The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-03-03
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from duty and must hurry back TO tue S ut
do you call that an Irish bull OF only "'''
Dudley could only repeat-"Mother m Ia ma
all What blessed news you nave s''A
II hope You viii profit by it Dudley and u, not
mis-, aiken notion of chivalry." .,,o
hand ds yetD "A'' NV
"Ill move for you. What shall 1t be r.
bottle aud pen, and fixing stool in proper po-
sition, he repeated his question:
Dudley closed his eyes, and waiteo io'
Tell her." he then said mournfuliy, that
have always loved her, that l stiil iove f aeo,
but feel no longer have claim upon her an rec
tons. 1t was not to ope.armeu "'"' ~
pliShted her troth, poor girl y s;u,,
goose, but don't expect to hear OF ner oe,ng
throw it all away. Trust me, Dudley; pll
write all you have told mo, and then-ill JUST
| add what you didn't say" ,.,.o ;.,, h;s
friend besides, the vision of Le9nor - pale
cheeks unnerved him, and he felt sort or
childish willingness to aGcede 70 .. etS ';,,'
The evening was we'll advanced when stan
| ton heard the expected roll of the carriage
wheels The letter had been written anu a, lor,
| wnrded. Dudley had had refreshing sleoP
and most nourishing bowl of broth, ana Mas
sitting up, propped by pillows, when his father
| and Jim entered the tent. ,,
| The emacat ted form, sunken eyes, paie plue
checks and armless sleeve, told their story clio.
Gueutly to the fathers heart, but ne 1lu !oe
betray his emotion by word or look. o!asl'" -
both his hands over the hot, trembling one OF
his only son. the patient father said, in a
hearty cheerful voice: "Thank God, William!
Our country has left mo the best half OF my
poor boyw
"Only shabby wreck OF what ne Was
, father"' 1,,,,. .;o-
Never mind-never mind, boy. What sig
failn any
difference in the style of your coats, ana the
girls have decided fancy for armless
sleeves"
"How was Leonora when you left :"
"Not SO well as she mig ht have been, II yon
had written sooner. But this you'll remedy III
o time-in time, my boy" e. :;
i the past, much to do for the coming future"
d "You'll tell me all about it later, William
r Not now. Wait till you get well and s
m bear all these changes And Kate--BlanShe-
f. yourself, father, is it all well with you !" nc
If did not know that the life of one sweet sister
IN had ceased to be aud that the joy OF the othel
As had turned to bitter sorrow.
r. Mr. Dudley thought it best not to tell mn
at present. SO he answered aI;s lightly othes
VA and we have found the kindest friends tina
ever poor exiles were blessed with"
UWhere Is your home 7"
" Gin the neighborhood Of Selma-deep in tn
ts pipey woods. We are not strangers Their
At either, but guests. of the kndest hearted
n. fortune to know. Zach one vies with hi
OF neighbors in attentions to the newcomers IN
or til we feel more ut home than we ever though
he to be, outside of New Orleans-"
n. al am very glad" murmured the invalid.
We eve have q delightful cottage, given us b
at q friend, a noble widow, who Ike ourselye
has given her only boy, her Willie, to hi
no country and his country's cause; jim, here
I'll our cook, coachman, gardner jack f-all-trade
and good at every one OF them
,,-;tl o1,v,pS nm a
:. at his masters compliment and volunteers
u" the remark that all the young ladies out theI
making up iellies , and % o.hi
at Stanton declare that it was rough" on him
"e be obliged to go to the front, W hen such nit
ar things were to be had in the rear; ~
81 "Come with us Clarence" said Mr.. Dude.
!. 'sYou will be of great assistance to William
'e' helping him to dispose of all the nice thing
nd AS far as can judge, there will be danger
M surfeiting our invalid, for already sever;
Az wagon-loads of delicacies have been deposite
-; ut our cottage door"
IN, "Thank you, Mr.. Dudley. but have anothe
"0 kind of game to play-quite Il different NOV
to make. Goodbye, Dudley. Try to get we
Nv, w, soon. that you can learn to hold the pen,
,ae not the sword, with that good left hand O
he yours"
his going back to camp, to dream of the new lii
awaiting him when the time of peace shoul
ly; come; Mr. Dudley, with his son. journeying o
,ss by easy stages TO their piney-woods home.
the While on their way, the father told his so
of all the changes that had preceded thei
lar, removal from New Orleans, and how Colont
re. Owens presence in the city had confirmed hi
ned fears in regard to the latters political course
life. and had Swallowed all Hates hopes and dawI
)es- ing life.
md "Brave sweet Kate" said Willie: 81 though
her patriotism would meet this ial,-that h
re- heart would impose upon itself the create
ing sacrifice woman can make. Clifford, thong
in doubtless sincere, and therefore MIS- suue
f q ings too must be ptied, poor boy"
ery But the staunch old father had no pity +
one who could wrong the South, even
Der thought; and he made no answer to ms son;
aid Then Willie on his part, conhded to ms
Their his own heart-trials, aud how he mad De
y led to believe that Leonora had forgotten Ill
ion or had always been untrtt-.
-, Shame on you, boyw cried the war
70 hearted father. "Did you not know enou
aar of Emma Latrobe to trace all these rumors
80 her door She almost swore that you Il
I I,n nlirhted your troth to her, and showed VIII
S &c rosebud Us proof and trophy. But there
Ga an end now think, to all her schenling;
on u Federal officer with the bluest uniform a
th the precuest nature, has been captivated
INV her charms. She is afraid of remaining an
bo maid, SO for fear the will leave none