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.orntdgotwe *.a. arouse erA 18 hpsk rm i .with he appro mainly devoted t th I u r .Catholic Church. * Mo _ To prevent al Ahoy., an i aed on & joian ot e tel of wh'o rrriu. ;^krish I e Sbn dollars, isive SG Tdollars each, 4gprevsiqpm./g Wthe e approve it the o taking, and om to th of our Diocese, rH tJ.M.AoaooNW, ,,o a BEAUTIFUL ARE` 1r E>ncarrs 8 THA BR L TAsor BEAUTIFUL 8_= --_,_ THA BRING1& GLa) TIDINGS OF GOOD THIuggi= au.mpr ol Pe r l I a Idnil Graceb " - .I r A 5 7a 1. a yeeH e ik i ae a l e a d c o m m al f o o t at'0 d 6 W 0 n NUMBER 1.hv ifStar and Cath sengel S W ORLEZAB. SIIDAY, a 1871. [For the Morning Star and Cat ger.] WHEN iTr. REV. J. RT * Some day in Spring? When earth is bright When wild.birds And fewest hearts Shall I die then Al, me! no matter whe I know it will be a To leave the hopLa of m To rest beneath the To ]ued anad klie4Th , Ian h~y Home-oh! m ! . 1 Spmtner morn " all the wins pl vWhes ~ bse hide each And smiles-the spirit' S Shall I de then ! Alb, me! no matter who I know I will rejoice To leave the homes of To rest beneath the so To hear Thy tender vol SIn Tby Heom-oh! my in. SSome Autumn eve SWhen shadows dim the ?i ean all things grieve, And fairest things all di hball I de then! A !4w ma R s when y Heme-eh! I Wintry day en all the sky is Ani beanteosa May Sloops be December' aldl ds then f A.h, met no mstter wh My heart sal thl 'To lve *hbomas ofe To rest beneath the Alk I Joy has 'o allo In Thy Homen-oh ? a, me! Itell" The Rosary of my y And it is well the Dead. are stran tears' HEste..eath, and com I pins-I pray for 310 1 know it will be sweet To rest beneath the 4: To kneel aend kim Thyl In Thy Home-oh! ! J,nary 24, 1e71. B4 TE R. A £tory Seal Life in aPbe CIIAI-rzie II [Coneluded. Again there sit in the I us d tm of Bertrand Winter's h husba Ife. It is not now the gr- ndolen he studied nothing but in her ere is a fair gentle girl, a poa her cheek, and a light g in her calm clear edyee. pretty girl; time had ad r ie was now a beautiful w e. gracious presence, wit o led sweetness andi dignity and ite as before, but with so g of lat kept thoughts and fee once o cLnonstrated out of sight. aPa, ry sensitive natures can hbe Soples. Grace did not loc li msie had done that eveni en a her mother's feet and pl for Bertrand was now a fin udoome e four months of his mar fe had ryapp ones. A new mll terest ad for a time abso him ionately loved his gentl ad id resence as yet he had nev b id n n of his besetting But he ow'jng rather tired of thl int. ea' gone back to Rook 1 hew lo.Wr with Grace, and ol its beg eiinim their sway. On this eveniig he did no- kvery le; there s a lowering fi on his nd amu'oomy expE aoi his aimsple lotag U'aee thogb was ill, doubledtier efforts tom J re dinner there had bee ertrand was most fgdi all nnected with his toilet. e Wi hich he washed his di white, st be at a certain temper . neither nor too cold. Ilis val }o had him' shrii yere, was ule most but, on this partic ay three l iots of water had akcn to , ing-room; none em was ri asd who was passing ugh the hall tai . at seeing a lr g flung wvitl arn co down the stanircaso iks tb: L , a R ater descend like atnncl ''In O1 aater I" sh od of" t i ,1"A Cl'. who htIstily care' ,e.'' r, "Jsoaes has d i notlikfngt repli ed harp-w L r iord and mas tell his gentldemi - ter othe d in n-roon om~Be • 6 '. o ýs anI~ld hºopini There o dr , and of which hich he had eswpe Corked, and there was very fond, was ing but Sbe fair most uneatables table prevented ingat him a As it waa, olent out .f i silent y. , G ,ac ey adjou the her Grace tried to chesr Seira d little efforts were u e stole one soft white an ing into his face, Zi smi'r winning, it was won that he his heart against it. "My darlinagn she a gentle, "you.. well to-day, I am rr face looks qia changed." He made no reply.' "What is it 1" she ed ; "has anythin happened to annoy , aFor heaven's sak , "he cried hastily, I "do n6t4worry me Wd Women are never , satisfied. I canno' sit a simper an my'l face all day long;, The white arm d the face fell. "O Bertrand," shesid, notbe cross