The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1877-05-27

man in his senses who considers the subjec
could, after ten minutes sober thought, eve
contemplate uniting any of these two contra
dietions No, no. Miss Neville; look into tn
there Is Mother consistency, harmony no
beauty in your dream but shat the moDste
you would create would be moro dlspropor
tionste, more heterogeneous, more hideous T.
behold than any fablsd cbimera Of antiquity
must ask you to forgive me if I speak intem
Iiperately. Under any case it would be hard t.
estate Numbering as many Catholics as yourl
the words, am not Roman Catholic;' bu
from your mothers child, from the lips Of &
child Of the Church baptised into her bosom
| for such at least you are-those words are more
than can bear. Alas for mixed marriages
God Is my witness, 1 would compass heaven
and earth to prevent onew
| He spoke passionately, but the next moment
checked himself, and continued in Rubdued
| voice:
"Once more I am transgressing; but once
more I say, forgive me. 1t is difficult to say
| no more than one ought and would upon q
| subject upon which one feels as deeply as do
EYES," said Maude, "for Peace is o goddess
although you have tried hard to disenohant
me, where disenchautment would be q great
source of sorrow to me, You have spoken, feel,
with good intention, and thank you very
mucb."
At that moment Mr.. Neville entered the
room, and q few minutes later the luncheon
bell resounded through the house. OF course
the doctor was invited to remain, and told
Harry so many comicaf stories of his school
boy days that Maude soon forgot his at
teDpts at disenchentment, while Fanny, in
spite of her headache, could do nothing but
laugh.
After luncheon there was q great deal of
hurrying to ard fro, packing and cording, and
at four O'Clock the old servants were again
tress depart.
But not for long," whispered Maude, as she
wrung tho housekeeper's hand through the
carriage window; not for long, only few
roll of che wheels, though what she had heard
was all.su fficient to send Mrs. Barton smiling
back mp the old gray steps Then, of course,
the great doors were once more shut and
barred, and the window-shutters once more
closed. And yet, somehow, the old house SEEM
ed no longer TO look desolate and forlorn.
as he sauntered round it, and watched his gar
deners lay out the fresh beds and re- gravel the
drive. Not for long" said glad voices in the
servants hall, as they talked over the grand
promised them in the month of October, when
NJ Miss Neville would be of age. mot for long,"
echoed the doctor, as in the village he sncoun.
tered q certain bumptious, ugly-looking man
taking his way down it's single street, aud
peeriDg as he went with hawk-like eyes into
cabins and desolate gsrdens-"not
for long"
CHAPTER XVI.
Although Aunt Barbara always assured her
friends that the resources she possessed in her
self were such as to render her Independent of
society, there had been o very dreary look on
her face when she had seen the carriage drive
away without her on st. P4trick's eve. Very
dismal, too, was the evening she passed after
" ards, all alone in the large rambling rooms
Tor Harry, by no means desirous of a tete-a-tete
with his relative, disappeared with the rest,
and spent the evening in Joseph's pantry, like
the Gear Peter, studying boat building, thou OH
On smaller scale than the imperial artisan
The next morning saw Miss Barbara seated to
q solitary breakfast, more dull and doleful
than she cared to confess, even to herself Pre-
sently, to her great relief, the postman's ring
heard, and a smile stole over her coupten.
ance as Its echoes resounded through the silent
honse, which deepened into q grin of satisfac- |
andwriting of9the Rev. David Giles. She |
opened it, and great was her delight when she |
read that the reverend gentlemen purposed
Do zee again trespassing on his " kind friend and |
brother in the Lord, Mr.. Neville, for fsw
lays, and would arrive that day about noopn
After q few minutes sreat in quiet self
congratnlation, during which SIZE munched her
Soast with very happy twinkle in her hard
gray eyes, Aunt Barbara rang the bell, and de-
sired that the housemad might be sent to her.
IN the appearance Of that individual in any
tnlng but the best of humors (for Miss Barbara
y as universally disliked among the servants)
'he ordered a fire to be lighted in the best bed
'oom, very substantial luncheon to be pre-
pared, with sundry other creature comforts for
herself, sailed forth to communicate the good
idlngs to one or two kindred spirits in the
lelg borhood. AS each aud ell were stauuch
tdmirers of Mr. Giles, it may well be imagined
hey had great deal to say about him and it
' as therefore nearly twelve O'clock when Miss
5arbara paid the last of her intended calls at
he house of an old maiden lady residing about
mile below Bsllycross It is not our inten-
ion to give in ertenso the mutual Fluctuations
# the two venerable spinsters over their un-
expected happiness. nor to describe the avidity
With which they looked forward to the q sweet
epas" they intended to make on the words of
he coming divine. Suffice it to say, they dis
ussed him corporally and spiritually, inside
nd out, from the crown of his dear head to
he soles of his sweet feet. The very Scriptures
we're rifed to describe him. He had the " elo-
uenoe of Paul J" the az sal of Peter" the "valor
f Gideon" His obesity was dignifed as fine
'roportions, his vulgarity as Wit, his pugnaci,y v
g enthusiasm and zsal. They gloried in the
on ndness of his views, extolled the pow er of
rs lungs, reveled in his antics, pftied his
heumatics. His very squint was irresistible
ot7
SO much, in fact, did they fnd to say about
heir dear BROTHER" that when Miss B irbara
ooked at her watch she found that he had Ger
alDly arrived maAntime. and nluSt ha AFT hat