The morning news., 1888-11-04
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 4. 1885,

nostrils fresh, your mouth pure, your hands
innocent"
With eyes fixed upon her, he continued
reading to the end all that was necessary
for him to say; while she scarcely hreathed.
nor did one of her closed eyelids move.
When he said:
"Recite the creed.
After having waited awhile, he repeated
it himself:
"Credo in unum deum, patrem omnipo-
tentem."
Amen" replied the Able Cornille.
All this time the heavy sobbing of Fell
Glen was heard, as upon the landing-placo
no wept in the enervation of hope. Hubert
and Hubertine still prayed fervently, with
the same anxious waiting and desire, as if
they had felt descend upon them all the in
visible powers of the unknown. A change
now came in the service, from the murmur
of half-spoken prayers. Then the litanies of
the ritual were untolded, the invocation
to ali the saints, the flight of the Kyrie Elei
son, calling on heaven to the aid OF misera-
bic humanity. mounting each time with
great outbursts, like the fume of incense
Then the voices suddenly fell, and there
was a deep silence. Monseigneur washed his
fingers in the few drops of water that the
Abbe poured out from the ever. At length
he took the vessel of sacred oil, opened the
bed. 1t was tho solemn approach of the
sacrament OF this last religious ceremony, by
the efficacy OF which are etfaced all mortal
or venial sins not pardoned, which rest in
the soul after having received the other
sacraments old remains of forgotten sins,
sins committed unwittingly, sins Of languor
which prevented one from being firmly re-
established in the grace of God. The pure
white chamber seemed to be like the indi-
vidna,s collected therein, motionless, and in
a state of surprise and expectation. Where
could all these sins be found! They must
certainly come from outside in this great
band of SUMS rays, filed with dancing specks
of dust, which appeared to bring germs OF
life even TO this great royal couch, so white
and cold from the coming of death to pure
young maiden.
Monseigneur meditated a moment, fixing
his looks again upon Angelique, assuring
himself that the slight breath had not ceased,
struggling against all human emotion, as he
saw how thin she was, with the beauty of an
archangel, already immaterial. His voice
retained the authority of divine dlsinter-
e,tedness, and his thumb did rot tremble
when he dipped it into the sacred oils az he
commenced the unctions on the five parts of
the body where dwell the senses, the five
windows by which evil enters int the soul.
First upon the eyes, upon the closed eye
lids, the right and then the left; and slowly,
lightly, he traced with his thumb the sign of
the cross
"Per istam sanctam unctionem, ct suam
pussimam misericordiam, indulgeat Domi-
nus quidquid per vsum deliquisl."
And the sins of the sight were redeemed; !;
lascivious looks, immodest curiosity, the
pride of spectacles, unwholesome readings,
tears shed for guilty troubles.
And she, dear child, knew no other book
than the golden legend no other horizon
ha af 70 tboGrn1 which hid
from view all the rest of the world. She had
wept only in the struggle of obedience and
the remuneration OF passion.
The Ahba Cornille wiped both her eyes
with bit of cotton, which he afterwards
put into one of the little cornets of paper.
Then Monseigneur aaointed the ears, with
their lobes as delcate and transparent as
pearl, first the right ear, afterwards the
left, scarcely moistened with the sign of the
| cross.
''Par istam sanctam unctionem, ct suam
! pussimam misericordiam, indulgeat tibi
| Dominus quidquid per auditum deliquisti.
| So all the abominations of hearing we're
| atoned for; all the words aud music which
| corrupt, the ISLANDERS, the calumnies, the
blasphemies, the sinful propositions listened
| to with complacency, the faisehoods of love
\ which aided the forgetfulnesS of duty, the
| profane songs which excited the senses, the
| violins of the orchestra which, as it were,
| wept voluptuously under the brilliant
lights
| \ She in her isolated life like that of a
] c3oistered nun--she had never even heard
| the free gossip of the neighbors, or the oath
of the carman as he whips his horses. The
only music that had ever entered her ears
| was,that of the sacred hymns, the rImblings
| of the organs, the confused murmurings OF
| PRAYERS, with which at times vibrated all
this fresh little house, so close To the side OF
the great church.
TIE abbe, after having dried the ears with
| cotton, put that bit also into one of the white
| cornetS.
| Mon sagneur nov passed to the nostrls,
the right and then thei left, like two petals
of white rose, which he purified by touch
| ing them with the sacred oil and making on
them the Sign OF the cross.
'sPer istam sanctam uActionem, ct suan
pussimam misericordiam, indulgeat tib
Dominus quidquid per odoratum deli
quisti."
And the sense of smell returned to itt
| primitive innocence, cleansed from all stain
| not only from the carnal disgrace of per
! fumes, from the seduction of flowers will
breath too sweet, from the scattered fra
grancies of the air which put the soul tC
| sleep: but yet again from the faults of thi
interior sense, the bad examples given to
others, and the contagious pestilence o.
scandal. Erect and pure, she had at last be
come lily among the lilies, great lily
whose perfume fortified the weak aud de
lighted the strong In fact, she was so truly
delicate that she could never endure th'
powerful odor of carnations. the musk o.
iilacs. the feverish sweetness of hyacinths
| and was only at ease with the scentles
blossoms, like the marguerites ard the peri
wrinkles.
ITO BE CONTINUED
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