with me; indeed I thought not well." "Cross! I am not h be replied still more angrily; '"tat is a ye the way; if I speak one word, ITm cr Don't be to absurd, Grace !" But the angry words, the first poor Grace had beard, Iad gone like a sharp dagger to her heart, a woune? that was never to cease paining her while life lasted. Her lips quiv ered, the wondering lovin4lres grew dim with tears, something Ilk - choked her - ad to 00uk. - rInl7 I Ii .d 'of coarseyu a most; a whInin, cr a tion. Ifyou cannot ma I willgo out." Then her mother's warnin am ak to Grace's mind. "I said I would h im to overcome _, she thouht erself, "and I ahe bitter that rose to iit from hi to the p oane, .at of Isis favor songs. He li tocei pit of hi the temper as troe himw to "Do G ," hoe ; "I Ii to yoe, Brtrand," she lied, "if yon " "o thank you," B answered curt 'that wod send me to sleep." His isa· l ble temper was now fully the more his e'tried to seethe I the tore angry he became. Seeing that re mained perfectly silent, he cried out: "Have you nothing to say, Grace I can not find amusement at home, I mnst g t for "What can I do " she answered in r. "EverTing I begin is wrong-" "That will do, ha interrupted; and log angrily from his chair, heleft the room, ing the door a tremendous bang. Poor Grace sat like one stunned. "What can I have done ?" she said to If over andover again. In her loving hu ty she was ready to take all the blame of h re tability to herself. "I must be more tl not to annoy him,n she thought. Poor child, she little knew or real! en that the state of anger in which she had t seen him was the state in which he live a rule. - An bhr passed by, and he did not re n. Poor Grace never forgotthat hour. She astih il het wonld break. She tboua'heralyupon the .fa when Be d itted the room, and buried her fAce in ds. The hot tears fell from between r gar on to her rich dress._ he footman going in some time afterwads w her there. * When he reported in the vants' hall that "misnla was crying till te cold hardly se," there was great indig.a iona amot the old servants. 'Be'll break her heart," said the butler, "if be goes en in his wild way with her. She's to gentle for bi o." Ithe leoing riRis fr away in Cornwall could have aseeln-tg diHg in this her nfirst grieax they wonM hew that their worst In an hour otwo aerwards when the hot fit of sanger a , Bertrand eame to his senses, and thbn he was furious with himself. £Sx ynorontle dallfng," he aid, "'what bru IhavebeeU to h ; He hegged her k forgive him, and he ptomisd that be wourn try to control the bad temper that led hin etimes to the verge of madness. "I knew when we were married, darling,' race whispered to him when they were secon sled, "that you were not very patient. I rati hen Iwould help you try to be good; spd s will. I shall not weary of my fforts." Far into the night that sweet gentle womat Iked to Bertrand as he bad never been talk to before. She tried in her persnasive wal show him how great the sin of anger is wretched the home must be where th master yields to such violence e- ' s i go Bertrand's mother had -a r- I is h would have been a diffe -r. Itis this story would never hb he 'and lig t she had been too indulgen rug.. bit of yielding to violent th sllghtest pocatio or e ul- a uqi ,", .~· lywitou any at all, hLad po tn bin-, and le knew it-Wonld ron- LB- self-discipline rad control to s e kissed the pale gentle e t lat m on his shoulder. g f yon ii talk tlk to darling n "haS o6 7yaelf ; it . racefa habit, e I -wo-as a Sto now it is Si am sorue r times firaid of it me 'Bel I know *hat d I am doing when Jt Fans of me. Do to ottremble so, r I to be good.": For some .week eect peace ion. e I a arous man dredo respite, won Io G race, in her loving simplias cunredfor Sor painston r the pror one S look aout erness i. the w Utrated her Sr have ben an- a there he coatlh t. bed upon it em tbeen liD the fair Mr. and Mrs. Tret . G o ase ti eyesto sitr with Winni some bo , an i. The revnt r rshe toucbed it, the awe wit i heart G ed the fair little face and th e ourds Ilas wonderful ts see. a. kiader d wtan ever; be wschilittleh e forebodings-'. 