Newspaper Page Text
Morning Star and t;atholle Mssenge
gW O21LAmB. s8UXAT, JANUARY ,'. le7s Tom Ffrench's Christma! AT CURRAG II1GLSS. New York Catheoll World. (Concluded.) With his back to the light was a man o medium beight, poorly if not shabbily attired bin bror -"d featuree bearing the indelible stamp of high and gentle lineage. At fire Barbara Flrench was struck by a something exoessively severe, and even hard, in hise fac -in the semi-aquiline nose, the immense -moustaches and beard, and eyes very black and very calm. There was nothing reassuring In this cold exterior, but the slightest smile diffosed itself like sunlight, imparting an at nmosphere of gladness that courted confidence. hBi voice was singularly sweet and melodions and it was more or less of a surprise to her to bear this music issuing from behind those ter uible moustaches. The Corporal was standing opposite his ma ter, the tears leaping from his joyous eyes on to his great grimzly moustache, and eventually gliding down his coat collar. "I told you I would come back, Joyce, and here I am." "Oh I but this is a day for Curragbglass, Master Tom. I don't care how soon the roll is called now, sir, once I let in the daylight to the old house. I can't believe it's true, Sir, I can't believe it's true," fairly breaking down, although as erect and motionless as if he were on duty at Dublin Castle. "I've come back, Joyce, to the old home, and --" bhere, suddenly perceiving Barbara, he stopped short. "To which I bid you Cend millefaillhe, Tom Ffrencb," cried the girl, springing forward and clasping both his hands in here. "God blers you for those words I" exclaimed the master of Curragbglasr. "They are the sweetest sounds I ever heard in my whole life." "I never gave yon up," continued the girl, "when they all said you had gone taJ the bad." "Did they say that I' he asked with a smile. "They did, and thl:y said you had commit ted suicide; and a hrrible attorney camo to papa and consulted hiiu' about putting this place intn C'hancery. Wasn't it lucky I was home in Dublin when that happened 1 Papa told it to me, for he knew the interest It uok in you -I meatr: -" w i h a deep blnsh-- "in in the family ard the oltl e-tate; and I said to him: 'Pao a, 'Ton. I'french will coinme hack, and don't let that ncnI touch a stick or stone of Corragbglaes.' .And papa laughed and said he wouldn't ; and here you are, and God bless you !" And Misr lil, liiisa Flroncb, in the fresh and gloutons enthuiaseu of her nature, began to sob and smile and blush alternately, till sh' looked like a bt .. t:ful rcnebud covered ith sounshine and di, w. "This ij worth cornig home for," cried Ffrench, in a voipo that quivered despite hil effort to carry of 'the word hoinei in a cough. "Tell Iie all abor.t yourself. You wel, in India, of courns, andl--bt, oh I dear tire, ,in don't know who I ame; and oh what must i,, think of me I" "'1 do want to know whto you art: mny tlionugts about you and your grat iou , gounten wi!come are already rtgislterr l htre," placing his hand gracefully ac',es lis heart. "I rmi 3our colsin a thousand times remov ed. I amn the dangl ter of Mrvyrln Fllam:., the- Qa'en'sa Cottnsel, brotht-r of l'obert 'lr rnobh of Tolithisghulo." "My poor falher t' beet triend," exclaimcd Tom. "I'm stopping at. Tullthaghnla now. My ar: it drove over to visit at Cmondulane, and ~. halted at the I'fronohi Arms 'There I met th a dear old faithfunl soldier, this Corporal Trii;t, who wonldn't depart front his path of dutye even for ,,'. I waltteld to see Curraghglass. 