The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-11-23
tFrom the Philadelphia Catholic Recordl
LONE IN TIL { W o R L D
OR,
THE CROSS BEFORE THE CROWN.
(Continued.)
CHAPTER Y.
Hare They a Clue ?

It was o calm still evening, early in Septem,
sber the closing-in of day unusually hot and
long for quiet ramble, when the drawing-inn
of evening and the pleasant hour of sunset
shall lure us from our homes.
state Of unusual excitement, for the lady OF
the mansion has but now given birth 10 son.
and the event has filled the village with lGy.
MIRA Forester looked at her infant with .
bow" she said, with sad SMILE" 1t is well
but alas he will never make up 20 me y9I sps
Yet, to outward appearance, there Is nothing
astir at the great house )" its customary air
avs ge ano is The soass sD Of the
grew luxuriantly around was just beginningto
wear the tint of approaching autumn, the
despite the heat of q long Summer, was as
Green az an emerald and for few moments q
solitary stranger paused on his way 10 me ne
Drinoipal entrance, in order to gaze, rapt IN
admiration, at the scene before him.
The September moon, in all her radiance,
had risen, aud flooded with Its goloen silVery
light every spot around. ,
The garden had been recently wntered, and
the earth, with its rich wealth OF ouds ana
blossoms, sent up delicious perfume On 'he
Beds Of geraniums, of every gorgeous hue
; mingled with the pale blossom OF the heilot,
rome and the quaint stone terrace, which ran
round two sides of the house, was lined with
pots of towering plants. No sound met the
ear for some time, save the falling drops OF .
M.
marble basin beueatb. Suddenly young
woman emerged from the house, and mak,nt
way across the lawn. d'sapPsarea to ~ Iitt,,
distance the quaint old spre OF the xillag'
church might be seen, and very few minutes
later tile Joy bells pealed forth merry STRAIN
The stranger was proceeding to the house
when he encountered on his way the sam
maid whom he had secn hastcnlng across tn
lawn only q few minutes before, ana accostln
her, he inquired if Mr.. Forester was at home
"He is" was the reply, but certain, l an
he will see no one tonight. Inc lacy OF Ast
leigh Thorpe has just presented him with
son. and he entertans two or three lntma'
friends, and will i'll like to be disturbed tt
morning" ,,uoo,-o
bedi have Just travelled from London,
see Mr.. Forester on business OF importance
am both tired and hungry, and need rest al
You will meet with both ut the Gold'
Fleece" replied the damsel, lit Is quite Clio
too The landlord, n cousin of mine own,
the way is au honest fellow, who Will gl
You the best his house affords; but, on secol
thoughts, sir, you had better follow me, as y
eay YOUR errand s on important business, al
will try and if can get speech Oh
Squire with you" ~
"Hand him this card" said the stranger,
think that will be sufficient" and drawn
QUO from his case, he placed it in her hand
upon 1t was engraved, MT. hughes, PrlI
seller and engraver, Regent Street, Londol
few moments only elapsed after her {
parturo ere she reappeared and made him
sign to follow her, and leading the way, 3
-
Ella had sat on the night on which she b
stolen the child. -
The Squire seemed to have grown prem
turely old. His formerly rudy, pleasant IA
was deeply lined and the chestnut hair OF t.
Years since was thickly striped with gri
There was slight tTemOr too and II hT MHGF
take seat and alluded to having received
letter from him q few days before
IL have it with me, air." said Mr.. Hugh
preparing to unfaston the paper from pict'
he had bought with him, on which he beh,
Mr.. Forresteris eyes fixed with an irresisti
impulse ont of his power to control.
K moment more and the cord winch CO
fined it was loosened, and there lay before
ewes of Squire Forester, the exact Tese
blance, portrayed by her own hang, OF tne
man whose strange infatuation had broue
80 whitening blight upon his house
He stood Tor a moment speechless' Vheh
countenance lighted up, and he said
"Of course, Mr.. Hughes, You know Wit
this unfortunate lady resides understa
from your communications, that che is in
habit of selling her paintings to you"
Unfortunately, do not know her where
bouts, sir. The lady is a widow, and gave
to understand that she had but small inoon