The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1918-04-13

from the Government out of the
Church property which was confiscated
in past years.
How the Angels Came Back
1t was the Paris Express, and the
engine kept singing merrily on
toward the rock-walled curve, where
i'll sheer delight at her speed she
gave long, loud shrek. Then a
strange thing happened. A passenger
lay back drowsily in his compart-
ment, and two more short, sharp
cries of the engine seemed to reecho,
as it were, by two sharp stitches of
pair in the travellers side. He start
ed up blinking-and just then a guard
came in to switch on the light.
What station next? La Chapelle
| Anthenaise, is it not?" asked the
passenger, his face twiching and his
hand pressing heavily on his side.
La Chapelle Anthenaise, Monsieur;
but no stop till Evron, replied the
guard. But Monsieur is ill.,"
This train must stop at La
Chapelle Anthenaise," said the pas
senger, with an air of finality.
Il shall signal replied the guard
"but the conductor will not stop. I'm
possible
| HE will STOP" barked the passen
ger, he will stop for mel" The pas
senger shot his fingers into his vest
pocket and drew out a small engraved
gold plate: IN. Henri Revandier
mon garcon, Secretary to the Minister
| of Public Worship! Will he MOI
stop?" And M. Revandier replaced
1 his card.
The express drew up painting at La
Chapelle Anthenaise. Passengers
leaned out of the carriages inquisi
lively and drew back again querulous
ly. Why stop an express at this mere
siding.
The conductor ran along the fou
foot platform to the third carriage
arriving just in time to meet NJ Rev
andier as he stepped painfully out.
Il can take Monsieur on to Evrol
in twenty minutes. There is a hos
pital there. What can Monsieur d.
in this forsaken place?' ventured tn
conductor respectfully.
MANY thanks, sir, | do not wish t
SO on replied M. Revandier with a
effort to be civil. He stepped forwar
along the platform, then stopped shor
Send telegram to the Minister G
Public Worship, saying / am detaine
here" He took the pad and penc
! the conductor offered and scrubbed
Appendicitis. Stopped at La Chapel
| Anthenaise. Doctor Moutier her
r tending his mother. Will be along t.
morrow Not serious"
! The conductor took the pad and wa
! hurrying along the platform when N
| Revandier suddenly cried after him
| Never mind, conductor, do not sen
the telegram"
f With an cath the conductor fun
the paper in the mud and signalle
his engineer to go ahead.
81 shall be all right" unused M. Re-
: andier, as he started down the singl
! street of the village. In fact wa
fool for getting off at this little hol
; of a place. | wonder whcr
Moutier,s mother lives. Not a sol
, in sight to ask"
/ 1t was already dusk and M. Reva1
, der was now opposite small an
modest appearing house of tire
: stories. A lamp burned in the from
, window casting beam of yello'
, light down the gravel path. Som
one was expected, thought M. Revar
der
Then he heard light footsteps be
hind him at little distance. H
, turned to see who-but, oh. the PAL
the pain-again! With one han
, he clutched his twitching side an
with the other the iron gate. The
: the pain again! The gate gave il
, ward and NJ Revandier fell gaspin
on the gravel.
The light footsteps broke into
run and when NJ. Revandier opene
for a moment his painfraught eyes
he looked up into the face of fai
maid of Brittany. 1t was Angeliqu
Moulard, and pityingly she began he
unselfish nursing of Henri Revandie
back to health.
,
In the window of the modest hous
whence he had seen the yellow ligh
OF the lamp beaming down the path
way sat the9thin shadow of the Secre
tary to the Minister of Public Wo1
ship. But M. Reyandier was improy
ing. They had got Doctor Moutier TO
him just as that gentleman was abou
to leave the village. The operation
performed without delay had beel
a doubtful success.
indeed he might now be stark ant
| stiff were it not for his dauntles
nurse. Through tiresome days ant
i weary. sleepless nights she had sa
i by his bed smoothing his pillow
cooling his feyeriSll brow and ma