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

lion at such . crisis as this would be greste
| IDLY than ono can conceive"
and for my part don't believe anything grea
was ever done except when that idol OF your
was tossed away. 1t 10 always In crises o.
trouble. ont Of great depths, that deliverancs
comesn
"Yes; but what you are looking for wonld moi
be deliverance, it would be destruction"
You don't know anything about it,
II shall begin to think you are the Eva OF
the 'SperapzS who write pathetic treason in
the NdtonD
"Don't sneer at them, please. have read
veTses OF theirs that should indeed bs proud
to have written.n
"For Your brother Connor's sake, am very
sorry TO hear you say this. / shall hardly
blame him f,r any lengths he may go to now.
you talk. You should be careful"
Can one be careful when ones heart is
breakingf The very blsckness of the night
coming"
And SO there is; though perhaps you won't
recognized it as such when it comes. There will
come some good out of the present misery, you
may be sure. 1t is good for the country that
the esurplus population 10 driven away, even by
stress of famine, to seek more prosperous homes
elsewhere, leaving the land to be made the
I'D ISOLATED that is,-turned into wide, silent,
sheep walks and great pasture fslds, with
only dumb cattle in them from sea to sea.
ionless people who have lost sll instinct of
nationality, guarding riches that are
not their own. That would be your
good bat tina. 10 just the fate we
Young Irelanders are resolved to make one
stand against before il is quite too lhts-one
struggle to keep Ireland and her people to-
seteTeI;" .sTa: n,rs. ,... .u
and try to stop the sun in the sky. A country
can't exist by itself in these days; it must con.
sent to become what the rest of the world
wants it to be-"
Il will never agree to that. think conn
try is for the people who love it best to live
and be happy in, in their own way"
Then would you leave America to red Indi-
ans for hunting grounds aud wigwams |"
II shall not answer such an insulting ques-
tion. We did not come out to quarrel, did
we, Ar. Thornley, / thought it " as to be for
rest. We have climbed the hill while we have
been arguing and left Pelham and Lesbia far
behind. Let us wait for them here at the top,
for this is the view 1 want Lesbia to admire.
serve-down there, looking like patch of
blue sky that has dropped down and been
caught and held fast by the hills7 am glad
Lsc.na. Weel wears his crown to-day he looks
so much grsnder covered. He might be any
height up in the mst" "
L Ike Young Irelands dreams, seen through
the mist of eloquence you are wrapping them
in. ] don't 30 much wonder at people grow
ing dreamy who live here, for there is glamour
over everything. The very beauty of the
landscape is made of cloud effects, mist
wreaths, and sunbeams. Through any other
atmosphere it wohld bs dreary enough, You
must allow"
'If you will allow that. it is some credit to a
country to know how to get loveiiness, like
this we are looking at. ous of bare rocks and
bog lands, and such hopes as We have out If
despair"
Yes if you could always be content with
shadow inst sad of distance, and did not dash
for the ether"
81 think / like shadows best," said Ellen
"such shadows as those on the hills. pity
the people who have to leave them to live on
let it be ever 30 substantial and fruitful"
There WAS o low stone wall skirtiDg the
pathway. Ellen sented herself on it she
spoke, and bsgau to pluck the small ferr and
stone crop that grow among the stones, letting
them fail b ,entfy from her fingers fast SIS
she gathered them. She Wac feeling much
q arm on Conuor's account, and had made q
brave Effort 10 talk upcoDcernedly to conceal
from her companion the ehock his Information
bad given her Aud now she ives glad to re-
lax the strain and take silent momeLt to
que away her tears. How glad she would be
TO know that Connor was safe in Dublin. She
almost smiled at her own iuconsiEt t ,ncy as she
confessed to herself that it was only the dis
tant view of conspiracy and rebellion she
could look at with liberation when it came
30 near as to bring ones own friends into
danger then IL wore quito another aspect
Mr. Thornley, stood by her side, watching the
changes in her face, which he thought re-
vealed the coming and going of happy or sad
thoughts through her mind as clearly as the
mountain sides showed the passage of clouds
across the son, aud owed, like them, is haunt
ing beauty to the alternate lights and shad
owe. The leaves she let fall from her Fl ugers
brought back to his memory q passage from
a tale of Madame Reybauds, which be bad
overheard Lesbia reading aloud to Bride
few days before. It described last inter
view between two lovers, where the girl,
seated on the tlrfb by her lovers side aud tell
ing him news that must sepsrats them for
ever. mechanically piucksd and threw away
as che spoke the blades of grass near her; and
her lover, unseen by her, gathered them up as
they fell from her fingers, to keep them for
ever. He remem bered how absorb aud senti-
mental he had thought the picture, as be
listened. How incredible it would have
seemed to him, then, that he himself could
ever be so infatast ID as to valne dead leaves
because particular hand had plucked them
"A baud whose owner wes certainly not occu-
pied with any thought of him in her ABSENCE
of mind. He had not come to that point yet.
He was not coVeting Elleus fern lOav"s. he as
sured himself. just then little puff of wind
blew one of the tiny froDds alnost into his
hand: He closed his fingers over IL quickly,
and clipped It hastily inside the cover of bis
pock ct book for inst then Ellen woke from