nand no grace-inspired spirit who could not.I
only lift lifes burthen up, but lay peace aud
aoniS Ion On the Wltherng suffering soui She
said only showed her own love and sorrow,
without either sanctifying or purifying his
ehe asked him if he knew of any priest, and
gladly learned that one came every day to the
prisoners' room-he had been there to-day
might come again, would always come if sent
she want to see him nowf
:, wen dld Ellen know that whenever human |
SIN and sorrow needed heavenly aid and for
siveness, the minister of Gods love and mercy
was sure to be near.
The Church of Christ, like true and tender
mother, follows her children through all the
Genes OF =: liie-in honor and in shame-in sor-
ow aud in Joy-to the scaffold or the throne.
Ter voice IL ever heard in warning or i'm |
lessing, in tenderness mercifal severity. in |
'inp'ng nnsic to the wandering sheep, or
eace-&ivlng harmony to the tried and victori-
And where was the good Father who came
20 went among the condemned men, speaking
ope or bringing resignation . |
He was even now listening to one mans con
ssion; and through all the experiences of his
ing life, he had never heard q record purer
oSie. than this one: The failings Of his youth
no manhood were rather temptations molly
ssistsd, trials borno unmurmuringly, sorrows
anctified by resignation, sacrifices offered up
, nnion with the Savour's chalice.
When ut last the words of dissolution wer.
and be babe the young man Go
l peace" be could not add, and sin no
ore" for the life behind had shown itself
lliied. Strange, however, that he should
y, with sobbing voice, and q tone almost ,
treating in its earnestness:
" NY son. pray for me! Do not fail to pray
ONeil was the penitent that night; and, as
g confessors voice faltered on his ear. he
severed: NV
" Rather pray for ME, dear father. that T t
L.
at human love may not cloud the vision 4
tn unfolds before me- And now go to them. +
mfort their hearts, father, and Tomorrow ,
VI, tomorrow will be time enough for them :
know of this" =
As the priest went inside the prison build
:, ONeil remained outside, walking to and z
before the door that enclosed so much of {
the suffering and mans injustice. With il
MS folded on his breast. with head uplifted II
thoughts seemed wandering far away from iI
actual scenes around him. !.
Erin aud Ellen 7" at last he said, speaking
'se thoughts aloud. ERIN and Elem y,
in idols of my soul. How We resemble u
III other tonight in your bitterness and d
row." 81
hen, with passionate gesture Of, his hands, I'll
cried: la
Oh, my country my poor, doomed land, n,
not die for thee. / cannot purchase life
&c, joy, for thy poor, bleeding heart, and 6,
love thee WELL" ~
he sentinel beard his voice, but did not CO
ok to him, only now and them as he passed OF
lonely man, lifting up his cap in silent ia
erence, and gazing at him with wondering, eli
nest pity. 81 re
Poor little Elem still soliloquized O,Neil: of
brought ID news to you the very n&bt
reached this new land witnessed your
'iy grief when your cruel aunt deserted
F; told yon the bitter, killing word that FOL
lght US both here together What will Won tha
tomorrow when all is over, mayour- i've
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g bowed his head upon his breost for .