The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-08-04

| owners; If the poor things could speak they
would Ienonstrats on the cruelty of being put
up in tt cir old places TO act az fols to new i'm
portstions. pity them myself"
II thought you wonld like it," Lesbia said
timidly. I'VE are only tenants here, yor
know, and your people have lived in this cas-
back here to live"
81 never shall. know now that it is i'm
possible. The misfortunes of this year are too
overwhelming to leave us any hope of making
every scrap and shred of q memory of us be
put away 1t is the best thing that can hap
pen. stay in this neigh orhood at present
for my mothers sake and for Ellen's. but
hate it. If could, would 60 away to the
fnrtbest part Of the earth aud struggle to for
get all here hard-as hard as . swimmer
struggles who is fighting for his life"
The words were spoken low. bot Lesbia
looked up frightened at the vehemenos with
which they came ont, and at the sort of angry
light in the eyes that were fixed on the moui y
relios far above her head. "Would You really
wish to forget everything quite :" abe said.
There was the appealing, injured baby.look in
her eyes that used to come Ia Whitscliffe days,
when Waite tore her dress or Bobby pinched
her, the sight of which had made Pelham
tingle with Indignation and desire to interfere
in her behalf often and often. He caught the
look as he was turning to walk away, but 1t
did not stop hint was only another sting
added to the multifarous pains of the even
ing. He had wskened from his dream with
o start of fear at something most repugnant
to his PRIDE which such dreaming might bring
him near, and the only thing to be done was
to shake himself roughly free from every
tram mel of illusion. The bell rang for even
iog pray ers just then, and Bride, as she came
forward towards the upper end of the room
from the piano, happened to observe Lesbia's
entrance from the conservatory, and was sur
prised and q good deal amused at the dignifed
height to which she had drawn her small
the whole house with which she seated her
self by John's side, while the servants fled in.
Lesbia was unusually talkative when, after
prayers, she and her guests stood in group
together discussing plans for the next day,
and surprised Bride again by the sharp tone
in which she contradicted some ASSERTION of
Pelham Daly's, and her pertness to John
when he came to the snubbed Young name
in the wrong. Bride thought che had cured
Lesbia of Mssish airs caught from Aunt Jo-
seph and was dismsyed at q relapse on this
first occasion of her bsiDg thrown with old ac-
quaintances again.
Bat her chief surprise came later in the
evening, when on going, as was her custom, to
take o last look at her sister asleep in bed in
that the round rosy cheek she stopped to kiss
was wet with tears, 30 were the soft dark curls
that strayed on the pillow. Greatly disturb
ed, Bride Pnt down the candle and knelt by
the bed. The child crying herself to sleep in
her own beautiful prosperous homs-what
could it meant Sde fingered a moment,
hoping that the heavy wet laahes would be
would coufide to her the trouble. whatever it
was, that weighed on her mind. She had rea-
son to suspect that the sleep was only pre-
tended but the appearance of unconscious
ness was persevered in, the eyelids remained
tightly closed, aud she had to get mp and go
away unsatisfed. At all events, little Lesbia's
troubles could not lie very deep, B ide eaid
to herself and she hoped it might be other
peoples sorroTs, not her own, that had called
forth the tears. She herself had knelt long that
night thinking of their guests, and praying
that the widow end orphan son and daughter
who had come back to o home desolate for
them might be comforted. She had had to
struggle hard with her heart sbe prayed
lest q grudging reservation should creep in
to be awaiting Ellen, and which in her
thoughts SO far surpassed her loss that it was
difficult not to envy instead of pityiDg her.
She had tried to pray: Lat all the treasure
of the tho ughts and tender love of the heart
in which have reposed so long be made over
to her to comfort aud srrich for svsr;
and let me learn how to be poor in earthly
love u; and she had succ seded at lest in win
ming the glow of disinterested love, and the
peace that comes to those who arrive at hating
their lives and finding them again. The sight
of little Leebia's tears seemed a rebuke to her
for her struggles. They no doubt had welled
reflections or far-seeing grudges from
pure pity aud tenderness, showing how
near the child's heart is to God. Before
verely to task for having ever looked down on
little Lesbia. It did not OCCUR to her to sus.
peot that any other struggle with chilled
affection, except of the kind she knew, could
be going on near her. Her experience of sor-
row had all been in one direction, and she
was not fAnciful. II it had been Conuor with
his winning ways, and openly shown prefer
ence for Lesbs, who had come to the house
that day, che might have been suspicious
but 10 suppose that her little sister could
cherish secret regard for one who seemed to
avoid rather than seek her would have been
an outrage to her sentative proud maidenli-
ness. o.,
CHAPTER XVI.
"of woman Of three aRragb don't let your tongue
thus rattle
oh don't be saaoy don't be proud because you may
have cattle.
See whore MOmOriA's heroes lie proud Owen Moore's
descendants
'Tis hty that owned the glorious name and had the
grand RttendAnta.
II hey were forced to bow to fate, every mortal
bows
Can yoss be proud you be stiff. of three
Gowsf' Translated Mangdn
After her last nights reflections, Bride was
quito ready to acquiesce good -humoredly,
when her brother suggested at breakfast that
the journey to London, on which they were to
have started the following day, should be
postponed till the end of the week, to give