Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1895-06-13
Saint Maru's Beacon
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FATHER cAREEL's TEMPTATION.

hVAoO' AVH NOA hhoW "hoS SAIOh
they may be up to-
we intend to search the house,
returned Oscar with a savage oath,
losing his temper.
ne, Mr.. Ludlow said a new
voice, tremulous and gentle, behind
them all do not do that
1t was Father Carmel-pale and
sad.
Never had they seen so much
misery in human face.
What have you to do with it!'
Oscar brutality, exasper-
ated at the sight of the clergyman
"a class whom he considered, in
his own elegant phrase as "canting
interlopers."
III you won't let me make the
search peaceably, shall make it BY
force
Not while / stay here, sir.s raid
George MilhursI, quietly
ter one word more in the E11eaes
Of these ladies in the tone you have
been using, and ! shall throw you
over that railing
STAY commanded Father Car
mel, advancing. There is no need
Mr.. Ludlow, to search your uncle's
house for the will. l found it last
night in the oak cabinet in my
room and now surrender it to you.
By its provisions you are master Of
this place and of all of Gen. Lud-
lows estate and his daughter is o
beggar.'
Oscar took the paper, smiling,
scarcely believing his senses.
Rachel burst into tears and fell
upon her aunt's bosom, while that
astonished lady calculated with ter
rible reproach
ooh, Father Carmel. Your little
Radie How could you? What
have you done? What hare you
done?'
His duty but Miss Phebe's eth
les were regulated in feminine fash
ion by her sympathies, and for the
minute, | think she looked upon
the trembling old man at her side
as the blacklist and most migrate
full of traitors.
About a week had passed. Ra-
chel was residing temporarily with
the Milhurst family. The day was
" levesy .eneand in-an cid fashion
ed, and perhaps not very pictures
que, sun-bonnet, and with gannt-
let's on, and a trowel in her hand,
and watering-pet and hoe and rake
and other Horticultural implements
about her, she was working the
garden.
Out came George. With q gentle
delicacv he had avoided her "a much
as possible since she had come as
his mothers guest, until some ar
rangement for the future could be
made; but now as he stood under
the little porch of the cottage and
saw her toiling among the flowers
so beautiful, so sad-he could resist
no longer. So, assuming a smile,
and with his hands in his pockets,
he lounged carelessly to the spot
she occupied.
What an industrious little wo-
man. he said. Cant | be of some
help? You don't know how mis-
erably idle and lazy l feel. Upon
my word, Rachel, yoS must use
some sort of magic with these flow
ers, they have SO thriven since you
began to care for them
DO you think SOP she smiled
from the depths of that curious old
bonnet.
Every one thinks so; and not
only the flowers grow better, as if
they really enjoyed growing, but,
Rachel, We are al brighter and hap
pier since you came, and-and,-II
thought-I hope he stammered,
that You won't be angry if say
that we should oil be still happier
il we were certain you would al
ways remain with US. As for me,
l should simply be the happiest
mortal on earth
She bent over the pretty plant at
her feet and was silent for a mo-
ment; and then she said, in a low
voice: Il am sorry, George, but it
could not be-
why not? But for that-that un-
know-we should have
been married by this time
Yes; but now we shall never be
she said, standing erect
AGAIN and sm;l;pr;r IL. e.. III,