The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1877-11-18

ge.her in other ooun tries, seeking the beauties
and pecnliarities which distinguish them. oh,
They had just reached the summit of hill
whence q magnificent prospect, including
fine view of the sea, lay extended before
s The aosy ct o the 1Rss
viewW exclaimed Adhemar, after admiring 1t
some moments in silence. "But it is very
strange" added he, "tbat 1 have not the
slightest recollection of it as a child. How
could it have escaped my memoryf"
"Tbis WAS one of the views obstrocted by
the woods"
mademoiseiie" Blanche smiled. "And do
You weary of this also, az you say you do of
everything elsei"
"0hl never; but confess that, admirable
less painful than those of safety; the mind
seems 90 confused 80 lost in wonder, whilst
contemplating these beauties of natnre'
"What is nature Z" said Adhemar, dwelling
an instant upon she question. "why employ
q vague word, pure abstraction, instead of
the veritable expression, the name OF that
glorious Being who created all this megnif.
cenoe, and the heart of man to enjoy it
Why estrange ourselves from the true and
consoling idea of the -CfeateF-ef- the world,
who claims our affections, and wishes the
first place in our heartsf Love is the natural
consequence of admiration, and this is the
reason why our thoughts are fettered and in
defnably sad when we contemplate nature
without elevating them to its divine Author.
she be associated with the attributes of the
Divinity, which makes itself felt iu every part
of creation as in the whole. The least leaf,
the most feeble insect, proves not less than
its creation by wise and Omnipo-
tent God, also his continual presence without
which nothing could exist an instant"
Blanche felt impressed with these remarks.
After pause she replied: ''1f nature were al
ways calm and smiling we see her now,
doubtless we would never desire to dssociate
her image from that of her divine Author.
But have passed hours under this tree, con-
templating the rsvages of tempests. trees up
rooted, boats tossed upon seethng billows
threatening to engulf them, whilst anxious
fathers, wives, ard children stood upon the
shore, prey to the bitterest angush."
"Thep," softly interrupted Adhemar, "the
lesson was only different, and taught some
thing equally important for Us to know th at
the came God who speaks Language of love
and mercy can also chastise when his child
rem need it. / hear our friends coming. Be-
fore separating let me ask of you if the kind
of life you have jnst described appears to you
the bappiestf"
Yep, certainly, if rightly recall what I
have said"
"It was life of pleasures and dissipation
"Isu't that happiness !"
"No, mademoiselle; if you rely upon this,
you will surely be deceived"
q In what, then, consists the happiness of
this life ~
"In the usefol employment oft"
Their friends, on approaching, seemed very
much surprised to find them talking together.
NJ. de st. Clair bit his lips. Blanche cast a
last look upon the beautiful landscape, then
slowly descended the hill, leaning upon her
Cousins arm. Not q word did either of them
utter, and every one else respected their
silence. Mile. de Belcastle's thoughts dwelt
upon these words: "The useful employment
of life"
Though this conversation had raised the
Chevaller in her esteem, he still remained q
my stery. She determined, however, to avoid
him no more. On returning to the castle, she
said with q smile IN. de Belcastle some other
time Joa must give me On explanation OF what
you mean by the useful employment of life.' "
81 should be very happy to do so," replied
he, Z" if can understand each other; if"
He hestated, and did not finish the sentence
St. Clair, who kept near, was listening, eager
to catch every word.
When they were all assembled in the draw
| ing room, addressing Adhemar in his nsua
con tenn ptuous tone, he said: "Tell me, M d.
| approve Of young ladies teaching poor children
| their catechism, instead of eutrusting this
duty, as formerly, to some old woman Of the
village"
al believe" replied the Chevalier, with i'm
| pertarbable politeness, THAT where the elderly
| person is capable of teaching them, it woulc
be very wrong to make change; but to en-
| courage her and sympathze with her worf
could not certainly be an unbecoming occupa
] ton to the young ladies'"
| "Ah - replied st. Clair " must confess my
inability to comprehend why the instruction
given by young ladies should be more profit
able to the poor than that impaired by ole
women. When am empowered to help maxi
| laws, / shall endeavor TO deprive the prett!
Young teachers of their profession, both out o.
| love for them and the old ones. l know moth
ing 80 detrimental to the charm of this On
chanting sex the air and manners of schoo
mistress
All the ladies bnrst out laughing except Ros'
de Laneau. Her mother replied: " 1t seems t.
be all the fashion now, monsieur, for youni
ladies to spend part of their time instructini
the poor. Even my daughter has caught tn
infection. Instead of contenting herself will
subscribing towards the village schools, as
do, my poor Rose assemblies in her chamber
about dozen little beggars too delicate to &
far to school, and she cevotes to their cate
chism the time that had better be given to he
harp"
30 mammaw said Rose, blushing and stru2
Cling to restrain her tears, you know that
rise two hours earlier to practice"
Eyes, yes, my dear, and you have been lool
ing like ghost ever since, for want of sleep
"Seven hours sleep ought slrely to be suff
cient for the reCuperation of our physical an
mental forces," said George de Laneau.
"Dear George" replied his mother, do nc
encourage your sister. She will think me yer
cruel if forbid her teaching these miseIabl
{ little peasants who, if they live, can be taugt
just as we'll at the neighboring village; whils
Inha had hetter be imOrOvnp talanta