The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-02-25

him, be had fitted every link IN the chain OF
evidence W hich would establish Ellen identity.
All her letters to her npcle through 30 many
yenrs all that precious bundle of loving words
from him, which Ellen suspected her aunt of
| taxing from her trnnk, even the certhcate OF her
birth. the notice of her mother's death--ony Sis
ter ofDennis Noonan'-the last word Of all from
her announcing her departure on board the
N9Ethumberand-his own good ship!
advice was that nothing could or ought to be
done while the war lasted for in case Of Ell.
lens having refused to stake the oath" aud
use the queer phraseology Of the invaders-she
might be despoiled of all her Inheritance by
| that glorious Government" whics waged war
against women and children in it's own poem
not know what action Ellen had taken, If any,
ne felt he could take no steps until he had
seen her and, therefore, this should be MS
wonld start southwark. His heart kindled
within him at the thought of all the good he
could now do in return for Mrs. Browns kind
g! wonder what the dear old lady is doing
tonight )" he said aloud, pictnring the cosy
little sitting-room, made home-like by her
presence and heaven-like by Ellen's smile.
% :. Aud oNeil, whole souled, true hearted
! fellow-does he ever think of me'"
"And Ellen, mine" Here his thoughts were
looked around upon the lonely, comfortless
room; and who can tell how beautiful it
seemed, how richly filed with fairy visions
called up by tho magic of hertname! -5 -
Poor fellow! Had he known that Mrs.
Brown, the humble-hearted, Christian lady,
that night occupied prison cell. his
heart would have throbbed with Indignation,
He could not know that O'Neil was lonely as
himself, nor that Ellen's life was sad and sun
less.
But he conld plan pleasant surprises for all
three. He could enjoy the proud satisfaction
of restoring to Ellen all her rights, making
this tardy act of justice free gift on his part,
| if he should find the law indisposed or slow in
action-yes, he conld gire it ali back now but
be preferred that the hand of law should do
| the deed, so as to leave her free of the of
obligation to any one.
He would do wonderful things for O'Neil ''if
he will let me-" was his mental amendment.
" And III raise monument to Mr.. Noonan's
| memory, as enduring as my love for his orphan
niece, and as beautiful as her own pure life"
In such dreams these the evening wore
| away even Aunt Polly's dark visage coming
| before his mild all radiant with gratitude at
| the many pleasant things his hand had done
| for her old age.
How differently passed the same evening
| with O'Neil! No bright visions gided his flu
unbounded, and he too could plan kind deeds
to be done for Others even if his own life was
disappointed of it's brightest hopes.
How little did either know what the future
held within Its unrecordcd pages
CHAPTER NXXIII.
Bad I1dings Again.
What a pleasant coming home was that of
Mrs. Brown! Long before day, Aunt Polly
was up and about, Frightening the house and
giving to almost everything within it home
like, welcome look. Then, she of course
finished all her work before the allotted time,
she sat down in her mistress room and had
hearty cry.
Ellen met OSeil at early mass, and together
they went from the sacred editice to the dismal |
Parish Prison. O'Neil had everything in readi- |
ness, even to the comfortable close carriage, in |
I, ~
lens shoulders and weep her silent, grateful |
tears.
But when he led her into her own home, |
welcoming her back with cheerful noble, words, |
his reward came at last. Laying her arms |
around his neck, and nesting her aged face |
against his own, the dear old lady murmured:
God bless you, o'Neil, for all You have done |
for me-!ny heart goes out towards you as to a |
son, precious. noble son ~
And Ellen taking one of his hands in hers, |
raised it to her lips-"Noble, kind, unseltish |
always good too bless you from nv grateful |
heart, dear O'Neil."
Aunt Polly hurried forward with omen arms |
to greet her mistress, taking her aHectionately |
figure to see if marks of suffering and long III
prisonnent were there-then meeting the |
same gentle, indnlsent look, she dropped upon !
nyr kneeT rtpea tin H or rather bssnnins to
t" her relief, and all her sorrow all her ioy |
were poured out in their abundant flow
Mrs brown laid her hand kindly on her SER
now, Polly. We will spend the balance of our
days together, peacefully and hopefully / |
trust
Who'd a thonsht dat men, even if .icy is |
ann"c1. could be so cruel. But thank de |
Lord, Mis-, it is, indeed, all over now" And |
rising mp chccred and hopeful, the old servant
her mistress bonnet. carried OFT all |
her little bundles and baskets, and soon invited
her /" breakfast where fresh rolls, fragrant
tea and drwy figs told eloqucntiy of Aunt
PoLys early rising and thoughtful care.
Il l,.,Sr i,,
for the poor widows mind could not .rr.>n .n
suddenly The blissful realization that She was !
safe at horne once more. Oit,u shr would .
Hnrst into tears ut the recollection of the bit
ter past, ard. for luany nights she could not /
sleep unless Ellcu's aruls were f.ldci! round !
her Ihr veCy quiet OF her dear homo was new Z
ana. s'I"u -. and SNo would often start in .cr
sleep al H' " AROUND her, tcrgil,d and cXprr- !
tGut. "Au' she would say, Ellen suothrI /
ant r1m."gtvl har, Il Thought | hcurI those
had snru swearing. Sometimes fancy ;iI..rr
is stra' 90 nri~r, ait ny door /
How !ittle Thought the thousands " ho read
the notice IL one "t the daily laPcrs--thc "uly |
one hat dared to say even this my1cl.-"IVc
are glad 10 announce that Mrs Brown, SEN
fenced 10 imprsonmcnt." etc, 'has at length
been reicaSea'-huw little did they realiZe The