The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1874-11-29

HAS tuib Jay DoIallen you your motnoES Diooo |
shall not have cried in vain for vengeance"
| Again the fearful smile curled Breydeps lip.
Vengeance |" he exclaimed; " how easily you
promise what is not in your power to accom-
plisb. Who can avenge mef Can you your
self and could torrents of French blood refill |
my mothers veinss Can the tyrant's life re- |
deem his victims from the gravel No; they |
are dead,-eone from me forever, my friend |
I will suffer in silence and without complaint. |
There is comfort left for me; we are too
weak, and our foes too mighty" |
Deconinck made no reply to Brey del's lament, |
and seemed to be revolving something weighty
| in his mind. He appeared like one who was
putting violence himself, and controlling
some strong inward feeling. The Dean of the
Butchers regarded him with an inquiring look
deeming that something unusual was at work
within him. Soon the painful expression
passed away from Deconinck's face He rose
slowly from his seat, and in tone of deep
earnestness thus addressed his friend:
"Our foes are too mighty, say you To-
morrow you shall say so no more They have
gained their ends by fraud and treachery, and
have not feared to pour out innocent blood like
water, as though the avenging angel no longer
stood before the throne of the Most High. They
know not that the life of every one of them is
even now in my hands that can break them
in pieces, though God had put His power
! into my hands. They seek their advantage in
deceit, and cruelty, and all evil arts. Well,
! then, their own sword shall pierce them, and
they shall perish by it. have said It'll"
At this moment Deconinck looked like an in
spired prophet denouncing the maledction of
. the Lord upon the crimes and backslidings of
Jerusalem. There was such an authority in
his voice and bearing, as he declared Gods
n Judgments on the foe that Breydel listened to
n him with awe-struck emotion.
n "Wait little" he proceeded az will send
j. for one of these new corners, that may
t. know how it has all happened; but entreat
you, do not let your feelings carry you away
% whatever account he may give. promise you
10 vengeance even beyond what you would your
le self demand, for matters now arrived at
If point at which endurance would be disgrace
n His cheeks gowed with the intensity of hi
indignation. He who was usually 80 calm wal
IN now infamed with fercer passion than Breyde
n himself, though his exterior did not bstray tt
Ill their full extent the feelings which agitatet
x him. He left the tent for a few moments ant
returned with of the lately -arrved crafts
~ men, from whom he demanded full and par
ticular recital of all that had passed in Bruges
as From him they learned the amount of the re
Dit Inducements with which De Chatillon ha
is- arrived, the execution of the seven citizens
I'D and the circumstances attending it, togethe
with all the frightful story of the sacking
be the town.
Breydel, for his part listened to the horribl
til recital dispassionately enough, for all was 6
ore nothing to him after the murder of her VIII
ut, had given him birth but Deconnck's emoto
his sensibly Increased each scene in the hdeo'
not tragedy was unrolled before him. Il was n
len the details of the narrative, however excitir
the as they were, that thus affected him patrio
md ism and love of liberty the two mai
yes Syringe of his soul, and in these all his enc
til, gies were concentrated He fot that Il
our latest moment had arrived for commencing
earnest the work of regeneration; that nome
lily. not be lost, the event of that day won
ard spread terror through the Flemish people, a
INTO utterly subdue their spirit. The necessary
formation obtained, he dismissed the Graf
my man, and sat for some time silent, his he
supported on his hand, while Breydel await
De- impatiertly the result of his cogitatIons.
,ost Suddenly he started from his reverie.
que Friend he exclaimed, sharpen your o.
lille chase SORROWS from your heart! Up; we W
om- break the chains from off our country's necl
axe, "What is it you mean 7" inquired Breydel
his =" Listen I; the husbaudman waits till the CT
all of the morning has driven the caterpillars il
ers. their nest, then he plucks it from the tree,
but his foot upon it, and with stamp of
dis heel brushes the whole brood. Do you und
the stand now Z"
ap- "Apply your parable" replied the butch
ent, " Oh, my friend, q bright CLEAN of hope bre:
they in upon me through my dark despair But
ugh on, go on!"
dent "Well, then, the French tyrants have pre-!
upon our country like noisome insects, &
IDLY like them they shall be crusbed-ay, as thor
sted mountain had fallen upon them, Cheer
upon Master Jan; Judgment is gone forth agai
He them. Your mothers death shall be requi
Sc of with usury, and the blood will shed 81
IN in wash the stain of slavery from the Elem
his name"