The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1889-12-19

lowed her.
The suns rays which were reflected from
behind the hills of Wicklow cast their shad-
ows upon him, and as binding tear over
flowed it's banks and cOursed its way down
his haggard features, his good old heart
scared heavenward and his lips moved in
pray of angels and men," prayed
he. You whose coming tonight was an
nOunced to the lonely shepherds tending
their focks on the hillsides; You who
brought peace on earth and good will to
men. comfort the heart of that good young
man-her uncle (pointing to the retreatng
form of the little girD, and forgive the men
who so unjustly wrOnged him and his com
paniOn and cast them into felOn'S cell; in
still into their good hearts the grace of for
givenSSS of their enemies so that when they
come forth from these prison gates land
here his eyes turned to the frowning walls
of MOuntjOy prison which stood up in all
their gloomy horror within stones throw
of where he stoOd). they may continue to
walk in that path of righteousness. truth
and love in which they ever trod."
The little girl reached her home with the
fresh flush of youth and beauty upon her
face. and depositing her holly and ivy in
the hallway out of reach of passing feet,
and guarding it from the destructive pranks
of her favOrte Newfoundland, said. "Oh!
mama. what nice old man; he picked out
every bit of holly with berries upon it and
gave ME it all; he called me a little angel,
and asked God to bless me! Do you think
will uncle come home tonight. mama?
The question aroused the youthful mother
from her reverie, and as she replied; Il
fondly hope so. my dear" retired into her
room. She fell in tears in prayerful atti-
tude by her bedside. and in the fullness of
hD,, Co. hor ;,,:,, \
that her hopes might be realized and her
covering herself little she examined her
diary which lay on the mantlepiece and said
to herself: "Yes. he should have been re.
leased this morning." And then with hope
still burning. but perhaps they don't allow
them freedom until nght.'
Alas! how little she knew the many long
years that would roll by ere she would cast
her loving eyes upon him again, and how
little she thought that at that very moment
the object of her alteration was within al
most speaking distance of her, cOntending
with his companion regarding the future so
fraught with misery. All! If she but knew.
how swift would have been her footsteps
to his side. and throwing around him the
mantle of her ssterly love protect him from
the gathering storms of adversely which a
little while after burst with tumultous fury
around him.
CHAPTER IL.
At the point where the South Circular
road running in an easterly direction loses
itself in the carriage way that leads to the
world renowned Phoenix Park, Dublin, there
once stood All old oak tree (whether it is
there still or not 1 don't know behind
which rose up in all its majestic grandeur.
the beautiful edifice known as the Roman
Catholic Church of St. Vincent De Paul.
Around the foot of this tree is seat run
ming its entire circumference where wearied
pedestrians in summer time rest and the
religiOuSly disposed of the early morn
await the opening Of the Church. On this
seat, upon the evening and at the hour of
which write, sat two young men. The
elder whose name was Joe, was about
twenty-six. while Harry the younger lacked
four years of that age. They were both
young men of birth. education and char
acter, and held positions of trust and conf
dence ever since the day they left school and
began for themselves an honest and honor
able career. Joe in one firm was, after a
couple of years, promoted to the position of
chief cashier, while Harry in another firm
as quickly rose on the ladder of fame and
fortune. They both were fast friends and
not one blot ever rested upon the fair
escutcheon Of their respective regulations.
On an evil day friend of Joe's called
upon him for an accommodation; not having
it about him of his own. he incOnsiderately
used the money belonging to the firm, and
being called away to do some other busi-
ness at the time, forgot the transaction un-
til few days after when the shortage
came under the attention of the manager.
JOe after little hesitation. which created
a suspicion in the keen scent of the mana
gers nostrils, told the facts of the case,
boldly asserted his want of guile in the