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

i Louisa. she will never forget that Gfeei
Cbapelr
"Never never " was Louisa's corresponding
Sigh.
husband. She did not open it till she was
alone in her room. He wrote as follows:
'Lodoiska, forgive me that i'll used you. II
was more your fault than mine. did not say
| all had to say on that day; anger overpower-
ed me too much. will not have you remain
the servant of q foreign lady. Put an end to
| that Immediately, with the income 1T brings,
and live as becomes your rank. l beg this OF
you. A capital at your command lies at the
bankers. Il. in Frankfort.
will You yield, Lodoiska would not re-
peat the question, bat am weak,-you know
it. o make me not unhappyi CAsiMis."
Louisa laid the letter quietly by her side.
On the table lay the photograph of the little
Natalie, her wedding.ripg, and the crucifx-
Casimir's portrait she had put o way she did
u, wish to look ut it again it dist tarbed her
dignation and contempt for the man to whom
she had vowed fidelity and love.
She fell on her knees and pressed the CROSS to
her lips my Saviour" she prayed, "stamp
from Thy Cross that every pain endured with
Thee becomes light. Teach me for love of Thee
to despse all other lover
She remained kneeling and forgot tbs whole
world around. The soul of my child it 10
the only reward seek-aud his too" she add
ed ''les me suffer and endare all that can
DeAr-rOT Gnl9 GnloI'
A heavenly peace descended into her soul
was it that her prayer was heard, or was it q
drop of the balsam of heavenly consolation
She stood up, and placing herself at the table,
wrote:
"Casimir, have forgiven you the last in
jury, all others. Yet I cannot obey our
Command. All or nothing! Acknowledge me
before the world as your wife, or let me 60 my
and myself. Work is no disgrace. Our paths
remain apart. You have 80 willed it; not l.:
LOUISA DALMATCHINE, born FLoRINsKA."
The letter WAS sealed and sent.
Stamping with rage CAsimir read the few
lines. 20 had the courage to cast everything
away from me and live for her and for our
childl'' he cried, passion etely; "bnt dare notl
my name forbids it,"
"And my ambition" he might have added
for like greedy vulture, the passion for pow
or was gnawing nto his vitals. He felt that he
posses ssd the talent and the force to lift him
self high into imperial favor, to attain an in
huerc over the direction of political events in
Europe, and only the wifs whom he once had
loved stood in his way.
He had never learned to mod or ate his desires
to bride his passions; on the contrary, his
mother goaded his greed for honor more and
more; his. sisters mirrored before him the glorI
ous future of fame and honors which might be
his. Was it wonderful that he took the reso-
luton to remove from his path the only obsta-
Gle to the high fortune that presented itself,
even though at the price of happiness of his
wife for her whole life, and thai of his even
more TO Dc plIleQ cnllQ
Three days later. Lonisa was going to the
station with the Baron to fetch some Ii tie
nieces who were to stay at the villa. The
whole family Dalmstchine, with their suite
of servants, came up.
The hard, cold eye of Casimir fell immediste-
ly on Louisa's pale, tranquil features. Bot he
read on her forehead the sign which procl aim
ed his i'll usage he saw his mark, the blood
red ecar Of her fall.
They passed one anpther by as utter strang-
ers. He purposely TUNED awsy his face from
her: But never had words spoken to him 80
eloquently as Louisa's look of woe and the red
sign.
For long, long years these will torture him
in his sleep, trouble and disturb him in bis
work, his pleasures and his thoughts; when he
caresses his child, the white dis6gured counte-
nance of her mother will step in between them.
He soon left the waiting room.
looked about her. She did not recognize
Louisa. 1t was only when the signal was
given for the passengers to get into the cars
t oat she first turned quite round, and her lace
mantilla an brushed Louisa'' simpler garment.
Then the two faced eaoh other, and Louisa
bowed to her nother-in-lsw. Princess" che
"the fate of my child lies in your
hands know your plant; but reflect that I
shall one day demand from You an account
Of her fate" Aud she vanished behind the
crowd.
Tne old lady stared after her as if she had
seen ghost. Dalmatchine approached, and
offered his mother his arm. She trembled in
and was struck with o superstiti-
ous fear.
a few moments longer, and the train steam
ed away.
Louisa knew that d section of her life drama
was played out.
tTo be oontinued)
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