The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-12-01

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the tfficial announcement of the change
their sentence to transportation for lifs."
Then you have something else to te
mef'
Letters from America have arfi we'd at las.
You have broght me one from Conuorf'
"Connors letters are to yonr mother su
Pelham. and Mrs. DAILY was not able to spal
hers for you when started. She had not rea
it often enough. She will bring il herself ear
tomorrow. The best could do for you wa
to bring you q ehort note that fell TO In
share"
"From Connor"
mo. Would it be too great q favor to as
you to go out with me to the bridge head
| could talk bette or there; and want you to rea
my American letter. and explain a sentence i
| it l cannot understand. The air is warm stil
and think you walked as far ss the bridg
| with Pelham yesterday" a
"Oh, yes the walk will do me good
J But though Ellen set forth bravely, he
limbs trembled under her before the littl
space was crossed; aud she was glad to find
long ego fallen from the parapet on the forthe
| end of the bridge, aud to lean her head baol
against the wall. 1t was not fatigue, for sh
had walked much farther yesterday withou
being tired; it was something in Johns fac
| that n9itated her, making her feel that sh,
had once more come to a turning point in he
life when, perhaps-perhaps-an that che hst
once thro wn away might again be placed ir
her hands TO take and keep. John waited sill
emily few minutes, till che had so far recev
cred her strength and breath as to volunteer
faint remark on the beauty of the evening, be
fore he took letter from his pocket, and, un
folding it, placed it in her hands.
Read" he said; "it is only half page; read
and will come back to you"
avoid watching her she read, and Ellen, il
some bewilderme ent, turned her eyes on sheet
OF foreign letter paper. about half filed witt
DARCY ODonnell's writing. What could be
have to say to j Ohm Thornley,, whom Gas far
as Ellen knew he had uever seen The letter
began:
"Dear Friend-In these modern days, hearts
blood and tears are, luckily for us poor poets,
ed some of mine, z, "A Call to the Kel's land
.F@areweN to 1Lela1d., printed in -Harpa.Ia
Magazine, and herewith despatched TO you.
with the payment received for them, bein g
suppose dream of wiping out in such fashion
the obligation incurred by me to you on my
lest evening in 'onld Ireland My gratitude
for that is part of my life, and will only cease
with it but want to show you that have
lost no time in following your advice in my
own fashion. If you will do me one more
favor, read my verses to my cousin Ellen DAILY
and tell her that, rebel as 1 am, and shall al
ways remain, against English supremacy, there
is one union betwe X sit and Saxon that will
nave my bic ssinR upon 1t whenever it takes
place. Connor has enlightened me-but /
knew it beforehand tender you my good wish
es most heartily. OF course, you have told her
long ere this what you did for me, and it will
have pleased her. Yours faithfully,
~ AhCf ~
Ellen had risen from her low seat, and VI as
in the middle of the bridge, looking
down over the parapet into the river, with the
folded letter clHsped bet ween her hands, when
John returned TO her. She did not move or
alter her position i.t tie sound of his STEP nor
oven when Re came close and stood at her side
thi, uable t. oesc he suspense any longer he
gently toucnsd her ehoulder, and said-"Well,
nave you read II
Teen Il, o rurred 8 face to him into which all
I he cu,Dr and life pf old ma5 fo bnv
rushed back suddenly restoring her from the
sick, dropping girl of the last few months, to
the brilliant Ellen Daily he had first known and
loved. Tee oOcs pale cheeks were full of color
the eyes of tender. dewy light closely
allied TO Smiles az to tears.
Il want first to know what you did for him."
she said, hur iedly, bnt timidly, holding out
the letter to John. Yes, tell me at once il is
a part of the history of that dreadful week be-
fore ~ss tax en- II, of which l know nothing,
and yeti Cropping her voice very. low "it
would have done me gooG-it would have COM
forted me beyoEd anything"
Then John crossed his arms over the parapet,
and, leaning 81 as to look fUlt in her face, gave
her, IN n voice that he found it hard to keep
steady throughout, s detailed account of the
sventa of the Afternoon when he had seen
DARCY O'Donneil for the LIST and last time
the attempted sale of the emerald ring; his
arousng Darcy from sleep in the little parlor
over the bakers shop their walk through the
Claddagh; their last words on the shore his
own reflections as he sat on the sand bank and
Watcueu tne nGLle DoeJ tnaJ Wcb bearing
O'Donnell away drop down westward.
1t was of you thought" he said. in con.
clpson. 1T was the lucky man you loved, 1
believed l was sending away fgom death OF
imprisonment. If could secure your hsppi-
ness even so, believed at the moment that
shonld be content. During these last months
there have been times when 1 have found it
very hard TO bring that persu asion into your
presence. had come to the conclusion that
could not bear the struggle any longer that
must leave you forever. Since reading that
letter this morning, the possibility of my being
mistaken as to your feelings for your cousin,
and of there being still hope, however distant,
for me. has entered my mind. If there is ab-
solntely no hope, tell me at once, and let me
go; for less than ever shall be able to bear
the blank of despair, if this CLEAN goes out in
darkness but if there is q hope-1 don't say
that you love me slresdy-but that you might
possibly come in time to love me, then keep
me near you to work for you at least, till you
are stronger, and can do without me. Hold
out your hand 10 me, and I am ycur servant
for as long as you like"
May" said Ellen, boldinR out her hand,
there would be use in your staying for