The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-02-04

sscrsmentsf Grace hs1 sfalIss q M soal iks 4
the dew upon the 6oveg1 pnf1tyipEs prtn&tnH 4
peace sh:SdinE he.issss N. ann 81
because, tc-night the one hsd been RAISED in
Wsii aid az Dadiey feel, 3 he walked IN Gods
presence that solemn night, that only becSuse
the had done his duty ~ Z Christian could he
hops that hs would a,so ao = s. ds9s strife
was long and force; but at last came the nign,S;
and with it rest for many and victory for All
electric wires flash the news TO every Southern
home, bringing to many the thunderholt OF
sorrow, to others tho lightninG-thrill Of joy.
her Who had known the height and, depth OF
| mother-woe, besought her tnternsesion In her
own great agony Of suapenss and apprehen-
Implore Thy Son. oh Virgin Mother to
The answer eanae. She know her prayer
bands footsteps as no hurried to nor room. she
| rose to meet him, and as sho glanced at the
| brief dispatch which he could only point to,
but Is doing WE'LL" all her gratitude and fear |
arose in one glad cry, ".Thank God it is no
| worse!"
| had been his mark of honor" that he envied
| Dudley's greater fame. The young student,
however. was glad of this opportunity to as
sist his friend, for as he was disabled for active
duty, he constituted himself Dudiey's chief
nurse. cook and entertainer. Recalling tho
| parting he had witnessed between Dudley and
to the latter, he felt pang of generous regret
| that he had escaped 30 we'll, while Dudley lay
MANNED and helpless. ~
/ "Strong, stout arm !" he thought, "you will
never again befriend the needy or defend the
! helpless! Laid away with hundred others as
sacrifices on your country's altar, you shall
nnosher Blow S,as for liberty warm
. hand! Never to feel again the pressure Of
! friend OF the timid touch of one beloved, You
sDl1 erans sHat You may hold we'll and
. securely tie land you helped to saver
! These were Stantons reveries as be watched
|. bitter was tho thought and terrible the blow
i that kept him PROSTATE on his pallet. What
was he now but MANNED and helpless man, .
. poor. pitiable cpipple, burden to himself and
all who once had loved him
. He held Leenora blameless now: for in his
= blindness. in not foreseeing this and leaving
q = her uufsttered by single word of promise.
: He would never bind her life to his, mover clog
!. her youth with his helplessness, never darker
= her bright future with tho shadow of his past.
: She was free now-not because she had willed
;. it, but because Fate had decresd it. He could
= give her up without a murmur.
:. But ,cas there no pang-no heart ache
g His groans, caused by mental anguish, not
h by Physical pain, brought Stanton to his side.
!. Paulsen's wonderful blind-fold games, and, a.
~ he drew near the bed, he made the very irrev
.sa erent remark:
"IKings pawn twow
o. ct Is only one now" answered Dudley
70 smiling grimly at his nurse and lifting up hi
=, Stanton knew his own weakness his absence
of mind had been laughed at SO often that nov
N he laughed at it himself as he endeavored t.
!. \"You are covered with glory, Dudley; dnb
b s bed with badge Of honor for life starred
as yet able to play chess, that best of all battles
as and yst-and yet you groan. old fellow-actu
a. ally groan over your most enviable condition:
- gentle sisters. A day might come when the,
!. should need all his strength, when there nigh
a. be NO other help for them to lean on. Anothe
~ /" Look at young Martin-both legs gone
"A Noble Croley, with both hands left on the eld
q. Gen. Nichols. the young and brave-one arm
~ and leg off. Why, Dudley no wound could b
No at once SO distinguished and little of an in
NJ convenience your own. What would yo
81 cay to two eyes ont now. to q broken back, o
- worse still, to q disgraced namef"
- "Who, who disgraced himselff Tell m
al something about all oaT boys, Stanton, for
80 hardly know who lives or who have died"
at "Well, you know Willie Bizzell has left on
IA mess for ever"
a. a Dudley's eyes grew moist as he heard thi
OF sad announcement, and he muttered half aloud
ed widow Tell me, Stanton, how did he dief"
n "Well, I'll tell You all -ahont him, Dudley
ia Only lie quiet while l speak. for see you
IT. cheeks are growing red and your eyes are burr
nv ing now and You know, old fellow, if feve
sets in. you, too, may soon be numbered anon
re our honored dead"
he Tho last words he spoke reverently, and the
gh began:
ce "Poor Bizzell! you know he was but n boy
a mere college STRIPPING, the only child of hi
mt mother, and in consideration for her fears an
M, his extreme youth, Capt. Il always tried t
to keep him out of danger. But he was as brav
as the oldest among u.s. and far more patriotic
nd His proud young spirit rebelled against sue
of kindness, and on the morning of the fight, b
Ter begged and obtained permission to exchang
posts with ono of the gunuers. All that day
his saw him carrying ammunition from the caiso
an to the gun, cheering the men as he passed
Ter waving his cap the shots from our side bega
ad to tell, and bearing himself all the time like
hero. The long day at last was over-the viz
ter tory nearly won, aud Bzzel ceased from b
me dauntless labor. He was no longer in the from
no longer exposed to danger, and the boys
ng what might be. Capt L stood near, an
Of We knew by his bright, proud smile that
IN was more than pleased with Bizzell. 'Ho
liz glad your mother .wonld be if she only kne,,