The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-08-22

myself. without being recognized, whether the !
soul of the beautiful princess, whose nano
wished to gain, were like her rare chafms' |
Ny hope has not deceived me, and my conn
dence in your msjesty's grace viii surely %
Justified to the favor of the two innocent sup
plants whom recommend to your mercy"
The queen bowed pleas sanity to the prince.
Eliza, overcome by delighted surprise, cinng
bashfully to her mother. The king reacheo
his hand to the prince aud spoke with light
reproach;
court bad no need of dissimuiation in order 10
call out my Justice. His word alone"
"Sire!" the prince interrupted him. hat-
tered my self that the circumstances Themselves
would speak to the heart of the wisest of kings
more than any word of the undistinguished
man who would consider himself happy if the
ruler whom he SO admires would allow him to
become bis student and belong to his family"
The ambition of the king was so aastered
by these words from descendant Of an Ola
royal family that he, with joyful pride, led the
exnitant Jnlius TO Eliza, with the words, Ny
prince. your BRIDE" Turning toward the bar
under the protection of the queen. / will not
have seen you, but q woman who consPfres
against me will not endure in my kingdom.
Go back. An amount sufficient to meet your
expenses shall show that do not allow private
vengeance to work against you-I cannot DO
more"
AWAY from the home - cried Frau Won Albo
orrowfufly; "no, no, never! Be mercitoi,
your majesty! / have never plotted against
you. The mothers heart commanded itself
have never cursed you. The calumniation of
into bauishment, and still have never cursed
you. Therefore show mercy. Do not keep an
old woman in doubt. by daughter found her
grave in the waves. l cannot seek 1t ont to
die on il. The grave-mound of my son is in
this land. I cannot leave it again. Keep the
gift of your graciousness, sire! Keep the pro-
perry that was uDjustly taken from us. Take
my life. Take the last treasure, the legacy OF
| my son only let me finish my days here where
was born" In the outburst of feeling the
| baroness had pulled letter from her bosom,
king. A few withered forget-men ots, sPrin-
| killed. with drops of blood, fell ont on the floor.
The king and queen stood trembling, and o
ssnctissima! !" sounded anew, blessing and en-
treating, through tho silent grove.
"Whence these wonderfully enhancing tones
of home 2" asked the king quickly:
"Cremstos daughters it is." answered
Albo's sister vas Cremsto's wife and, shortly
before his death, persisted on o pleasure excur-
sion near the coast. Grief for her loss hasten
ed his death, and his family, to whom your
| for o homo in their fatherland. Shall they
| pray in vain Z"
"Cremato the husband of Your daughter r.
asked the king, astonished. Riddles multi
ply"
I'm our humiliation aud poverty in foreign
land the strange man found us" answered the
lady. Less love than the warmest tn ankful-
ness which we owed gave him my daughter.
God bless the noble man"
"God bless him - said Julius quickly. che
was nobler than even his family knew. l was
his student. To me he disclosed himself. His
conscience had compelled him to discover that
plot. His feelings tortured him when he dis
covered that Albo's innocent family had
through calumniaton, become entaugled in
the terrible affair. Unable to disarm the anger
of the insulted monarch, he sought untiringly
the bel pless family found them and compelled
himself TO take the yoke OF marriage in ordeI
N,h aon fkA r0ta rnfF hN1a rh he hA1
} undesi gnedly and unknowingly driven into
ruin. The noble man kept his relations secret
from the king, and left his court after he had
proved that his hatred against the name o.
Albo was ineradicsble. The king had neyel
} discovered that Cremato was his countryman
On his deathbed he eonfided to me bis family
and that picture which have never seen. On
which finished after Cremsto's plan, and hai
; exhibited, attracted the notice of the lori
chamberlain. and brought me here moro quick
", Cremato's remembrance; that fatherlaut
{ song that CKemato had taught his children
3 the sight of this worthy matron, of the nobi
j, queen, and your angel daughters entreasiee
shall finally move the heart of the king an
if see rightly, if these be really tears whic
D fill the eyes of the most nobIe-hearted mons arch
then has my plan succeeded, and this nigh
j, makes three happy
. The king IVES silent, struggling with hi
= emotion. ALI eyes were fixed on him.
e Take mp the Auwers," said be- Their
: deeply moved. to Albo's mother: " am nc
? able to give You anything more precious, eve
{ have lost. Albo's, Cremato's mother, be gree
ed! Forget as forget. The few days tbs
& remain TO you shall be peaceful, and you
!, granddaughter shall be my care"
Most noble kiugr cried Julius, and fell o
f his breast. Wife and daughter embraced hin
Tine baroness folded her hands and prayed
d " Oh! see, my Albo, how he redeems the past
= Ga! forgive him, the repeutaut, as 1 forgiv
E himw
il As the king freed himself from this eu brac
e, two beautiful maideus lay at his fset ar
> moistened his hands with their tears. The
were Crematos daughters. o sanctissma
n be sighed, and softly left the room to hide b
% tears.
l. The monarch kept his word, and peace reg
a ed IN his kingdom. But Cremato's picture
~ ventured MOTTO look upon, and for long yea
- it stood locked behind that curtain. Tbe ba
;r oneSs had long since slept in her grave, al
her grsnd-daugtters were happy mothers /
:. | their own tTesides.
A host of blooming grandchildEeu-Eliza
y and Sopsia's sous-hAd made the king himse
y ! 4 grandfather. Then death came rnoa y;