The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1877-01-28

degrees an Undesirable smile shaped itself
upon her conference; her bosom sUelled !;
Der head SGT itself erect upon her delicate
neck her eyes sParkled vita 3 new light :;
she lifted both her hands aloft, and, IN . low
bot thrilling tone, exclaimed
And she made notion with her arms
through the air, rs though seeking to clutch
with her hands the infnits space itself.
rspt out of herself. till her eyes had wandered
over and enjoyed every object that was within
their reach. Then gradually her seif-con-
sciousness returned. Her head sank again
slowly upon her breast, the old sadness chased
the smile from her countenance; again sue
bent her eyes upon the ground and her
thong hts pom her sad lot.
AgsIn a little while. and she proceeded
her way along the footpath, dreaniiy musing
as che went. Bat suddenly, as she turned an
| angle of the plantation, cry OF astouishment
"Bartr she exclaimed and even he it was
that stood parslyzed with surprise before
her.
The fr-t I'm preston OF this unexpected meet
ing called up a emile of heavens own bliss
upon the countenauce of each bnt glance
| At enc another suffi ced in moment to cloud
it over with an expression of sadness aud
even alright. Without spanking, they both
bowed their heads and wept bitterly. Bart
was the first raise bis eyes again and TO
fl I'D his voice for an expression OF sorIoE and
cobdple
" Cecilia, poor girl, how thin and pale you
are!'
u, i
the maiden sobbed o1t still without looking
-"I.p exclaimed the young man, desperately
"whac does that uatterf But you, Cecilia,
that are goodness ard kIndnees itself. aogel
here upon earth,-that you should have to
suffer SO, that you SHOULD die, ike poor
dumb lamb, under that false villains hands!
Il makes Ely hood boil to thtDk OF it, God
be NE -cifal 10 me, or sball surely one day
crush that veuoiuous beasts head But that
burile, Cecilia here are yon going tof
'Tlcy'va turned ne of DOORS she
sighed, with a fsesh horst of tears:
'T.rned you ont 81 C"urs" exclaimed Bart.
with indignation aDd wrath upon Ills couute-
nance.
H1t this first impulse was soon gone by, and
gradually tie expression of his conference
chan ged into ono Of growing satisfaction, and
even pleasure. I'LL at last, beginning to see
Clearly into the matter, he exclaimed, with
transport
"Torned GU oct of doors! What! tor good
and AL 7"
"Aud you weep, Ceciiiaf" he cried What!
you've been months long sitting mourning in
gloomy prison, you've been a. the mercy of Il
Tailor that has beaten you and tormented yon
TO death aud, just as We were both in des
pair, there seemed no escape for Us but the
church. ard, God gives you your liberty again
you're free-and you weep over it Oh, see,
see how l take t"
And he threw himself on his knees upon the
gronnd, lifted his hands aloft to heaven, and,
with voice of one inspired, exclaimed
oh thanks, for this thy merclful kindness ~
Here his voice failed him; but he still re-
manned on his knees and uiurmured on an in
audible bat doubtless stili intenser thanks
giving.
AS for Cecilia, che gazed npon him at once
in surprise and admiration. Foe he was really
sight for admiration as he knelt there, his
mild sonl show wing forth upon his counteuance,
bis glistening eyes raised mp tc God ! SO in
tense WAS the expression of thankfulness to
heaven that beemed upon his features. that
1 ,l,,r into I, ira
got for moment her own circumstances
while Instructive feeling OF gtaduess sunk
into her bosom.
And now, rising from his knees, Bart instent-
ly perceived the changed expression of Cecilia's
com teuance; no smile, but something of that
inefable serenity which tells at once of peace
of Mid of happiness. He seized. her By The
Gone, come" he exc aimed; "uy poor
! mother wllI be s" glad! Come, rs 20 well 10
live IA oar house! Aud yoor chair is standing
in.t iu the old place not soul has sat 10 i
since. Aud every ming there is mourning aftec
you. Qlick, come along"
Bat she resisted him, ard would not follow
in the dire ction he sought to lead her.
What is 1t now, Ceciiai" at last he ex-
clai lined, uneasly won't you come home to
our house, then T.
81 must 20 on to the town" she replied; ~
have a cousin there who is a dressmsker l
shall get work from Der, and 80 earn my
Breadf work What does all that meau3'
!
you again, look into Your eyes. hear you
! speak, now l feel my spirit ole; and If
work the fingers II my hands for Il there shall
be en"n.sh and spare for Us ALL Come, come
aloug!
" For Heavens sake don't ask ne to do that
Bart! It. can't bel" answeted the III alden
mnurnfully.
He looked her in the face with eyes fall at
oLcs OF sorrow aud suTpriae.
! "Ah no, that can never be!' she repeated
be snre Of that, dear Bart"
a sudden change seemed to take place in the
young mans feelings; again with downcast
coun'rnance he drOohed his head, while calmly
and sadly be replied:
| "Ah yts!'my SICK heart was too full of joy,
and l had forgotten. To-be-suTe, Cecilia.
after all am but poor peasant lad, and yon
will one day be rich young lady. See I'm
doomed to die"
SO piteous and plAntive the tone in
! which the last words were uttered that they
pierced deeply aud painfully into Cec'las
! heart and quite oveTCir1e the feeling of maid
euly reserve which rad hitherto been upper.
moo, il 1t. Sac seized the young mans hand
and pressed IT, and iirere Was deep tx preston
Of te.dvrUess 10 her voice.
But, Bart, dear friend" She said, 'y"nre