The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-11-14

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He stood moment. regarding her with nm
grief in his look, then went over
to the lounge, knelt down before 1t, ana
gathered her hungrily to his.broad breast, say
ing, in q voice that Bmote the air with its
sharpness of bitter anguish
80, cruel state to which condemned you,
my o'cn child God forgive me-God above
forgive mew
The wondering llttle waif stared in amaze
ment no words could paint.
'CruleP' she cried "you crule! Lord, yer
don't know what crule isl"
think the untutored language, and the
rude voice. must have been like two'edgeo
sword in bis heart, INJECTING deeper wo1na
than anything else could have done at that
moment.
"God knows" he answered, looking with
pity he conld never have expressed on the
wreck of childhood's heritage of charms ano
Joy, "hor we'll 1 knew what cruel was, and
you, poor little one, are the living work OF my
'Unoe I. cried Eva, tears ia her voice.
EYES, Blossom. come here. This little SUI
fefing, beaten, starved waif is my own nesn
and blood ;" he here took her from her resting
| stead "you think am kind and good, but IL
is who have starved her, and beaten her, ana
made her suffer-!
prised and denying emphasis.
Eyes" he went on sadly,r"I had only one
Child darling daughter, the child OF her l
| loved better than my life, and since whose
early death life has been but waiting to find
her again. Aud this child did not marry as
| wished SO l cast her off. God knows repent
ed soon enough, but she gone, aud too
proud to let me know of her whereabouts.
sought her out ia vain. was-am-rlch De
yond your most extravaganza dream OF wealth.,
but put aside the dread gift, and all its out
ward appurtenauces, making every one, even
my own family, believe that it was lost, and
vowed never to use it till found her, or some
child of hers. My dear, l have. haunted the
places where the wretched live in hope of gain
ing some clue to her, and to-day, intent upon
this aim. Divine Providence guided me to this
child. A daisy mark on her neck. to which
faith full Peggy drew my attention, the same as
one upon her mothers, filled me with hope and
fear. 1 went ont to make inquiries, and this
moment hold in my possession papers estab.
J she is an orphan, and her mother, alike beyond
the power of human love or human vindictive'
, nessp
"Poor nnclew softly fell from the girls lips
"what can l say to comfort you! owe my
} happy life to you, and now, in your sorrow, j
, cannot say a word to do You good"
3 mot So" and he drew her close to the child
nesting to his heart, ST find comfort in yonl
very presence, my Blossom. / took you to fill
her vacant place, and to-day only see in you
the that truly s it, al
? this wropged and worn-out creature, as yor
= have filled it for me. Learn to be woman
Q my sweet, in giving a/tender woman.s care g
Q which no wealth can buy, to her who lived II
squalor and crime, lille gold laid hidden In
: bank, to be set free at her touch who cam'
4 and begged to stay in the yard by day, and III
= when the proudest seminary in the land nigh
d have been proud to own the privilege OF edu
t eating herl My God, how insufficient ar
human jud gments! HOW lar tney Iall snor1
o their own ends!'
is sUncie," said Eva, IT promise will be al
h You wish to her, and striving to care for he
y poor little life, make my own better"
n Right, my sweet dearriep bending down t
!, the silent child, leaning heavily, 80 heavil
rs and motioulessly against his heart; do 20
); understand, you are my ot0n child your mothe
l. She put thin arm around his neck, but sh
! only said: in a half unconscious tone "Aama a
It "Dear~ cried the old mau, in alarm VIVA
IL do you say7 Are you dreamngT ,
r, But she sat up wildly gesticulating' u
as "The cat-a cornered onep she cried "Gab
We go away! oh, Jake, come back, please, please
" Zb-biz-p
of 1t was fever, unmistakable; the day ha
ed been too much for the street Arab the wo
ay derful mind had deserted its tottering thron
ed despair ~ deserve this"
up There was depth of woe in the tone tn
at the young girl kept in her heart tor many
'm sad day afterwards. She complied with b
lie, peggy" said he, in broken voice, ct
,se daisy mark told the true story Peggy man
3 rs it me darling Miss Norie's child 8
by is~ ,. D.,u,
ed He was stopped by the wild action of t
by woman, who threw herself down before t
We fevered form, kissing the hands, the feet, t
hem of the little dress, weapipg all the tin
ed the rrepressible weeping of joy. The lit
ice one muttered and moaned, and called
of Jake!
I'd, Saints above Us, sir! what's on the pc
W. girli It's the fever 1t isl"
n q "And it will end the wornout life, fe
Ten Peggy You alone know how well deser
Of q this$
en-
a "wbat do you thinkw said Mrs. Rose
Mrs. Lily over the paradisacal garden hedG
the "our fears are verified. There is fever" a
as she pointed her pink-tipped finger in the
Oh, rection Of the prescribed cottage.
BILE 1t was such pretty shudder pervaded
the Lily's slender and graceful figure But it {
not be reproduced on paper, which is pt
nee for it made all the meaning of her answ
his which was only
life You don't say"
'Yes, 1 do say it emphatically;" at ei
word the royal voice rose half note high
till, at the last, it actually lost itself in a
ain tude, and being lost, went on an exploring
eet, ploring expedition for breath. II have it Fl
lty, the best authority questioned the doctor