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

Come now, Cecilia; you can sleep with my
mother, aud always be with her; and will
you were my very guardian angel in person.
And I'll wordsworth from early in the morn
ing till late at night; and nothing shall be
wanting to make us happy. And you shall
get we'll again, and strong and blooming, and
bring q blessing upon our house, as you did
before On, come, comet be q sister to my Sis
ter, and q child to my mother"
And with folded hands he seemed to beseech
an answer. The maiden looked at him doubt
fully.
that there's one up there above us all who
kno VS. best whether what We do is right or
wrong"
elias oountenance; she drew her breath
heavily, like one that is struggling with some
weighty resolve
We'll, tnen," she replied, $50 be it: ,your
mother shall be my motherl III come home
to her as i'll was her own child"
A cry sharp if it had been the express
sion of severe aud sudden pain burst from the
young peasanRs breast; he clasped hia hands
together over his eyes, while two gushing
fountains of tears burst forth from under hls
fingers and tlickled down his cheeks in copious
streams. The maiden Was at n loss to compre-
bend this violence of emotion, and essayed to
calm him with soothing words.
"Ah!' he presently sighed out, at the same
time laughing nervous!y through his tears,
there's lain in joy TOO! strong sudden
dose of it tries bnGh heart and head sorely
bat it's over now. Come, dear friend, come
along"
They now struck into another path. As for
Bart, he totally changed man. On he
walked, with head erect and looking proud
ly about him he wont; his Cheeks gtowed
with quickly -circlinG blood his eyes spark
led with bl5sful excitement the motions of
his arms and legs were of q somewhat excessive
energy. IS though, jest awskeuing from long
chamber, 10 was shaking off from them he of
fects of it; ever and anon broken ejaculatious
OF drtiCut hurst from his lips.
"OA God! Oh God ~ at last he cried, what
n blessed tEiDg life ISL Look you, Cecilia, III
work haId on the farm, and make hoops in tbs
Yard you shall DO You d d befoIe-uo ii LIT
Tie uressIIaking for tho neghbOrsi Wanna
VAL look after the COW; mother will stay O.
home With you and cook for us and whatever
any of us can get, well put it all together and
SO make Il ssVrngs-box. Then we'll buy an
other COW, aud take "a Bit mole land; and who
kn0wsf why, in time perhaps we may Come
far as to hire servant. Aud perhaps in tim.
che little Chapel farm will be 80 happy a home,
and. with Gods blessing, SO prosperous, that
prison onder and all you've So fered there"
"Oh Bart, how beautifully you talk -
murmured the maiden, in deep emotion sit
will be heaven upon earth y
That's Just what it must lie" purSned the
yonth, ia The same joyous strain. And III
plant our garden all full of the incest flowers,
with foot paths between the beds; and I'll
make bird-cages to hang up here and there
and every where, that there may be nothing
bnt singing and merry voices all about; aud
Pill learn all sorts of new songs to sing, and
stories 10 tell, ana dances TO dance, ana GnanE
God on my knees every day of my life that he
sent you to ue. Heavens, heavens, what life!
dear Cecilia, what life it will be! Bat look
yOnder by the drawwell: there stand my
mother aud Wanna"
And as he uttered these last words he left
Cecilia, and started off toward the cottage like
au arrow from a bow. Nevertheless, with all
his haste, he fonnd breath to keep shouting,
he ran, Z" Mother Wannai !" in a voice that re-
sounded far and wife over the fields.
HIS mother turned about at the sound in no
inI,
creased when she beheid the speed with
which he came coursing on toward her. As
for Wanna, his strange geatures AID unintel-
ligible cries diecou Gerted her that che stood
with mouth wide open looking fret at Bart and
then at her mother, as asking COR a solution of
this singular enigma.
But before Mother Ann had fonud time or
words to express her astopehmeut, on came
Bart, rushing, painting and exuitlug, till he
was close to her, and proceeded at once TO ex-
plain the matter az we'll as his want of breath
would let him.
Mother" be cried, "dear mother! sister
Wanna I'm cured q! Laugh, sing and bemerry !!
Here's Cecilia! yonder she cOmes: they We
turued her ont of doors she's as poor as we
are, she's disinbeIlt she'll come and live
with and be your child mother. Look look,
there she isl Already she's smiling to you, the
dear creature. All, now yon sha'n't have to sit
crying any more; I'm 50 strong, and so we'll,
aud 50 merry ha, ha!
Down with care and away with sorrow
napPy to-day and happy tomorrow
Ih6 poor mother looked upon Eer son Win
| eyes beaming with Indispensable joy. AT the
tis5 moment she had been in fear for his senses !;
bnt the tone of his voice speedily treasured her,
aud the aPpearancn OF Cecilia, who now came
running up with hastened step, soon left no
| further room for any doubJ a" all.
| BY a simultaneous movement Mother Ann
| and Cecilia extended their arms toward one
another, tne 10 deep emotion, the other
| beaming with pew-fouud happiness. The
maiden clasped her adopted mother around the
| neck; the mother pressed upon her second
daughters cheek the kiss of welcome, glowing
az u sciuCillation from the souls ininost, holesJ
depth of love.
| Bart looked on the moving spectacle culver
ing with bliss. Tears trickied down his cheeks;
he raised his eyes III prayer TO Heaven, aud
then, as overcome by hIa feelings, leaned his
head against ihe dra wins Y IN achIue OF the well.
AS for Wanna, she danced for joy, ciapping her
hands eXulrn2ly, AID eXcla iminE-
Oh Cod! oh Goal Ils all come right at
last! What happlnessw
AS Bart bad little recovered him-
self, he approached his moth er, and though
sili in fear "f something, began pushing her,