The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1913-03-29

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her conjecture. Miss Pinky spoke out
of full heart to Mrs Duran, whom
she met coming in her husbands bug
gy from Greenbrier. Il never did see
one SO broke down, for a fact; an
we've just got to turn in an give her
all the comfort we can, for if it do
turn out that Louis has departed this
life in peace-an' better boy than
he was in every way l never did see
it's just going to break his mothers
heart" asseverated Miss Pinky.
Shed a right to think of that afore
she turned him out on the mercies of
cold and thankless world" respond
ed Mrs. Duran Law me, it's like it
were yesterday, it's that clean to my
mind" she pursued. "You remem-
Der we all was a-goin' to Miss Norah's
School? AS sweet and patient wo-
man as ever lived, an she with con-
sumption in the blood of her veins
a wearin' herself out! Well, Martha
Greene, the Widow Robbins as is, was
KEEP in for spellin' or maybe twas her
sums, l don't remember rightly
which; an | was keepin' her COM
pany for my letters, for was little
thing, an Martha was in the gradual
in class. All on sudden she got up
and flung her slate across the room
now remember twas her sums, she'd
had no need for slate for spellin'
Il won't be KEEP in with babies,' she
says, and gives me a look that sets
me crying-it to make me laugh to
think of it now-an' Miss Norah
comes an puts her arms about her,
an says how it's for love of her she
insists on the doin' of the sums, for
she wants her to shine when she quits
school, I love you, Matty; don't you
love your teacher?' she says. No,
don't! an I'm goin' TO quit school
right now! roared Martha, an
snatched up her sunbonnet an tears
out an she never did return no more.
1t amt no wonder, with such tenn
per, she turned Louis out to starve or
worse"
ooh, but remember" pleaded Miss
Pinky, when Miss Norah got so she
could work no more, Matty took her
in her best front room with real
checker-berry furniture, an KEEP her
til she lay down and died"
81 amt denyin' she's got a good
heart when she can put you under
obligation to her-but sakes alive,
the suns goin' down, an I've got Mr..
Ouram's light bread to make up for
supper. Come up, soon, Pinky," in
vited Mrs. Duran cordially, and whip
ping up the horse left Miss Pinky to
meander her way home.
That evening number of Mrs.
Ouram's neighbors dropped in to hear
the news from Greenbrier, and the
story of the evil thing done at the
Glover Inn ten years ago was related
to wondering ears. The next morn
ing the Widow Robbins was abroad
early to see about a maid whose serv-
ices she expected to engage for the
inn, and in the averted looks of the
few women she met, she read her con-
demnation. "Pinky's told" she thought
to herself, and felt strange humility,
a stranger enjoyment at being at last
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triton she had known, but the peace
of contrition was hers for the first
time.
Father Nelson had gone to Louis
vile to see the Bishop, and incidental
ly to seek for tidings of Louis Rob-
bins, and, seeing the sexton CT the
church hurrying down the road in her
4; I'm
under the shade of an oak, to learn
if he knew the hour of the priests re-
turn
The sexton had evidently heard
nothing, for as he neared the widow,
he babe her brisk and CHEEKY good
morning. "An you're on your way
to Mass, ma ann" he asked.
"Why, has Father Nelson returned
Mr.. McBride?" exclaimed the widow,
in a tremble.
"He have this morning, ma'am, his
reverence an another strange priest.
They come by the night train, an a
deal of hurry he must have been in
to come by that same. But I mustn't
be standin', ma'am. Tom Rorrey run
over for me with a message from his
reverence as | was settin' down to
breakfast, an | told Tom to run on
with the keys, for there'll be two
Masses, an him an his brother will
serve, an we'll be steppin' out lively,
ma'am, if we won't be late
The church was but a short dis
lance off, and, as the widow hurried
after the sexton, she made up her
mind to wait in the churchyard for
Father Nelson after Mass. She did
not wish to detain him, in all prob
ability he had no news. In that case
a nod from him would suffice. But
should there be news! Then she
would ask him to appoint an hour for
her to come to hear it.
The Church of the Holy Name is a
simple rustic structure framed in the
shape of cross, and is not without
beauty. Each arm of the cross forms
chapel, the right arm being the
Chapel of the Sacred Heart.
The widow knelt before the high
, altar to offer the homage of her
humbled heart to the everything pres
ence of the King, and then proceeded
to the chapel on the right. There
: were to be simultaneous Masses, prob
ably one would be offered there.
Come to me, all you who are weary
and heavy laden" cleaned in golden
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