The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-12-07

done in her own room. Why would you have
such power Of pride sir, and not let her go |
to tho county asylum n
woman be SILENT" Numbered out the poor |
young man. a. In twenty-four hours my poor |
unfortunate mother will leave your house for |
ever"
Then Kathleen induced her unhappy friend |
to accompany her to the parlor, and, the tea |
equipage being brought in, dstracting the |
attention of Ella, the conversation turned to
other topics.
It was impossible, however, to shake off the
feeling of depression which weighed upon the
Here was one who was the most affectionate
of sons, about, himself, to place under needfal
restraint the most beloved of mothers. By his
side sat a good and lovely girl who, under
more prosperous circumstances, would at once
have united her fate with his, but stern sense
of duty, as we'll as their own present poverty,
forbade their union for time, for they had
each their respective duties to fulfil.
Kathleen was ever ready to sacrifice self
when the good of her neighbor could be Of
fected, still she fully alive to the difficult
ties of the step she had voluntarily under
taken, and che shuddeIed at the thought Of
the journey with psor Ella.
of both aunt and niece, for they knew that on
the return of Kathleen they must both part;
that the offer made by Mrs. Moran must be
shake of filled the mind of Kathleen with o
conviction that she and her beloved Mary
would meet no more on this side the grave,
aud IL was only by @ VlOlonG euOrS 6n0 COul0
force back her tears.
| Poor Ella, too far demented to be aware that
arrangements were being made in which she
had any concern, sat quietly slipping her teal
gible observ alton whilst Darvil and Kathleen
arranged together the matters connected with
the departure to Belgium.
CHAPTER Xxx.
ST. Ju1ien's.s
al think dear Mrs. Darvilps clothes are all
put together now" said Mary, as she placed
| the last article within a small leathern trunk;
"Oh Aunt Katie, how wretched shall be till
/ see you return from this long journey. wish
you had let me take her to Brnges instead.
am sure you are not we'll enough to undertake
| the charge"
helps the willing heart. l could not suffer that
poor young man to undertake this sad Office
l feel it bitterly enough, and Ella is but my
friend-not my mother. As to you, Mary, love,
you are too young to take such charge. l
shall only stay in Bruges one day, and then
retnrn to London by the next boat, and we
will have quiet week together, love, before
husky voice; for you know Mary was all the
world to Kathleen. Little, indeed, did the
former fully realize how she watched and fret
silent night. It would not have been we'll had
SIZE done SO. Mary, poor girl, fancied she had
all the tears to herself, and sometimes felt half
thetc. How little did she know that the
sponge aud cold water were constantly in re-
QUESTION to battle the heavy eyes, which Mary
laid to the constant nervous headaches under
! which Kathleen now suffered more than ever.
| Canada! oh, yes, the day will come, aunt,
we cannot put it off," said the girl, her tears
falling on the lid of the trunk which she was
| now fastening.
"Cheer up, mavourneen, Darvil will make
way, 1 am sure, and then you will come back,
and we will all be happy together" Aud as
Kathleen said this her heart smote her for the
false hope she WAS infusing into Mary for the
eyes of her soul were even then looking for
ward, not to earthly reunions, but to the home
for the patient wayfarer in the kingdom OF
Heaven.
The dreaded evening appointed for the re-
moval of the truly unfortunate Ella had come
can tell the grief but those who have passed
: through the ordealH
Man as he was, Darvil was quite unnerved
How he had prayed that this trial might pass
away, none but God and himself knew. 1t wa.
not to be. The death angel arould not come tt
; strike down the enfeebled, suffering woman
What an exquisite relief would this have been
how would he have hailed its approach.
where are you going to take me, Katie =
, asked poor Ella. -
1--WE are going to stay with some friends
love-" was the reply.
well, will 60 anywhere with you, but no
: with any one else"
And so, in the soft quiet of the evening the!
sailed forth hapless Elias sorrowful doom
! was fixed.
Fortunately the night was calm and tran
, quill, the sea smooth as mirror. Ella, too fa
! goue to observe that they were in a vessel
asked no questions, and was perfectly passive
permitting Kathleen to remove her dress ant
. help her into her berth, whilst she occupied
j, sofa by her side, and, contrary to her expecta
tions, after about an hours incoherent ram
), bling, Ella dropped off into q sound sleep.
Safely arrived in Liverpool on the following
. morning, she then booked through to London
;, accomplishing this half of her journey with
o out much difficulty.
| Not only was there no boat to Ostend for tw
!. days, but Kathleen felt the necessity of q lit
tie quiet rest for herself and her afflicted friend
), and for this purpose she engaged small room
+ at one of the hotels in the neighborheod Of tn
~ station, though she encountered much Difficult
tty in keeping her from rambling about tn
: house.
u Once, when walking up and down leanin
d on Kathleen's arm, she paused suddenly, an
9 exclaimed in a sharp, loud voice:
d Take me home; do not like to stop here
a Take me home, l say"
d Not only would the words of the unfortu
l, nate lady have attracted the attention of an
b person on whose ear they might fall, seem
q that the steamer fast getting clear @
l. Herne Bay, but the suddenness with whic
= she stopped right before gentleman who wa