The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-06-11

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sion OF body and mind.
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open rebellion against legitimately
imposed authority was not for q mo-
men5 to be thought of. No Justly
founded complaint could they raise.
The new Superior did not in any par
ticularexceed his powers or show him
self tyrannical. But he was of a mo.
rose disposition-there you have the
truth IN NUTSHELL and nowhere is a
morose disposition more out of place
than IN monastery.
Cheerful looks, sprightly speech, to
say nothing OF wit and pleasantly,
seemed positive affront to this mis-
guided, but doubtless well-intentioned
man. He was probably martyr to
dyspepsia, or perhaps-let me whisper
this In your cara prey to secret re-
morse, some saint recently white
washed from mortal peccadiloes. A
Jest was odious to him. A smile he
turned away from as if it were loath-
some. In fact, do what they would,
the unfortunate monks found i4im-
possible In his presence to be grave
enough; and, although, fortunately
for them, they spent good deal OF
time out of his sight, they were yet at
their wits end how to arrive at the
necessary staidness ofdemeanor. Es-
| pecially on days of church festival or
ceremonials of their own calendar, was
the task grievous and painful in the
extreme. Upon these occasions the
board would be spread more plenti-
| fully than usual, generous wines and
even liquors would be handed round,
and the pleasures of thetable were apt
to be long drawn out.
| elf then hard for a company of fjovi-
al fellows to behave like mutes at
| funeral when faring on potato soup
and haricot beans, washed down with
water from the fountain, was 1T not
outrageous, even irrational, to expect
them to be downcast and monosylla-
bic when hidden to % sumptuous BAN
| quet
'The Superior might frown and look
GUINNESS itself, as he tossed off his
final glass of ripe old Burgundy or
sparkling champagne. The brothers
made piteous attempts to put on q
rueful countenance and restrain the
| too ready tongue. All in vain. Eyes
sparkled, lips curled upwards, cheeks
glowed, as one good story after anoth-
er elected roars of laughter. The SUI
perior at last could bear it no longer.
Calling the elders of the fraternity be-
| fore him, he demonstrated briefly and
tartly.
Really, well, really, such astate of
things was passing belief. High spirits
and uproarious mirth were pardonable
among a set of schoolboys on the
eve of breaking up, but the
case of men vowed to a religious voca-
tion was quite different. Really
ahem-in fact, the long and the short
OF the matter is, that unless a decor
Gus sobriety of demeanor is at once
striven after and attained, all celebra-
tions that have hitherto taken the
shape of festival must be stopped,
and fasts, even sterner notifications
Of the flesh, be substituted for such
indulgences as the canons of their or
der not only sanctioned, but encour-
aged"
"The crestfallen delegates were then
sci together. For the moment they
looked miserable enough. The SaDe-
rior must have been more than salts
fled with such a demeanor, could it be
looked upon as lasting. Not much
seemed forthcomingin the way OF COM
| fort or advice, till, when each mem
| Der of the conclave had said his say,
/ the Youngest of them all, Father
Chrystal, by name, opened his lips.
"This Father Chrystal was quite a
genius, in no common way either. He
was not only good botanist, but
skillful herbalist and simpler, cogni-
zant with the medicinal properties
| and virtues generally OF O vast num-
Der of plants. Whenever anyone fell
| i'll inside the monastery walls, or met
with an accident, Father Chrystal was
the physician sent for. His balms,
syrups, decoctions and miscellaneous
remedies brought IN quite alittle reve-
nue. to the house, being known through
out that quarter OF France.
"Father Chrystal, with twinkling
eyes and countenance unabashed,
now unfolded his plan. He had long
been in the possession, he said, OF an
interesting, q most valuable secret, a
secret that, were he q civilian and
able to indulge in commercial specula-
ton, would certainly make his for
/ tune. More than one unworked mine
! Of gold, indeed, was his. There
was not q monk or lay-brother
| in the house who had not told
him that dozen times. His
eyewater, for inStancel Patented and
| sold as medicine, such remedy
must bring in handsome income,
Then his cure for scalds, burns and
| bruises but pshaw! these were mere
Dagatelles, trif1es not worth thinking
about, at least, talking about just
i +harnl A 1natfar much more imnflrt-.