4 g b age n. 0ell l that seemed fourb the atme piers in bich it lived p erved the litt one in some measuore from effects of a del cate constitution. Grace' oving, sensitiv tender netore had descend her child. II lips would-iniver, bud hea ears fall from ii eyes, at the leait sign of an ngry look. Ti timid littleheart onld a broken at an a gry word; they were obli to be gentle an careful in the extreme to oid hurting th I sensitive little mind. All there was good i rtrand's natar seemed to be sad by little child. The called him Pas, fter Gra c father. When h was old enough totter, as they prondl called it, walk, trnd de the little fello his constant co panion. woild have beel diffclft to say o Pan t ad best-the dea gentle mamm who see d only to live t love him, who sang so eotly to him, any hashei him a tenderly her arms.; or th kind rog a, who n r entered the hone with t a pre at for li a Paul, who playci wt im and udalged in every poesibl Sway. The ch fairly rhipped Bertrand as hgrew o er b f believed his paps w he gran st, the cl rest, and most beau tif of hm beings. Vhen tired of pln beold be tet to forhors where i e: lit hand 14 touch s japa, drinking ii v sound his de oice, and watehin1 wi wistfl ovng a every change on hi, f. He id nv to sleep at nighi f 1 e h kissed ; if Bertrand w fr home, 's first n on returning was o at on to the n ry i Where my litt y t where is Paul 7' would from staire; nud a Saril . all voic old rei Lam h , drlin a; come to me." S'hen P 1 was di are old, a little dlark id slate was born iade by name; am r y p the bo of the tiny bnbe, Sen B rand w good," as Grace calla no m t have ked far and wife for I I e as ppyas t r CH ER IV. ree a pass n. The children of Bee. a t da grace healthy and beautife. a de r every to the hearts that lovet a t s ell. Bn shadow lay now on thi tie ung mot a face; there was a loot o ati t eubmi in her clear, and ee erent fr the happiness that ha Sa e re who al lay frst a little infani i er me. Th Ilueuce she had at fir; 1 o i over he usband was on the wan.s t its, form ong bfore -he had knows t a 1 edthe geo girl, bad regained them a y. W torms std gusts of pas Iu s ook the use at intervals like t is c of a ty hurricane. These f if. ollowed deep and genuine repen' a and ma earnest promises of sel to 1. But oe did not hope now as s d a doneho be to peroeive thb m sofg and wise training in yru e laced. She knew Be ,n hard at to subdue his temper, b n. lifil ill or and angiy passions th id en un ked in the boy were no so r of th so. She was very patiet, him an ver complained; but her lii an arkene constant fear and drea k- as not n herself the object of b ay a but a ould not endure to hear hl is, a at unoffending domestic, wl he ha erha d in his too great anxiet ie p1 his a r. The fits of passionb us re4 oe ibe feelings of sorrow I v he t, ,ut . in his wildest rage sirl al spar is children. To the e w Sin stldy sand gentle. Nlone less th orkh r tremble lest they i ir to Sat anger which knc bon, ah at, '*1~· When the afgrl t was neereO ing footsteps. e of ilov~iwed at i e:e terd of ine ahero*4 d he did not hn gmro wing ht o ,, o a o'ht -.~-c.l, cthe o O to h as WmorelberTa wa lettersjca gekr. prgga sot ten o tth fl ee lth d Frn the' the hie! ceutant irrltg p evening cai wbhori en he·roge ni stant s an o ed lived' in a~e. nrbanees be and usnse. The dl et; nothing a mo~ n with his tomr rashes, s, ight orim--collars, bjeet of eo g eW made a letters cal gr breakfast as howered a orrent of abe, that here was an i pQ e rnvnts alike. *iut to his W1fe tervan aihke dhe baban to peae while be a thoe ga on e Park. Dinner resent, thaer 4f of all; i visitors were o temer; xhibi t ihe nwe ceeu ?pje is the whole eps and rep cold old rathor.rirk for th .i be pleas1 dlnhen can or 58 passed, the eve nl earo aly saw the orm pass nWVa t L. ]be/ ý tthat see on toeble~ eeeoe nd spared hit lldre e oi l is raised toc eer on. m et little and loving fto the, 1 was al isitive boy, as devot to his fa ther he nb when a babe v as a bealifeu fietd littlel e more of i S h, and e t o t h r 8 f t eer d o eano ord hied t h er i grown to be a burden