The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-12-21

gnt the power Of speech returned, and words
Of inguify fsli thick and fast on the cars of tho
To ono only ooald the hest, in the arss In
".The lady's name.was Darvil."
There 10 some strange mystery to be cleared !
Yes; quite . scholar AZ we'll as an artist. |
is unbounded; he denies himself DOM:
mon ,. necessaries 80 that this poor lady shall
own especial use. She win mes srenble him
long she 10 very near her end"
Great Heavensi Am too later
as 1t possible that you ore acquainted with
our poor patient, MonsiourT
The question was not replied to, for the priest
nervonsly grasped Q small miniature painting
OF woman some thirty years Of age; ii way
the the companion . portrait Of one Of Ella herself,
Of Losisa Graham to Squire Forester: 4
~ hold in my hand the portrait Of my mo.
~ sne %as IL a.
Thorpe. / have now the clue to the unravcl-
ling Of terrible mystery which wrecked the
feel asaf the discovery were too much for me
shall recover in few moments; !" and, as he
! spoke, the English priest (Herbert Forrester)
sank upon o chair, and covering his face with
| his hands, appeared if he was gaiaing
strength to proceed.
AT length he continued
~ consider that, by direct interposition of
Providence, 10Y steps have been guided hither
this day. ffeel convinced that the Mrs. Oar.
vii, whose productions lie before me here" and
house, f" is no other than my unhappy unit,
Ella Graham, and that she may be tho same
insane person who, in the guardianship of .
stesmer in which came from london some
months since. Shortly after the birth of my
elder brother, my aunt Ella, whose intellect
suddenly loft my fathers house, taxing With
her, surreptitiously, the infant, scarce a year
old; and from that sad day neither Ella or the
her after that most mysterious disappearance.
But this young man whom you call her son-a
startling fear takes possession Of me-is he in
deed her SOM must see him. or correspond
with him before the night closes in. Is he in.
with his address,"
"My dear Herbert, try and be O little calmer.
How little thoaght when we knocked up an
| acquain tance last year, in Paris, that should
have any hand in clearing up family ro-
| to tho one room in which Edward Darvil (for
by that name alone I know him) lives. He
| rents o room in q house in the .Quai des Au-
gustines, and has !atterly picked up g living,
partly between painting and in making trans
lations. copying manuscripts, and any other
work that may fail in his way. But how do
You purpose to prosecute your inquiries This
acquaintance of mine certainly considers HIM
self Mrs Darvirs aon. Again. the lady is
known 90 Mira. Darvil, not as Miss Graham"
lady may have married."
+, "That does not alter Monsieur's view of the
ease,"said the other Bslgian priest, in answer
| also, that people who are deranged are un-
! commonly cunning. Here was baby stolen
| from its parents would she not have been
artful enough to change her name to avoid do
| teotion May I ask what was the fancied
reason for stealing the childf Was it done out
| of revengef"
"Quite the contrary. My unhappy aunt
was extravagantly fond CT the baby. doubt
! If, in her strange hallucinations, she did not
believe the child her own"
"Well, my friend, time presses" said tho
Canon, looking at his watch; " IL you wish to
sleep quietly 70 night, 1 think we had best go
in search of Darvil at once"
FAREWELL then, for the present. said Her
bert, shaking hands with his host, II shall
visit you again in two days, and shall hope
then to see the LADY EhO have no doubt
The two scarcely spoke, as with rapid steps
they wend s sheiE T1y to the abode OF Walter.
The sun waa just setting, and its golden
light played on t6e waters Sshioh aowsd be-
tween the houses on either side Of the Quay,
their spotIeso clean windows and .WEite our .
tains.
"That lie the house," said tho Canon, point
ing to ono of those across the Q lay, the lover
portion of which was, with usany Others, AL
lotted to the carrying on of some light bnkl-
ness, and. II l dHHnoS mistak-, there is
Darvil hims"lf sitting us the open window"
Herbert could not reply. lilo plnced bis band
on his heart; chokiug sensation seized his
throat. Mt the thonght that the long-lost
brother WAS at last found.
The two priests now stand before the open
portal, ami together thoy ascend three long
fiRhta Of stairs. The Canos led the way. aud,
with the familiarity of u friend, exclaimed, on
opening 10 door "a the top flight
:" An Dawn. nre You enjoying breath of
air this hot eveningf i am glad you are OF
h""'' tor have brought an English friend OF
MIN {" seo You"
Walter roso, aud pushing back q mass of
rich hair from his temples, courteously vol
A1ninU fr;n . I,
Canon Van der Weyer hos troubled you to
como long way up TO see poor artist in tho
garrett which is the only dwelling fortune so
often assisns to his GLASS;"
At that moment n flood of golden light
streamed into the room, and Herbert gazod
upon features which were the very counter
part of those of his deceased father. Tho like
ness struck him forcibly that he could not |
fer moment venture to speak, At length he |
said, in COOL deliberate tone of voice
reason OF my own has brought me
hither. Me Mr."
Daryl" interrupted the Canon.
Dtrvil, yea, Mr.. Darvil I forgot the name |
Ynn have - III other at St, Jnlien'a ForDi va !