Litchfield enquirer., 1881-06-16

'spresumptieus as it may seem that should try to predict the ways of the Almighty, I yet do not believe that He will take from you a life for which you appear to care little. 1 have presentIment that 1 shall see you again." gsde a i May you be satisfied with my work when l next meet you. Father" believe I shall be-, Euphrasius," said the ioidxhan; "l must not grudge you the con6- denee you deserve. look upon you as one of the elect upon whom God has set his seal for the most difficult of labors that are to be performed here below. Go, striving to be worthy of veur election, and come back to me with peace in your heart p
 Brother Euphrasius had certainly peace in his heart at that moment, as he listened to the exhortation of man whom he revered and he went to Paris that day with thankful mind.
 While Euphrasius was preparing himself for the career of a missionary, Angele de Rosenheim was leading by no means happy life in Paris. Little as the desolate monk suspected it, she loved him as deeply as he did her; and she had suffered as much as he from this love- though her pangs were of an- other kind. In her case there was remorse and the bitter humiliation of feeling that she was despised for her mercinariness. Poor girl, she had never given thought to money matters as long as she herself had been con- cerned; but there had been heavy trouble in her family on account of scampish brother and she had been compelled to sacrifice her. self for this scapegrace. Angeles father, the Count de Montcroix, was squire of no very large estate, who enjoyed an honorable com potency, but nothing more. He had two children, and had so husbanded his resources that he hoped to give his son good start Tn life and to provide his daughter with satis- factory dover. But Philippe de Montcrolx, Angeles brother, was a weak-willed spend thrift, who, from the day when he got con- mission in a cavalry regiment, started at 8 gal1op down the road to ruin. He ran into debt, and had to be paid out again and again. First his own portion was swallowed up, then his sisters; after this the Count had to mort gage his estates to meet another disgraceful scrape. At last, there came day when Phil ippe de Montcroix, in order to obtain money which his father could DO longer give him. committed an offence which might have brought him within reach of the criminal law He had to be saved once more. and the only way to do this now was by his sisters making a rich marriage. The Baron de Rosenheim, the Counts banker, who had seen Angele, and ad- mired her, declared himself at this juncture and proposed for the girls hand. He had heard of Philippe's scrape, and with consider able delicacy he advanced the Count large sum of money without any security at the very moment when it was needed. Angele for her fathers sake and her brothers, re- sponded to his generosity by oonsenting to be- come the Baron's wife and, when the mar riage settlements were drawn up shortly af- terward, the banker cleared all the mortgages oil her fathers property, gave her penitent brother fresh start in life by sending hlm as managing agent to cotton plantation in Lou isana and settled a million of francs on An. gele herself.
 It was under these circumstances that An. gele had to meet Henri de Garderoy when he returned from the Crimea. Her love for him had never abated 8 amoment; on the contrary, it had expanded till it filled her whole being ard tortured her. How handsome he looked on that day when he came back to her, having heard oothing of her unfaithfulness How brave, how knightly and trustful, as he held her hands which for moment she had not strength to withdraw from him, and gazed rapturously into her eyes!. But she had to tell him what had occurred, and she did so at length without faltering. Nor could she accuse any but herself. Having chosen her own part, she had the fortitude to take all the blame on herself; she did not disclose her fathers and her brothers trouble; and not word escaped her to show that she looked up on her coming alliance as sacrifice. Her husbands honor was now to be her own, and she would not suffer him to appear odious or ridiculous in any mans eyes. So when Henri in the paroxysm of his despair and anger, flung at her the words, "Jilt! you have sold yourself for money ]" she answered. ''I shall at all events be the faithful wife of a man whom l admire and esteem"-and this she had said with an apparently cruel calm ness
 But it had bean an awful scene, and the recollection of it would sicken her whenever her mind dwelt upon it in after time. Her marriage took place, and she went to reside with her husband in the latter's splendid Paris mansion. Then came the news that Henri de Garderoy had thrown up his commission to become priest, andthis added another weight to Angeles load of secret misery.
 For she had been hoping and praying that he might forget her. Some may think that women never make such wishes in real ear nest, but always derive some consolation from the constancy of those whom they had wrong ed. Angele de Rosenheim, however had not wronged Henri in wanton caprice, and it was essential to her peace of mind that he should be cured of his wound and become happy Two children were born to her within the first three years of her marriage; and if she could have seen Henri marr jed too, she might have found rest, and have lived content in her chil- dren's and husbands love. The Baron was a kind, affectionate husband to her and he was also genial, honorable man, whose upright character she esteemed, and whose many amiable qualities she loved. Not for orlds would she have done anything to pain him i; and she had jealously kept from him all Knowledge of her engagement to Henri. The Baron had never so much as heard Henri de Garderoy's name pronounced by her.
 For all this Henri stood like shadow be- tween him and his wife. Angele could not forgive herself for having, ss she thought, ruined the life of her lover. She understood but too we'll the implied rebuke ito her own mercenariness which was conveyed in his ut ter renunciation of all worldly goods, and the censure upon her marriage which he expressed In his own vows of eternal celibacy. But now that he was priest and monk she some times thought that she could bear to tell him the whole truth under the sacred seal of the confessional She would be wronging no one
  never dared to reveal; indeed, she had per haps failed in her duty by net making full avowals to the priest of her parish whose con- fessional she ordinarily attended.
 One morning, when Angelo had been break fasting with her husband and children, the Baron looking at his watch, said, II shall not go to the office inst yet, for expect the visit of two monks, brothers of the Church Mission. who are coming to me for my yearly subscrip- tion."
 "How much do you give ?" asked Angele, whose attention was not yet quite awakened to the subject
 "A thousand francs generally"
 'And do the monks always come for the money themselves ?"
 ''Yes, it's their rule, believe. The Super for of the Missionary College writes to me that the two friars whom I expect are going to China. and will take my subscription to ward their expenses from our hands, 'and'-as he adds-'leave blessing on our house"'
 .sDoes the Superior say to what order these monks belong ?''
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