The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1874-08-02
CAIN, WHAT HAST THOU DONE WITH
THY BROTHER?
BY ERNEST HELLO.

Translated from the Revue On Monde Catholique for
the Catholic World for August
BY way of preface, will relate q true story
given by +. Agathon, priest of the Monastery
of Ruba, and preserved in the Lires Of the
Fathers Of the Desert.
+. Agathon says; " One day descended into
the valley of Ruba to find the holy solitary, +.
Pemeu, as wished to consult him n subject
that weighed heavily upon my mind. We
conversed until late in the evening, and then
he sent me into a cavern to pass the rest of
the night. Now, as it was winter, and the cold
ex IRENE, was nearly frozen. The next morn
ing, when the old man came in to see me, he
asked: How have you passed the night, my
SOM
"'Father,' I answered, L must say, in
TRUTH passed terrible night, on account of
the extraordinary severity of the cold.'
-"tAnd did not feel it at ALL he replied.
| "Thcse words filed me with astonishment
as he was nearly Naked and said { beg Of
you, father, to tell me how that could have
happened ~
'For the reasoH,' he answered, that lion
came and lay down beside me, and kept me
warm. But nevertheless, my dear son, can
beasts 4.N
"'Why do you say so = I asked.
"Because,' he replied. when was
shepherd in our country Owe were both from
Galata), would have saved the life of a
traveller if had accompanied him but did
not chow him that charity. and he was d evoured
by the dogs. Therefore l shall most certainly
meet with similar DEATH -.
"And it really happened he said. For
three years afterwards he was torn to pieces
by wild beasts"
Denr Marie, cease TO think of me; all is
ended / am lost. do not tell you what will
become of me; know nothing myself. only
know that yesterday received the fatal blow,
from which 1 canuot recover.
I had just finished the last picture of which
have often spoke to you-The First
Glance 1t is the portrait of young man, who
awakens and looks around bin, though he
saw everything for the first time.
Some of my friends thought tho picture
splendid, but added that it onld lot sell we'll,
as my name was unknown to the public.
After innumerable attempts, all equally I'M
fortunate, showed it yesterday 20 n very rich
amateur-Baron de Brenne. He examined the
picture, thought it remarkable, and then asked
il ! had often exhibited my pictures.
On my replying in the negative, his express
sion changed. -r,.
al thought" said he :" did not know your
name. You must make yourself known. This
picture has great merit and this sketch also"
he added, throwing rapid glance at my other
picture Just commenced-you know it, Marie
Cain after his crime" but, in fact, You are
not known" he concluded.
"But, sir" l replied, 81 am eudeavoring to
make myself known"
"Well," continued the baron, "you have
talent, that l acknowledge but doubt If it
is the kind of talent that will be- appreciated
by the public. If bought your picture, l
would be asked where found il. AS it stands
there, it has q certain value but if you were
dead, it would be worth a hundred times as
much. and perhaps would soon find purchasers,
possibly myself among the first. You zee /
cant change the world. So it Is with men ;
they will pay the most ridiculous price for !
objects of art whose worth is guaranteed by a
siguature but will not bother themselves to !
talk up unknown talent. J." he added with d
happy SMILE "r recently gave a bundred thou
sand francs for a picture which do not place
above yours but it was Hurillo! am q
modest man, and always side with the ma
jority. The majority is always right, and, for
my part, am not vain enough to think know
more than the entire human race. Make your
self known everything IL In that. Make your
self kroEn; pnt your pictures in The exhibi-