The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-04-25

sassination of Gerard. He heard her
out grimly. Fearing neither Prince
nor devil, he Numbered at her till she
groveled at his feet. When he was
done with her, she DOTTED her Jewels
and silks, and in q mean garb ploddei
barefoot toward Loretto. washing the
feet of wandering men on her. way.
Gerard. taken from the Tiber q
suicide, was passing for young saint
in the convent while she was dragging
herself toward the place of expiation.
They sent the young monk to the
scaffold with the condemned to try his
soul Then they set him to preach to
the. crowds. He began with a trem-
bling voice. but by and by he forgot
} the crowd, himself. everything.
Brother Jerome stared like one who
The Dominicans praised God that they
had found an orator who could move
souls. tstsh@
The new monlu~.was ordered. to go
through Germany to England.
With eyes cast down, he retraced his
steps over the road that he had walked
with, sword by MS side ami earthly
love and pride and hope In his heart.
wonderful power seemed to de-
scend on him--a power that made ter
rible words come to his tongue to
chastise. sin and wrong. ana that made
his hand and heart go out in self-for-
getting. overpowering love for those
who committed sin or suffered. Word
ran along the Rhine that a sainted
Dominican was making his way north.
Crowds gathered to hear him, to kneel
as he passed or to touch his garment.
One day when he rested in a barn
woman kneeled down before him with
out word and began to wash his feet.
It was, the Princess. He drew his cowl
about his face and she confessed to
him. Then he bade her look.
Leave this pilgrimage and return to
Rome at once!'' said he, when she had
recovered from the fainting fit that
overcame her at sight of the man she
home by being humble ana merciful
Live a pious Princess. That Is true
penance."
Meantime there was deep sorrow in
Holland, combined with a great Joy
A little Gerard had been born to Mar
garet. and the Eliassoen family, who
had taken her to their hearts and pro-
claimed her proudly and publicly
Gerards wife. were divided between
delight at the little son and grief for
Gerard, whom they esteemed dead.
Denys had found them and told them
all he knew. Letters had come telling
them of his wanjerings his arrival
in Rome and his successes. Then sud
denly all tidings stopped
Old Peter Brandt and Martin both
died, and the Eliassoens came to Rot
terdam and took Margaret into their
new home.
One day Margaret went into the
great church of St. I.aurens and sat
down. Her place was under a window.
The sun shone on her head. She closed
her eyes and longed for peace.
She heard. but did not look, when
the famous monk who was to preach
that day began his sermon. But sud
denly his voice stopped in the very mid
die of ringing sentence.
She looked up. Her first conscious
ness was that every eye in the congre-
cation seemed bent on her Then she
glanced at the pulpit. There, looking
straight at her. was a face as of a star
ing corpse. The friar's eyes, super
naturally large, were glazing at her
out of bloodless face.
There was a commotion in the great
pile Then IT quieted and the sermon
went on.
Margaret staggered out of the
church. The friar finished his sermon
and fastened into the churchyard,
where he had seen the sexton, whom he
recognized as one who had lived In
Tergou. Chance served him strange
~. Ho man hdu worked Tor GhyB-
brecht. and he had seen the burgomas-
ter write letter for Cornelis and
sybrandt, which was to be given to
Hans Memling.
Ten minutes afterward there burst
into the Eliassoen house, where the
family sat at the table waiting for Mar
garet Dominican friar, lived with
rage. He leaped to the table in front
OF Cornelis and Sybrandt. and with his
two hands lowering over their heads he
cursed them by name. soul and body. In
this world and the next 1t was an
age eloquent in curses. He cursed
their hands. their hearts, the meat at
their mouths and every atom of their
bodies from their hair to the soles of
their feet.
Then. turning from the COVERING
pair. he tore from his bosom the forged
letter and flung 1t to his father. "Read
that. thou hard OLD man, that didst
imprison thy son." said he 'sThe
memory of my wrongs and hers dwell
with you all forever, will meet Won
again at the Judgment Day! On earth
we Will see me no morer
In a moment he was gone as he had
come. leaving them stiff and cold and
white as statues.