to her. rand still retained many of hie lover I t He never allowed his wife's birth pass over without making an espepcial I the occasiA, and some pretty little r t always mnearedhis attention to her. h eer he had seen a very expensive but ntift l little watch, which pleased him Sunc h, and he purchased it for her. Grace hbo him with her sweetest smile, and they togsther to the nursery. Little Paul hadl uillg fr some days, and his mother did kd to leave him for long together. The at better, and playing about the room titly entered ; he immediately climbed pa kneo. Bertrand talked lovingly and i y to the child. All at onbe be caught sight mother's new watch and asked to see it; I fretty glittering precious stones charmed i and he was not willing to relinquish it. ire the watch to your mamma, darling," Bertrand. e boy looked with a wistful smile up into h ether's face, and playfully tried to hide twatch in his dress. Alas, it sdipped from tlittle hand, and in half a moment lay ered upoq the floor. Bertrand, in a snd access of fury, raised his hand to strike toy, who, shuddering, tried to escape. The w fell heavily on his bead ; the child fell, in falling rtruck his temple against the er of the chair on which his lather had - sitting. ' My God." cried the miserable man, '"I have led him!" t had nil been so momentarily accomplish when Grace looked last at her husband and ild they were smiling and happy; when she rned round to see the cause of the noise, tie Paul lay as one dead upon the ground, d his father was hanging over hiut with a Id white face. "I have killed him, Grace," he said. "0, retch that I am! My darling boy!" " hlush," sail-the poor mother gently ; " try be calm. Do not let the servants hear you y that." She lifted her darling from the ground. The es that had been shining with happiness a w minutes since were closed, the little lips, ly two minutes since prattling and smiling, are white and cold. She laid ler handon his hart, and found that he still lived. She car ! him into her own room and laid him on h bed. She rang and summoned the servants, eling one quickly for a doctor, and others forhat she required. Her voice was steady, berips did not quiver. There was one thought oefa her, and a thousand voices seemed o dI it in her ear. It was that her husband had, in his angry passion, killed her child. WVhe the doctor came she stood quietly by whil4 he examined the little one. The nurse cried so incessantly that she was of no use, but the miserable mother shed no tear. Vell, he lives?" she asked the doctor in a low !hoarse voice. t cannot tell yet,, Mrs. Winters," he said. 'I hope there is just a chance." When he ad goneaway, a nd the uncon aelous child lay in her darkened room, watched carfully by his nurse, Grace went down in seaih of her wretched husband. He had locked himself up in his study. ' eritrand," she said, "let me in; I must see ou." eoppe ed the door, and until the day of her desth:Grace never forgot the face she saw then; it wis so white, so wild, so despairing. He could not speak to her. She laid her hndon his shoulder. "Bertrand,"'abe sad gently, "he is not .d~ " ,O;rae he maid wildly, "lee me die I cannot live I have killed my st my dar ing, loving son, my de e us hope, she said wearily; her i , )a olsnee for li life." "there i ti tr himself on his knees, and la o re s , n his hands, while he cried ou the itqness of his remorse. ed Gawijsbleatne "I would ave died for him. I lo i.better than m ife. Ivr ert m ling oy. Ihave nerow sw ` q Sery word to him. I did not 7 8 him. In theep mgofwal h ll is littlme yean he cowardy "thkut o e g in the a me leary tone, a toig . Remember, if he ode b t e bring upon o rslt if any on''b 'heryou sa yo hy ad kiiled him i told : lie B atrnd; I aid he bhd fallen in his pivery. o erws the truth save God Bht eshc ould not.seotes him. is remorse as somethng tsdrihl to witness. mad Yobe shol the liedt- that i m ;i trevead any boy, my darling c e one r t last night.' tol btle hndrow, the dismay, and t tolt e b trht houaehold i The a sho .ife . o g aill and when it was h a rdd. d" h ld nared hise brain s hete hrom .l ttlea h