The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1873-03-09


hnence is good. and all the love you command
D here is your safety" Mrs. Brewer spoke bold
r ly, and quite with the spirit of heroism. She
!, Brewer stood at the cd door : "The lover wants
! to smoke in the park in the moonlight. "Some
Information just to direct his thoughts, you
!, stop his mouth with kiss.
Papa, am SO happy. I won't, because
sans t,Is plar to to leave everything love best in
, must give Erskne some kind of an answer.
The poor fellow is really very much in earnest.
Come and see him." "No, WON'T" said Mary,
uttered the words. But Mary was thinking
that there was great contrast between the
geniaI 6enevolence that she had come to, and
the Indsscribable something which was not
benevolence in which she had lived ever since
her mother had become Catholic. Mr..
Brewer almost started. "I mean, papa, that
before can find ont whether am not always
going to love you best of all mankind. Don't
yon think you could send Horace off to Scot
Ia, land again immediatelyf "Bless the child
Think of the letters that have passed-you
read them or knew of them 7" " "Hne,o of
tin1In tnem & sa,d Mary nodding her head confden-
and asked him herew "Yes, know that"
And you new tell me to send him awayl My
dear dear !" exclaimed Mr.; Brewer, looking appeal
Ersklne that Mary really would like to be left
quiet for awhile. Say SO now; and tomorrow
n fan fan his going soon and returning
cold and lie in bed, can't :" said Mary. But
now they ceased talking, and heard Horace |
out of hs door to the portioo
eigar-and 1 could hate smoking, conidn't
IT, Mother and Father now scolded the saucy
chiid, and condemned her to solitude and sleep.
head out of the open window, and gazed across
the spreading park, peaceful in its far
seretching nat; Just roug ghened in places by the
Iern that had begun to get brown under the
hot sun; and then she listened to the sound Of
the wind that came up in earnest whispers
from the woody corners and the far-of forests
Oh OAK The sound and fell like waves !
and the silence between those low ontnonr
solemnity. i'A
Do the whispering woods praise him. and
are their prayers. in the tall treesH She was
inll of fancies that night. But the words
rather Daniels had said to her seemed to her
TO- TO come or again on the night breeze, and then
though she tried to forget, and tried to keep
ner mind at peace, the spirit within would rise
from is rest, aud say that she had left an at
mosphere OF evil speaking and uncharitable-
ness that malice and harsh Judgment had
been hard at work, and all to poison home and
to win her from it. :
And while she was trying to still these trou
bllngs of the mind, Mr.. Brewer, by her mothers
side, was reading for the first time Mrs Ers-
kine's letter, which Father Daiels had return 1
very improper letter, think Mary is q very ,
extraordinary girl not to have been preiudiced .
against me: ! shall always feel grateful to her.
a nd as to this letter, which call a very main
tul letter, don't you think we had better burn
t" And 80, by the assistance of a lighted
taper, MIR. Brev ver cleared that evil thing out
Of his path forever.
Eleanor" said Lady Greystock " how love-
= tnls evening is. The moon is full, and how .
glorious! Shall we drive by roundabout way
@ Blagden James," speaking to the man
who occupied the seat behind, chow far is it Y
,nt OF our way if We go throu gh the drive in
Park. hx,4 ~. |
Lodge into the Blagden Turnpikein ~ at will
% two miles further, nay lady. But the road 81
; I've very & good, and the carriage will very
Then we will CO." So on getting to the bot T
ON OF the street in which Mrs. Morier lived. i
lady Greystocll took the road to Beremouth
ma the ponies seemed to enjoy the change and A
ne whole world, except the three who were
'assing so pleasantly through a portion of it.
eemea enn p 10 sleep beneath the face of the great
rave look of watching on its face. y
Isn't 1T glorious Isn't it grand, this great
xpanse and this perfect calm isAh, there goes
! Dat; and droning beetle the wing lust Il
aakes one know what silence are passing
hrongh. How pure tho air foels. Oh, what :
,nlessinsS u we have in lfe-how many more r
ven,ugs often. Do yon, Eleanor7'
Yes, Lady Greystock." But Eleanor spoke
q very calm, bnsiness-like, convinced sort of
manner, not the least infected by the tears of
enderness and tho poetical feeling that Lady 9.
'reys had betrayed. -'
Les, Lazy Greystock. And when in great
loments-" Great moments!" l like that" = =
aid th;6Il CLAUDIA of "When have those thoughts, {
r,ofoundly struck by the goodness of God, -,
'ho endowed the great interest of my life with Fl
o powerful an attraction for ME. must have
ither M liked or disliked you. 1 am so glad to
" Eleanor, wish you would tell me the story
your life" They had passed through the H.
odge gates now, and were driving through r.
Ter Park. "You were not always what
~ on will know it one day." said Eleanor.
oftly; "Ob, see how the moon comes ont T.
rom behind the great feecy cloud; Just in D.
lme to light us as pass through the shad- B.;
ws W which these grand oaks cast What lines ~
silver . light lie on the road before us It is R.
treat to be out in such place on such a
1gat tSat as as this, this. Stay stop, Lady Greystock H
Lady GreystOck pulled up suddenly, and a. a.
.analng full in the moonlight, on the turf at "t
le side OF the carriage, was o tall, strong NJ
l! uilt man. He took off his cap with respect Wss
II ar, and said, Il beg pardon. did not in
snd i1 TO stop you. But if you will allow me / ~
III ASK your servant a question:" He addressed b
luy Hreystock, and did not seem to look at D.
leahoT' though she was nearest to him. Flea T.