The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-12-29

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his arm, then the procession Of relatives cam
by, and separated them ono from the other.
She rose early in the morning and quietl!
heavy storm had freshene ed the air. The wall
| cooled her burning cheeks, aud as she entered
the church, to which her steps were directed
she felt greatly refreshed. She knelt down il
pew and bid her face in her hands-ipvolun
tarily she murmured: my God let this cuI
pass from me nevertheless not my will bu
| Thine be DONE"
although her heart struggled against them
| although her spirit was away, far, far from
here, in days long gone by, by the side of hel
| beloved husband, by the cradle of her idoiizsd
child.
''shall have to battle again. my God 7" she
| asked. "Wiii he come again with his seducinp
voice, promising me q lawful happiness by hi4
| side--oh mol mol not at that price! Oh
Lord, grant me grace and strengths
The Holy Mass began. In vain she tried to
| pray from her prayer book. Not one of all
soul. At last her eyes fell on the daily prayer
of an happy princess, born on the steps of .
| throne. brought up in the midst of riches and
| luxury, to whom, alter unheard Of pains and
agony OF spirit, nothing was left bot o miser-
able prison, aud the prospect of the scaffold.
My God" had the Princess Elizabeth pray
| cd, perhaps on the morning of the very day on
which the wild hordes had stormed the castle
of her ancestors. or before she was called to
speak to her royal brother for the last time,
| my God. what will happen to me to-day do
nifty Thou hast ordained, permitted, command
ed everytbiug; that is enou gh for me. receive
! everything as from Thy hand!"
esss noss
thing from Thee, even this new struggle. Give
me strength ; let me remain strong my
Father, look down on Thy poor cbild who is
nearly sinkiDg beneath the weight OF the
crossP
AS the priest turned round to wish peace to
the people, the yonpg woman also felt Por-
.. - IL 10 p0t
give, and which is only found az the foot Of the
altar, sink into her hecrt. She felt strengthen
ed. and no longer feared the coming strife.
In that moment, when the btterest tempta-
when che saw her fair headed little daughter
and beard her beseeching, imploring voice call
to her "Ah, mother, do not abandon mel"
then she looked up to heaven and prayed
Lord, for Thee have 1 abandoned my child
do Thou look down npou her! Be toher faith
er aud mother alike"
AS she went out of the church-door abe did
not see that a servant stood leaning oarelessly
against one of the pillars. She went back to
the villa without looking back, and had no
suspicion that the lsckey was following her at
q distance.
letters and newspapers to deliver to the Baron
and his lady. Among them she found note
ed essed to "The Countess Louisa FloriDski,"
with the postmark Wiesbsden She concealed
this hastily, her heart beating violently the
while, banded the packet to the Baroness, and
retired to her room to read the note nndis-
tnrbed. Her hands trembled 80 that it was
scarcely ps ssible at first to tear eff the envel-
ipe; then she sank on her knees aud repeated
dnce more the prayer which had so wonderful
lY consoled her in the morning. Nothing gives !
so muoh strength in the moment of trial. when |
oEe single word may turn the loourse of our |
fate to other channels, than the total surrender
Of our being to the will of God. Then she !
opened the tiny letter and stared at the few |
inca which ulared q her from the rnaa-cOlOraA |
paper.
AIN the name of our child beg of you to
wait for me between and 8 behind the Greek |
Chapel. o.. CAsIMIR."
Nothing more.
The struggle now began, the struggle which |
even yesterday abe had thought would be |
spared her. She should see him and hear him |
once more-the man che bad chosen for a hus |
the man who had cast her from him, but whom |
abe still loved with ell the fervor OF her soul.
mo; will not go !" was her first exclama- |
tion. "Why should l risk the peace of my |
1oul, and prepare perhaps for q defeatl But |
he asks in the name OF our childl What would |
not risk for the sake of my Nataliel Per
baps she is sick and cannot live without me; |
perhaps be has found some satisfactory re- |
source to get out of this melancholy business |
which separates Us. l must go! Ny God, sus- |
tain mep |
1t seemed to Lady Ten Berghe that her lady !
companion Yves uncommonly pale and silent |
''Are you sick y she asked sympsth etioally.
Rest little. The Baron and have prom |
ised to drive to Nsroberg; that will do you |
good" |
10 gracious lady, rather leave me at home !
1 have bad headache, and riding will not do
me good"
well, as you will. When I am not we'll a
little drive is always the best medicine" |
During tea Lady TenBorghe wanted to ad- !
mire her dentdra once more. Louisa had to
fetch the book between the leaves of which it |
WAS placed to dry. A sudden thought struck |
her; she put the plant away and banded the
empty herbal to the Baroness.
Way. Louisa, it is not herel How comes !
that most ettainly have opened the case
in the Russian chapel and let my beautiful |
plant fall out. If the carriage were not CON- |
ing Immediately I would ask you to 90 with !
me and procure q new one; but there it |
comes"
shall go into the wood and look about
know now how the plant looks"
Bot you are not we'll"
"a walk is better for me than ride aud it
is 80 beautifully cool in the wood
Bat" said the BArop, "is it fl tirg for a
young lady to run about there alone -
'Oh, a botanic case excuses everything" ex- |
planned the Baroness, my dear man. you