ope pofw arl den was only ton was s t on that ac S ten yo olde ras oer oe, eyes e - d to gleamn wldlyin i. hite _ W d Words can tell his sorrow; he loved h hilren with pasrsonate tenderness and yet in one moment of ungtrrded a rin had so ardelly struok the dfneaor dmet llow t th eas playing is. haina n erdpth bt his reerse as t patentste who rat q rheciv e h e wh it. AU that w night he paoedthe ibrary, thining of the ale ittliegdre oling sotll and so, anoouseio near him. No a iod had round the bed, hanging on sac in reath that quivered over the white lips, eapecting that each wonldsbe the last, and yet halt hoping, as the dreary hours paossd, that mero might be shown, and the little life sparen Gracenever moved. When she loft Bertrand, she went back into her room, and at holding oneof the feeble little hands in her own. Twice the housekeeper brought a glass of wine and held it to her lips, but she turned from it sick and shuddering. She could not remove her eyes from the wace of her darling. in after years no one could ever romuiber how the weary hours of that long ight passed. of the horuse was nnerokea, save by the never-ceasing, rapid afootstep of he father, and the faint moan that ever and anon brokehi from the white lips of little Paul. The child did notdie. The punisherment of the father was even harder to bear than that. He recovered his health and strength, but his reason was utterly cdestroyed. The injury the brain had received wasr a fatal onr t was always smiling, placid and happy loving and simple os he had been when an infant, but the light of intelligence that had beamed in his little face was hxtitngisbad for ever. It was r heavy punishment heavoier almost than the wretched father could bhear. The care of little Paul became his one object in life. His sorrow and his most bitter remorinse could never be told, but they changed hin. dring-the rest of his life no one ever heard a hasty or angry wtord from e rtrand Winter's lip. Wituh h buy he wars as gentle and loving ase tie mat tender woman could have been. lefore he was thirty years old his hair was white as snow; people said he grieved so much for his son's misfortune. Grace and he alone knew how that misfortune had been brough on, and that kbeowledge embittered his life. Aspeara passed on the grstand most bitter pain ot his anguish became deadened, but his was a life-long sor row. Grace, on whom the blow had fallen still more heavily, never quite recovered from its effect. She hardly knew her once impetu. one husband in the humble, saddened man, who seemed as though he tould not do enough to atone for the sorrow he had brought upon her. Maude marrieod happily, and rosy laughing children played about them, wondering always why graudmamma was so sad; and granidpapa never smiled. He never smiled; but he wold take them on his knee and warn them, as he himself had never been warned, of the evil and misery canused by indulgence in bad temper. The heart is drawn toward what It loves most; the proud to honors, the avaricious to riches, the vindictive thinks of his re venge, the immodest of his wicked plea sures. But what doaes the good Christian think oft Towarda what will his heart turn d Toward Heaven, where Gl d Is. who is his treasure. "Kan was created- for' Heaven; the devil. as brokhen be rladder by which he reached lt. Oar Lmors..ba made another for us b His p niRo has opened the door. bThe B s YO..AIen is at the top of the ladder, holding i$ both hands, and calling to no, ' Ceor comel' Oh, what a beautiful invitation r To see God, to love Him, to bless Him, to contemplate Him throughout eternity." Hate sometims a son, love nev r4 & CO., Aret Stu. r: Caronmjl et, :3 -";~---- .. ....---'-"-- .... "io TH I.isa QUESTION.-W.e find the fol lowing in the English correspondence of the Chicago Tr'ibune, of the 20th inst.: ad The "Irish Question" is alive, The re ed lease of the Fenian risoners has not lain Sit to rest. To-day, "A Cork Rebela" noteala r through the columns of the Da,y Neu' er the Englis Liberals to revise the relat" t etween Gd. To Britain and Ireland. Ianiste that, stop by atep, the enti.e -. class, as .ell as the low er and n Tu , Sclasses, have thrown themnelver ade the popular eanse.