The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1881-01-06

pnael, or FRA Angelica"
But it does," said Brother Isadore,
for l have seen It."
"Who painted it?" asked the other.
''They never knew"
'.Never knewr' repeated Brother
Giovanni. "Was the artist in dis
guisep"
''They never knew his name! He
was rescued by them on the mountain
where he was in great peril, and he
sent them this picture in token of his
gratitude. 1t has no name upon it, but
is signed by broken sword"
''They must have known who he was"
insisted Brother Giuseppe.
Brother Isadore solemnly shook his
head. 1t wouldvery much have spoiled
his story If they had.
II have no doubt" began Brother
Giovanni, "but, hark! ="
Out in the little hall there was a con-
fusion of many voices, of EXPLANATIONS,
and u sound of hurry and of coming
sprang to their feet Just as the door was
flung open and n monk rushed in.
1.-The saints preserve u.s." he cried,
sbut there is . spirit on the needle
glacier"
"a spiritr' cried Brother Isadore,
turning pale.
The spirit of the American who was
killed there last year." said the new
conner. Hans Linn, the guide, has
seen him. He stands on q narrow
point far out over the precipice, and
he gazes on the peaks he may never
climb"
s.Nonsenser' said Brother Giovanni,
in q peremptory tone. "Hans Linn is
an idiot! 1t is some unfortunate villager
who has lost his way" and he at once
left the room.
Brother Isadore looked after him. and
again shook his head. 1t was plain that
Brother Giovanni had not forgotten
his old worldly ways, and was much too
positive and fond Of giving orders.
In the hall stood the Prior, half di-
vided as to what was best to do. The
guide was drawing vivid picture in
words of a white ghost on the edge OF
the precipice, and some of the brothers
were listening in horror; some of the
others were disposed to think it was q
lost traveller, and they urged the Prior
to send to his relief. Brother Giovanni
did not wait to argue the question, but
said they would need ropes, wine, food,
tea and blankets. The Prior turned to
him with an air of relief. Here was a
man who decided questions, and this he
liked. He at once detailed proper
number of the brothers. Everything
was hastily gathered together; they put
on their snow CATERS, took their stats
with strong, sharp iron points, and set
off. The guide could not refuse to
lead them, and in a short time grew
much bolder, although it was noticed
he was careful to keep close to Brother
Giovanni.
The air was keen and the day clear.
The sun shone on the snow, dazzling the
eyes, and Brother Jerome soon put on
his veil and the Prior produced pair
of blue spectacles. The others preferred
to suffer from the glare rather than OBJ
sure their sight.
The needle glacier, where the spec
ter, or the traveller, had been seen, was
at least three miles away; but the guide
said there was q much nearer path II
the party would consent to some hard
climbing, and he pointed to a steep,
high peak over which they would have
The monks looked at it. 1t was not
easy work to undertake, but when
Brother Giovanni pressed on they fol-
lowed.
High up in a cave they found lad
der the guides kept there, and at first
this helped very much; but before long
the way became too abrupt and steep
for the use of it, and they had to climb
as they best could, driving their stats
into the snow. Then they came to 8
wall of ice, and neither ladder nor stat
was of use.
The guide then uncoiled the rope and
tied the whole party together, leaving
room for each to move, but making il
secure, so that if one slipped the Others
could hold him. He then took hi.
hatchet and, heading the line, began t.
cut places for his feet, the others fol
lowing him closely and stepping intt
the crevices he made. Up on this higi
exposed mountain-side the wind roareC
like the sea. Splinters of ice, shower.
of light snow beat into their faces. The
sun almost blinded them, but their fee
were numb and heavy with the cold
Still no one complained, and although
Brother Jerome occasionally gave dis
NAL groan they were all CHEEKY and full
of vigor. Accustomed to climbing, liv
ing on the mountains as they did, 1t wa
part of their everyday life to maxi
their way over fields of snow and noun
tains of ice.
"It is still to the east" said tn,
guide, rs they paused On the edge of {
great ravine and for the first tim
looked doubtfully at each other. l
certainly was a terrible place. Fa
down was rock after rock, crested will
snow, bristling with ice. Into thes'
depths no man could fall and live. Owe
it lay q slender bridge of fairy-iike ic
/ and snow.
"See, it is firm" said Brother Clio
vanni. "It has not melted anywhere
and the supports are solid"
The Prior looked very doubtfully q
it.
1--WE cannot" he said, "risk tn
lives of so many! My children, let u
pray for the soul of the unhappy man,
and he at once dropped on his knees
promptly followed by Brother Isadore
Brother Giovanni looked at them
surprise and Indignation. This sudde
change astonished him, and for q me
ment he leaned heavily upon his stat
Then he darted upon the bridge an
ran lightly over, followed by the guide
who was more used to action than
prayer in such situation.
The Prlor looked up from ms Deaos.
"Are you sure it is perfectly safe
he called, still on his knees.
Perfectly" answered Brother Git
vanni. and so the Prior arose, and slow
| ly and in great terror crossed, followe
by the others.
For q moment no one spoke. The i
regular roaring of the wind was no
changed into q continuous boomin
sound. Below them lay peak aft,
peak, in all kinds Of fantastic shape
|, They were castles, battlements, tower
, great figures in white. and in one plat
they saw the gigantic face of man a.
parently cut out on a mountain sid
! The clouds above were white, belo
, they were rosy and soft An Gag
! screamed and few just over the
heads.
1t was now necessary for them to d