The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-01-21

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TIE Omen-
servants was left about the house, except our
old friend Jim, who had really como to SEQ the
true, 4hst s3sry oSber dsrisy in New Orleans
was fres. wEiiS no1hine could tempt him from
his old homo and ~ Kind inmates.
TIC uuiversAlityok his genius amazed Mrs.
Dudley when ahe saw him assume the duties
satisfaction in each capacity. His master do
clared there was moro peace and order in the
were continually putting themselves in each
others way.
But II Mr.. Dudley found comfort and rest
within his homo, there were annoyanoes
AM oh int hAv md In rr,ff7 ia hoa
Every day some new and unexpected Insult
was heaped upon the people Of the city, u.til
bearanco had been reached and that there
could be nothing moro in the way Of humilia-
tien to lay upon them. II was . strange feel
inR. too--that with which ho left his house
- loved iunatss ssain Tor already were the
forts and the eustomhonse, which had been
oisisscs whose only crime vas being true to
the cause they deemed 90 holy. Ono Of his
most Intimate friends, . grey-haired man, re-
.psetsd for hi. talsnts and virtues. had been
he had written the obituary. of q lifelong
friend who had given up his life on tho plains
of Manassas.
honest gains of many long years beyond the
reach Of their rapacieus hands. Still another
was toiling, with he&vy :" ball and chain," on
the burnin sands Of Ship i:sod for ;hsving
the soyeregnIstato of Louisiana" while too
many were sent to prison merely that their
nold. silver, Jewels oven their household plate |
might be moro easily secured and appro pri- |
ated.
One morning he met, only few PAGES from
his door, q fiDe-looking Federal officer, who
stretched ont both hands to greet him, with o
radiant look of joy upon his face.
ME-. Dudley stopped, looked at the individual
dignation as he recognized Clifford Owen In |
one of his country's oppressors.
al was hurrying round to see you, father"
exclaimed Clifford, but this 10 pleasant, to |
meet you here. Will you not shake hands
with one you used to call your son Z"
No, sir p Numbered the old gentleman, his |
blood boiling at the very thought. God for
bid I should touch in friendship the hand of |
one who oomes-to burn our houses and to rob |
our peoplep
His trembling hands were thrust behind his |
back, and Mr.. Dudley turned and went his I
way.
Colonel Owen. stood for several moments
gazing after him, while o perfect storm of con-
Trajectory passions swept through his soul.
Ais pride was deeply wounded and yet his
aanact for Mr. Dndiey wan no treat that he