The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1875-09-19
asfoIng star and Catholic Messenger.
- Is srNpAY, sEPTEMBER 70 1875.
JUVENILE COLUMN.
ALICE FOSTER.

4 In have no money to spend OF 20 save.
livery true, my dear; bat IL VIII nelp
|yn,.v' wv, and know that you must spend 1t
lnaUinSiy. to distinguish between economy
and avarice. ,;,,tp p.ssiop
..s;ch may not, fear, be at all oeyoha
VIZ reach even as girl; and that you
yoai Isan close watch for it in yourself,
u'iyI tell YOU the story of my friend, Ailce
Tnater Alice was the eldest of i've beau
.;S,S GIRLS. the daughters of Judge Foster.
Tbeir father was honored for MS learning
/ strict sense of justice, and nigh posLtion'
,atbsr than for his wealth. HE daughters,
ssrefoTa, foupd themselves in the midst OF
w. societv. without the means TO rlVai
sS.;r compapions in the expenslveness oi
ths;r dress. The only way TO make goou
the lack of money was to nave 'nuusS.y
and taste. Alice had both ahd 10 hei
ouick eve, nimble fingers ana rea" .nttai
tiion her Younger sisters were lnoeoIeo
.bs;r charming toilettes. Her own
Stn,a of dress was exquisite; ana never
s,,re sDS the requirements of blondes and 0ran-
sttes more perfectly met than IN inc i've I'VE
s,asutifnl daughters of Judge Foster. lhe
fJ1ssses of the young ladies were always
LTD TO the occasion aud, though in
1 a~nensiye. the adorDments were always
| rrssh- There was something really admir-
ohia in all this. 1t was, in fact, wonder
To every bedy to no one perhaps, more go
than to the Judge himself. sometimes ne
,.onld touch with the very tip of his fore
Snoer the edge of some dainty fall of lace
or GAME trimming, as if he expected it to
| melt like frost, under his hand then, with
a comical look through his spectacles,
vonId ask "Where does all this hnery
come from 7" And just as often as he dld
this. his wife would reply by tapping play
i fnlly the head of skilful Alice.
GSeason after season flew by. There
were summer vacations and winter festlVl-
+;es, There were picnics by land and ex-
cnrsions by sea. There was the shore and
the beach one time and the brilliant Assem-
hIv another. But never did the genius OF
Alice fail TO produce the desired effect
She was an artist with her scissors ana her
| needJe. A rustic hat, with its wreath OF
Wild vinee. or bunch of dropping grass,
came as naturally from her hands as the
elaborate frills for an evening party.
elbow innocent all this seemed ana ) ct
Tho yatchful eve of the mother bad noticed
a change in the mind of her daughter. Mrs.
Foater was a woman of elegant taste, ooth
in literature and in art. From her, Aice
Inherited the nice perceptions that rendered
her so skilful in the matters of the tolette
but TO how different an end had they Oeen
devoted To Mrs. Fosters keen disap-
nointment. she found that Alice was fast los
inc all her love for reading, all her Int rest
in the drawing and painting which she hao
practised with so much success as school-
girl. But this was not the only change
that Mrs Foster saw in her daughter, nol
was it the one which she saw with the
greatest pain for Alice was growing more
+ and more careless about her religious du'
ties. She would, any Saturday, put on hel
confession, in order to put the hnlshine
touches to a hat or dress. Ihe SUNDAY
toilette. although always beautifully dec
corous, had engrossed Alice's thoughtE
more than the preparations for attending G
with suitable dispositions at the Holy Sac
rifice of the Mass, or even for receiving
Holy Communion.
"What was to be donef Gentle expos
tulatious were at first used by Mrs. Eos
ter ; and those were followed by earnes
and very affectionate T. monstrances.
"tIndeed, Alice said her mother-atter
long talk over q suit, finished late one Sat
urday evening-indeed, my dear child, yol
must guard yourself against an undue re
gard fer dress.'
"tWhy, mamma! My dress is Ger
tainly very simple neither snowy nor e1'
L pensive.'
"T know, know, my daughter 6u
your heart is set upon it. l would ratnel
land this is saying a great deal, Ance' To-
youknow how much admire taste in dress)
Twould actually rather see your riobon'
less perfectly matched and know tina
| your soul was we'll prepared to receive ou
Blessed Lord on Easter Sunday morning
Here it is the last of Lent and your head
full of ideas ABOUT nVe loVeiy h1Is W "
ready by Easter Sunday. Are you quit
certain that Holy Week will be spent il
the spirit of the holy seasonF
"'What dear little pious fidget is m;
beautiful mamma = exclaimed Alice, wit
one of her wittiest smiles. DO you reall!
want me to be a devotee, and wear-Ees
yes Spanish naantilla during Hol y Week
Nothing could be more appropriated
"'My dear Alice" said her mother en-
treatingly think what you are saying
"Tndeed 1 am thinking; and the NOR
think the more 1 am charmed with tn
idea of a Spanish custumeP and off sh
fitted, humming Spanish air.
Mrs. Foster sighed heavily. 1t wa
useless to speak to the Judge-who ga!
in all this only harmless proof of lady
natural love of dress. alice is alway
smiable,' he said is really too charmln
to be scoldedn and with this praise OF nj
favorite daughter, turned to his 6r'ets an
his cases.
"DurinR the last week of Lent the wind