-that, in fact, d.baoedse " P in one shape ornother, has become miahi him to a. of nine-tenths of the population. ' d Web"' ig be done, one day oraoth,;r thmio. I i P conquerors of Europe, o f the migh --- ij of America, will swoop down to e the work wohich Irish disloyalty i menced. To avert such a future .De, a task to immortalize a statesman)n ir.* Kiohlioe very ch mistaken, adds tue Co o h "if the statesman is not there as m the opportunity. Let there be no - Irishmen have no fancr for inag, , scene of bloodshed and misery .W" Te at best, only leave theircountr charnel-houme and a plague-s ong nations. At the present time espeliainv they are amnable to any arn gement would obviate so dire a ca it '. ~ e weal, come woe, they ill acce P )t equentes, if they be ur bt._ -_ ,I of rt wo an erquality of indepen s of that he is ersun ~ devtion, w ce eid j toe thebes ns Idon a late asonby Dr anester on the body of a woman who a died rather suddenly in Cumberiand I street the coroner asked Dr. Hardinge, who Sattened her, why he did not order a nurse ffrom the workhouse when he saw phe was dying, upon which that gentleman replied: "Mbedeel men, as a rule do not send to the workhouse for nurses, as in my experience Sas well as in that of most other medical Smen, it is equivalent to sending to the dhouse for a drunkard and a thief." There Smust be a screw very loose somewhere in our social organization to account for the r difference which exists between our ordi- t nary women nurses ard the Sisters of Charity, who, without hope of reward, 4o not grudge giving ea en life itself in this work of benevolence. When we compare such clean qluitet, cheerful, attentive nurses f with the bloated gin-drinking brute who is a curse instead of a blessing in the house - of sickness, we uay well feel ashame as SProtestants that, with all our boasted su periority, we can produce nothing In the Sshape of a nurse to compete in the race Sof devotion with tlhese despised but. angelic Sisters of Charity. Well wouldir t it be fir tile sick and indigent iI their distress if we put our Ploteistaut feel-. - ri ngs into our pockets and handed over thi t business of administering to the wants of the poor, in which we co miserabl failed, to our misguided Roninu Catholic t Sisters, who, although they ostv have "the s mark of the beast,' to use a decicd.i iy Christian expression, at least cdonot bo . J designated "drunkards and thieves."- Pall Mall Gazette. h OUt CArnoi.itcYourun.--Among theencouraginga.gn , in the present coOilct between the Church and the n world Is the ,umber m( young men who have vrolntal- . . . F -, n 1y enlisted in the.aotivsrioeof the former. The "'li , I- clety of theOathoie Yoath dILialy," the Youngleen SSocieties in Ameria, En]gland sad Ireland msp itas . 0 ot what we mean. ll oer greet public Cathpiio r. lgas have hprd their voles; we hLe published g Sw. some of the proceedings of our g ng men ;"y s leoe in t United States ; we have bewd of 0 Dublin, in Los1., and lately in lmerick, whes=l ." " Michael O'Shnghn.ese. a rising young ba-rlr1ie1 d fward on the shortest notice sad spoke with 2 feet. It iL sign of future strength when the yest of the Church are filled with an intell$ganl ALs are re rady and able to fight her battles. Fromn Ito the u" Society of Catholic Youth" have sent a cirl.c thu youth of every country, in which they say: " Together with prayeSr, we mask the prepel of an offeag of P... ter's Penes. Unworthby snshave triplped the Chur,'h e rt tary-wertby and revems ss must refl alt. .-, haMve begged trom ir soten and sisterajewe;, . . necklace, a pal of a-rigs to be devoted to lPeter . ?2sce." We ie5;.,Is Catbollo youth of this cou- :. Swill not lb.hds ls of other lands in the scame ,, or Pius IX.-Anrnngthle ..rt l:.I ",isat the opening of Wi..,!'.,,' . Sbsta tlt enrllIoly FatherI' teq'r' :t, t* .. letgth Ereignoersli. '- - l to ,o555xciptlo~, & Ct YoI'EY.f, of June, A. |.JACKSON CORN MILL.. ANI) F'i-:.:) ,': 0 i,:-:, sale at our l "F.rr r . 1. I .- , ....... ..De .b 1.. _ , -rrea. . '4