The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-08-11

"It's Miss Eileen herself, eli, ~ Murdock put
In, thinking from the silence that same further
cerelnony of introduction was due.
my cousin, Ellen DAILY, of whom, as Miss
Eileen hereelf,' have heard every day since
came here the stranger said, putting ont his
hand, end Ellen gave hers, not wondering any
tered the whole face as her name was spoken,
either at Connor's description or st his infatus-
tion. She hsd heard and read of heroes and
leaders to follow the light of whose smile
thousands were ready to face danger and death.
Was this one of themf And what, in these
terrible times, was be here to do
But where is Conuorf I came here expect
ing TO meet my brother" she said.
Did y0a not meet him out on the hill
Mnrdock report I'D your neighborhood ju ,t now,
and nothing would serve your brother but he
cooking our dinner in the cave there, and go
up on the hill for the chance of gett ng word
with you in private. There is q sect way
through the cave where the old still used -
be, to "a t,apdoor that opens behind q stone
wall on the hill. He inst -ucted me to sing a
certain song at the end of ten minutes to warn
him not to stay too long"
"Ah, the cunning Of him y Ellen could not
help exclaimipg. SHOW cleverly he has con-
trived to have his own way in spits of my
warnings and eutresties. Il was not me at
all, 1t was my friend Miss Maynard he wanted
to see. He knew I should follow that song
and SO he should secure q wo-d with her alone
I sm afraid You have o fellow " worker very diff
fcult to keep in order, who is willing to i'm
crosses his mind"
I'VE know that sort we'll snoagh but he is
fears"
"Ah, that's because he does not think enough
to have doubts"
He does not think at ALL that brother of
yonrs the better and happier he. The work
We are engaged in needs either people who
can think long way on, far out of ordinary
sight,o or who DO not think at all and the non
thinkers are the best off, and can go most
heartily into it. You see, am speaking open
ly to you, taking you for one of the generous
sisterhood who have thrown their lot with
ours, and who make our hopes possible by
believing them"
dence," Ellen said, hesitatingly, while tears
welled up into her eyes. II am not one of the
women who inspire such enterprises as yours.
can bs miserable for Ireland. but that is all.
1t is not thinking at all with me, it is just
feeling, and one cannot feel long way on, SO
as to forget the present. and not count the coet.
am net brave enough to be one of the in
spirers."
Yes you are. I read one of your LIT ers to
your brother, and nothing ever moved me so
deeply. If to know that the women of ones
not enough to make the men 6ght-if the tears
OF euch as You are not enough, then there is
nothing left To fight for. We shall never be a
nation again We are 20 dead fer hope. Bat
It is not SO, we mean Sou triumph for Ire
land just as deeply as you nave grieved."
He took her hand again as he shoke, and
stooPipg down kissed the tips of her fiagers.
She was startled but not embarrassed; it was
too clearly homage to her feeling, and not
to herself, rendered by one possessed by
single thought and quivering with every
touch of emotion that answered to it, for there
to be room for personal consciousness to come
in.
She was anxious to end the interview, how
ever, for Connor's rashness fright ened her, and
she dreaded Mr.. 1,hornley's finding him with
Les bia.
81 wish Connor would come" she said al
want to speak word with him, though it will
only to warn him against imprudence. Did |
sou not say there was a shorter way of get |
ting ont on the hillside than by clim bing
round the edge of the holiowf"
Yes, if you can scramble up an old chin |
ney. But here is your brother coming feet |
foremost among the peat Gods. That is one of |
our ways Of exit and entrance here. Ycu see |
Te don t scruple to let You into the secrets of
;he place"
Go be continued.)