New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-05-20

Sister Veronica pushed the beans down into the
firing work but she loved to DO it. To- she I0yea
the damp spring ar T W.T. millions lI Of oWers down
in the darkness each moved the old eartn niue
in It's o sfoF5 MS sweet t Smell as old rose
When they are disturbed in drawer. For olse e[
Veronica was imaginative II spite OF mex sAo0-
From time to time the Sister paused and
Strengthening up her aching back, looked aTouI1a
It very lovely In the old rS iosi
shone FRAGMENTS of the famous trescoeS Dy CEHzz
ne heness Of the sky and in the middle Of the
garden was the well with its heavily carved sloiie
Beyond the well lay the flower garden but Eth, the
ewes for the Sisters never helped them There
would be tange of honeysuckIe In one corner sailQ
veil the rose on the wall would be covered with
Title fellow 60ss6 grs 70 e f vole2s which never
failed the little nun who loved tnein So had bAen
very iii in the winter and was not yet strong. ane
had tasted 9O usn agd R All SORTS f9 Of impossible
ana pious hours and had Inflammation Of the
in her narrow bed almost narrow as that dreaIn1
less one ana coIged and cried because she could
not go to the midnight mass the night before
Sister Marta Monica the Sister With the &c. crossed
St4sr fbough weak and the doctor was anti
quated enough to bleed her, had at last tod neT
loved the open air. but was half afraid that en-
FMS morning She felt much better The little
spikes OF pale green grass Pokins up tnr9qg9 ts
eteTnai new lie beginning adj around-everything
beautiful and made her yery hApp{; GG0 o,iT
peasant but she had carefully taught herseIi 70
be an retrospective seIftorturins nervous amateur
saint. c,.. ,yf,
+i PG IN sat down on her heels and looked
around There ne sat the brink Of the wellIa
He could not sing, for he had no voice. but ne
Chartered away 70 SISTER N6p01lc1 d re s. wien
DO You Terenber your father with his red i6 cap
he drew his boat up with swish througn me
how she used to let help her wash the clothes
a hole in our fathers best shirt?'
self hastily Dio. how worldly am this morn
ingr' size thought. catching up her stick ana
bqPg n a29 fg bean h8 ss c9gnRd
and down b 5he w Paad 4est me little br9
going to chapel She sat down on the moss
Valley would soon come. and took up her rosary.
Ave Maria" she began. when 1-L suddenly
standing ali alone in the path without even leaf
e protect had Tn y F9saF her m day he sailed She
had never seen one in all those years II was Just
ach With ' her brotbers baby IN her arms when
he nS With she %res of fG ny Sticks and Stones
had sPared in the SUM- she I1ss 6 IRg the
smell Of tar the fishing nets spread over poles 10
u .sSfarianina' Giuseppe said. with something
strange in his voice. when I come back VIII you
Ard she buried her face in the moist. fuzzy neck
nF
mi v1Ioi bene?' he insisted gently. You Wish
me :g Tsll'" -. :. =. -.o,u., an,
,rissaG the a5yis fat check ''Oh. Marianina. IL
we should have such a some day. ourselves
Nfna-you will marry VIXEN come back
Isl" she said again looking UP al hini linen
nc God bless you dear" he said. and she said the
IIa never came back because the boat went down
of Caprera, with all hands
ri,c ding. ding II was the Angelus. Sister
Veronica slid from the bench to her knees tears
"Angeius Dorniri nuntiavft Maria "
An when the bell ceased ringing she continued
10 prav She praying for forgiveness, 1or mad
NOT her thoughts been sinful!
she was sitting by open window about which
blew long tendris OF scarlet runners Below her
yvtb INST col0red sails II tOuEded along toward
her And she knew that IN the boat was Giuseppe
and he coming nome to-theIn For on neT
breast Law a sleeping baby: brown: round dinpled
thing with silky rings OF hair and a red mouth
1t was so and soft and she loved II so much
smiled al Marfsnina flor she Marianina In
the dreamy. and with rush Of mother love which
warmed her all over she stopped 70 kiss II But
..esod forgive me. she cried. feeling Tor her
what wicked woman / ann She rose
hastily. and. lighting her lantern. she crept down
the long corridor 20 the chapel
in an agony OF repentance. sobbng and praying
AZ once Could God ever forgive herr She who had
been nun for nearly forty years TO dream that
Sbr kneft there until daylight was beginning 70
sift IN through the windows while the statues ana
pictures about her looked on with unmoVed eyes
That day Sister Veronica did severe penance
eating hardly Anything and axo,dins .ne s1ru "a
2erson. And she went to slssD at nixnf win nsr =