The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-05-28

time. Four hours heavy sleep had done
him good.
| He Immediately remembered his resolve
/ Of the previous night. and he determined
| 10 act on il at once, for ne reared some i'm
| pulse might make him change his intention
and pursue, instead, on his own RESPONSE
| bility, one or other Of the courses he had
| so often almost decided on during the
mental torture of the last two weeks.
Twenty years ago, the Catholic arch
bishop of New York did not occupy the
| handsome white stone residence on Madi-
son avenue and Fiftieth street, where that
dignitary now resides. 10 the rear of St
| Patricks Cathedral
He lived further down in a less impos-
ing, but comfortable and commodiOus bish-
opric.
The archbishop was a tall. dignifed, but
beneyolent-looklng man, with masses of
snow-white hair and very penetrating
dark eyes that Invariably gave one the
impression of reading him through and
through.
People rarely lied 20 his grace, owing
TO the tradition that il was useless to do
so, as he always could see to the bottom
OF the well.
He was a profound scholar, knew all
the Languages, living and dead, and more
over had the reputation of being more lib
eral in matters pertaining 10 church and
state than most of his brethren.
When FIR darcy was pronounced he had
just finished breakfast, and was scanning
the morning papers.
He vas rather surprised at this matu-
final visit from the young priest but his
ready penetratiVe powers, sharpened by
long and constant practice at once told
him that the business which had brought
him there was of more than ordinary i'm
portance.
FIR darcy advanced and dropped on one
knee before his superior and respectfully
kissed the episcopa. ring a large and mag
nihcent ruby, the gift of his holiness, the
Pope. which the bishop always wore on
the third finger of his left hand. at the
same time asking a blessing and the privi-
lege of a private interview.
My son, both are readily accorded"
said his grace, and rising slowly, he led
the way into his private sanctum
After they had been closeted together
about ten minutes, the archbishop touch
ed the bell beside his chair 1t was i'm
mediately answered by his private secre-
tary. the only member of the hosehol1
who had the privilege of approaching his
grace in his private quarters
George" said the bishop, cit is now
o'clock For the next two hours I desIre
TO be entirely undisturbed. Say to all
inquirers that l am engaged on important
matters, and must not be interrupted"
George bowed respectfully and left the
room. carefully closing the door after him
Now, my son, continue your story"
said the bishop, fixing his penetrating eyes
on the pale, agitated face of the priest.
:Conceal nothing of the mental struggle
through which it has been his will that
you should pass. Then, in the capacity
of your unworthy superior 1 VIII counsel
you what course TO pursue
However faulty this advice may seem
10 you, remember that your vow Of ODE
dience obliged you. in the interests of our
holy mother, the church, to submit to the
dictates of those in whom she has vested
the episcopal power Obedience is the no
blest and first duty of a priest. In full
filing it all further responsibility is swept
from your soul"
Two hours later FIR darcy walked up
the avenue toward st. Sebastian's Church.
with the 1.-THE, swinging, upright gait of
one who has suddenly thrown off a great
load