Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1881-09-01

to, Sancto," coming from their mouths.
while the monlish artists attempt
to represent the Deity shocked them.
Then they went into the college. and
saw the laboratory, and philosophical
apparatus, with its strange electrical
machines, globes aud what not. From
there to the library, where Father Au-
gustine showed them the quaint old
books from which dead and gone monks
had chanted vesper and matin song.
Huge volumes were they, of parchment
leaf and leathern cover, with giant clasp
and hinge; odd-looking notes in red and
black, squatty and square (for they
were Gregorlan), climbed over curious
stafT-lines. The girls tried to make out
the words, but the lettering was strange
to them, and, had it not been so. the
language would have been. So Father
Augustine read out some of the lines. the
Latin sounding less harsh in the mellow
Italian way than they had thought.
And then they looked at the shelves.
where imposing tones held between
their covers the writings of the early
fathers of the church--those early
fathers who were SO early that they have
had to father all later creeds. MANY
We're the strange characters, many the
tongues in which these books were
written.
And can you read all those dreadful
languages, father?" asked Miss Bella
No, not all, :" he replied, "but many;
and Brother Anselm, who is the libra
rian, can read them all. "
"Can he read that, father?" said Car
RE Bunner, with wide open eyes, turn
ing over curious looking volume.
Yes, my daughter" said the monk,
smiling, that is only Hebrew. Even ]
can read that"
The library exhausted, Father Angus
tine asked them if they would like to
ascend to the observatory, where there
was a fine view Of the surrounding valley.
Miss Bella was the first to speak:
"Oh. girls, said she, "Im tired. l
don't think l care to go. But, since the
tather has been SO kind, some of you
go"
But the other girls were tired, too.
And so Miss Bella, with an appearance
Of great self-abnegation, declared that
she would go, although Father Angus
tine politely protested that the climb
was fatiguing, and, if tired, she should
not attempt it. But opposition only
made her more determined, so they went
together.
"Oh, what lovely view!" cried Miss
Bella, as they gazed over the fertile
valley. ooh, father, Tn ever so much
obliged to you for inducing me 10
come.
/" 1t is indeed well worth the trouble, !"
replied the priest.
Father" said Miss Bella, fixing her
brown eyes upon him, "what is the
reason you say my daughter to Miss
Bunner. and not to the rest OF us p
Because, replied the priest, grave
", "she is Catholic, and the others
are heretics."
How do you know she is a Cath
olic?"
because she bowed TO the Host
when in the church, which none of the
others did,.
So am hereto, too, suppose %
said Miss Bella, with pretty pout.
Eyes, said the priest, calmly.
Am SO dreadful, then?" said the
girl, archly.
NO" he replied, flushing slightly.
" but-that is"
All, wicked Bella! you have pierced
the priestly armor.
"Oome, father" said she, coaxingly.
"call me daughter too. 1 feel as If
were leper or something. Ugh!0
And she shivered, and then laughed
merrily.
very well, my daughter" said the
priest.
Miss Bella was as pleased as is a VIC
torious General. But she was not con
tent. She lean I'd out from the window,
and, as she did so, she dropped a glove
upon the floor. When she turned the
glove was gone.
Miss Bella could have Rugged herself.
But all things have an end, and so
had the tete-a-tete in the tower. Bella at
last descended, and, as usual, found her
companions cross through waiting, and,
rs usual, subdued them. And so they
babe farewell to Father Augustine, thank
ing him for his courtesy, and crossed the
campus to the carriage. And when they
reached it, wicked Bella could no longer
conceal her story, but told with great
glee how she had made an impression
upon the heart of Father Augustine. I
am afraid she used slangy word III
speaking of it.
Carrie Burner was horror stricken.
"Bella Chester" said she, 81 don't
believe a word of it. Do you mean to
tell me that he. q priest, would keepone
of your gloves
PRIESTS are only men" said Bella,
defantlv.
"Well. 1 don't care" said Carrie, 81
don't believe it. so there"
And the girls climbed into the rock
away, which stood near the old church
the view of the college was thus inter
cepted.
John had listened meanwhile with
much interest. He believed Bella. He
privately believed that she could captl-
vate any man, if she set her mind on it.
And as he took fresh chew of tobacco,
and prepared to start, he INDUCED
in much quiet mirth at the priests ex-
pense.
Suddenly q black-robed figure APP
peared around the corner of the church.
Bella's heart went down into her dimin.
utiye boots.
1t was Father Augustine.
81 wonder il he heard usl'' she said
to herself.
The monk motioned to John to stop
| He advanced to the side of the car
riage.
Zone of the servants, said he. bland
ly, doffing his angular cap, "has JUS
come down from the observatory, where
he found glove. 1t was probably left
by the young lady who was there Will
me. Which was the Lady,"
Carrie Burners eyes sparkled malic
iously. She pointed to Bella.
" Is it yours. miss ?" said the monk
smoothly.
Bella mutely nodded. She could no
| speak. She felt that she was crimson Il
the roots of her hair.
He handed it to her. az bid yor
good d., young ladies, said he, grave
| ", and he strobe off toward the college
John touched up his horses. Fl,
! grinned, but said nothing. He was (
man and therefore generous. The GIRL.
! eiggied and said great deal. They
| were women.
/ And Bella? Wen, Bella had won
dered at first whe ther Father Augustine
heard her.
! She Is wondering yet.
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