The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1877-04-15

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Aud sfe.-sbe who is so beautiful. so cl:ver, &
kind Oh, sir, it ia terrible can't help c,yin
like child, thinking of her miserable life"
Gustave was overcome by the simple elt
quence of the poor woman, and rename
silent.
"And then to think" continued Bess, ash
might now be 80 happy that abe might agai
become mistress Of Gripselhof where she wa
born and grew mp! that her father might pas
bis old days in quetDess, and that they are nov
wandering abont the world poor, sIck, aban
boned outcssts Oh, sir, it is sad TO know tina
onr benefactors are unhappy, and to be- able tC
do nothing fer them but to pray to God and
| hope for HIS mercyH
| The simple minded woman, without meaning
1t, had touched some tender striags in Gus
tsve's heart; and, as she saw the silent tears
coursng their way down his cheeks, she said
| enfreatiDgly:
oh, pardon ne. sir, for having greved yos
| so by my talk but my heart IL full, and my
feelings force their way without knowing it.
| u j have done wrong, am sure You are too
kind to be angry with me for loving our young
lady so much and bemoaning her misfortune.
Have you orders for me to-day, sirf
She was about to go, as Gustave raised his
down cast eyes and, restraining his tears, ex-
claimed:
"I-argry with you, mother Bess f-and
angry, too, because you show affection for our
poor Lenora Oh, no, mol On the contrary,
bless you for it with all my hearth The tears
you betrayed from my heart have done me
good for am very unhappy. Lite is a bur.
den and if God, in his mercy, would take me
away from earth, would gladly die. All hope
OF seeing her sgain in this world is gone.
Perhaps she is awaiting me in the next!"
"Oh, siri siri how you talkl" cried the
peasant woman, in alarm. mo! go! that
cannot be !"
"You grieye. my good woman, and shed tears
for her," continued Gustave. without needing
the interruption {; "but don't you see how nv
soul must be consumed with despairf Alas
for months and months have implored God
for the happiness OF seeing her once morei l
became almost mad with joy and i'm patience as
Aew like lightning to the home here left
her; and then my only recoDpense, my only |
was to find her gone and the house |
or her fathers wilderness TO know, alas {! |
that she i'd poor, and, perhaps. languishing in |
want! to know that my noble. hearted and |
beloved Lenora sinks under the weight OF mis-
ortune, and yet to be able to do rothing to re.
leye her!-to re Condemned TO count in
1owerless despair her DAYS of N lotion ard pott
wen to be sure that suffering has not killed
lern
profound silence follow ed this complaining
and the peasant woman. with her
road bent TO the earth, sympathized with him
rniy, I'll, after few moments, she attempted
o console the sufferer in her simple way:
Oh, sir, l understand only too we'll bow
nuch you endure! And yet why DESPAIR Who
nows but we may receive some news of our
ear young lady when we least expect it9
iod is good he will bear our prayers and
az joy for her return will make us forget all
nr grief"
oh that your prophecy might be realized,
~ good woman But seven months have
ready gone since they departed. During three
them hundred perso ns have been EMPLOYED
| seeking the wanderers. They have been
ought for in every direction, and not the
ightest intelligence has been obtained not
ivel My reason tells me not to despair; but
y heart magDities my ills and cries aloud that
have lost her!-lost her forever ~
lie was about quitting the garden, when o
nff 81 !
ard the road leading to the ehatear r
" Listen dor't you hear something 7" cried
/" 1t is the gallop of horse" answered Bess /
ltnont comprehending why the noise 80 much d
artled her master. :
Poor fool |" said the Young man to himself. !
why am l so startled by the passing of t
'rseman! 7" )
" Bot seei see! he is coming into the ,
enue" cried Bess. with increasing interest.
Oh, God! am sure it is a messenger with
VS.! Heaven grant it may be good p ,
she said this the rider passed through the :
tie at full gallop, and, drawing rein at the Z
or they had just reached, took q letter from :
; pocket and handed it to the master Of
inselhof.
9 come" said he, from your notary. who :
dored me to deliver You this letter without v
'ments delay" !
Gosta!e broke the seal with trembling
nd, while B-ss, smiling with hope, followed &
her maaters movements with staring ewes
AS he read the fret lines the anxious youth h
e~ pale; but as he went on tremor ran I
rough ali his limbs, till with a hysterioal a
Ugh and clasped hands he exclaimed:
Thanks thanks! Oh, God che is restored | -
mew
oh, cir sir" Dried Bess, sis it good news ~ =
y Yes! yes! rejoice with me LenorA lives! I | y
ow where she isp answered Gustave, half .
I'd with delight, running into the house and
ling all the servants. "Qaick! Qnick 4
I'VE out the travelling carriage and the =
'glish horses My trunk my CLOAK! Qaiok n
lie carried forth with his own hands a npm
OF things that were necessary for the Jour-
y. His teetest horses were attached to the
hicle; and, although they strained their bits a
d paved the ground IA il impatient for the "
Ad, the postillIon LASH cd them fiercelv as thev
shed through the gateway. y
In moment, and almost as if by mario the .
Ach was on the road to Antwerp ard hidden 7,
IN the staring crowd by a cloud of dust.
CHAPTER XII t.
suppose that we too take q trip in fancy To
ncy, in France, in search of Poor De VIier h
Tx and his daughter. Let us wind through
immense number OF narrow streets in the b
arter known as the Old Town aud at lasT
1t at the door of an humble cobbler. This is u
. place. Pass through the shop, mount the q
!rway another story yet; open that door, G,
d here are. 90
everything indicates poverty but order and W
atness preside over the room, The cu-tains f.
the little bed white 6noU