2ty aunt wlnt on t, Clindlane, andit I camen over htre wtlh the Corporal. I suppose you 'nhl ai iltl u niehiowe: lian forward, fast young lady. I :sn nort. TIo seie Curraghglaes has bIorn a dream ot riy life; to see yun biok has beeu a drea:n of ly lit',. In there not arnuetbhiiig awfully strange at my coning to day of all days, and at this hoer of all ho ,re t Now you know all about muie, tell me, Consin Tom though you are ,it.iruy conust-t;il mie where on eaitb yon have bIeen'." "Alas! my fair kium'osu,main, I have tI-it little to say. Do riot go, Corporal. Ye niimst 'lit matron," to ovcer, .lwho was ahout t., leave. "What a souiG t for Poor Imi." r.cltaield lBar bara; "b'it I nut not u nimmolt to blame as yin would imagine, Mr. l"french. I 'dl necure the services of a chaperone, a Miss Bridget Finn, niece to the landlady of the l"french Arums. She aooompanied nin in the car, and is at prresent, no doubt, orejoying a lierce 11 It stion with our charioteer-out that llarbara I'fremnh. ned it:. fend hertelf Oalut,,,,um in the batlh t.f Cur rsghgles, I" haugittly, if not detiantly. "Do tnt tlare nul, you thorough Ir:eb girl," laoghed'l Tom. '1 am not muon in love with what t'" French term I,- co-n raun , .but when a ycun" and may I not say-well, I won': an inter.,,iny girl is in quis ion, tbe iron fet ters of c;.nventioualism cannot be too strongly put in foice. However, this is no timo for lec ture or homily. You wish to know what I have been doing with myself for theys, ten long years. As a Ffrenoh you have a rltrt to know : so if you will kindly plant yourself in that yawning chair, a family vault, I will tell you a strange story." Barbara tlung herself into an old-fashioned chair of a brocade that might have rustled as the train of Sarah Jennings, Duchess cf Marl borough. Tom 'french, seating himself oPposite, and passing his hand once or twice acr us his fore head, as if to recall th', exact d-te at which to cornmmenc, btgan as follows: "When muy poor mother died I was indeed alone in the wor;d. I was a gilded beggar iin the old hoese here. We had but two fllowers, when in the olden time they could b counrited by the score--the Corporal here, andl a Kgool. faithful creature who actually faded away witmh the splendor of Corraghglans. 1 resolved upoii one thing-and now that I look back liuin that time, it s-eems to me that I only resolved upon one thing-and that was to leave this place, to shot it up, hermetically seal it, and go I knew not whrbther, and, indeedi, I did not care. I wrent, and with two hundred pounds in my pocket started for India." "I said so," interrupted Barbara, clappiog her hands in a sort of childish rapture. "At C alcotta I dropped upon a Ffrencb; bu t, alasl he was poorer than I, and he made icne poorer etill by borrowing one-half of my little foroune. I had no profession, no trade, no nalling. I wa a waif and a stray upon the oean of Ife, with just a little golden air left to me to keep alloat ore 1 sank out of sight fur "With Ffrenoh I went 'op country,' as it is termed, and. finding and old friend of the family at a small town called Sunderbund, I resolved to pithob my tent there, and, actiong under his advice, to trade with riy remaiining seventy pounds. I won't tronble you with the details of the business I entered into, its gains and its losen-sneciie it to say that I managed to exist; and feeling a terrible gnawitnig at mny heart to see the old home once more, and tU soertalo if amongst the many friends of the family, all more or less wealthy, I could raise a few hundred pounds to start me again, I nam here, poorer by two hundred soveroigns than when I left." "And that lao of rnpees f" exclaimed Bar bara Inooluntarily, her fair young face bathed in adness. "What lao of rupees ?' he asked. r "Ohl It was only a faney of mine. I larg "eed that you would come baok wealthy and ýs. but," she added, holding out her band. "you are back, and that is eomethlng-everythin9 You won't stop here all by yourselft You 'l ýS come over to Tollthaghula; my uncle will be delighted to see you." Ffrenoh shook his head gravely. "Just tell your uncle that I have come back pennile.,, and see what his tone will be. Jost tell your uncle that I am endeavoring to bor row money, and see what -his tone wilth be I" This in a sternly bitter tone that caused the girl almost to shudder. "My uncle is generous, hospitable, and good, and I'm sorejoun will only have to hint and Bd, have." hle "Hal hat' he laughed,,"we shall see." rt Mies Ffrenok earnestly begged her kinsman ug to return with her, and at least to eeoort her t0e to the inn, where he could pay bhi devoir to we her aunt; but with no suooess-the very men k tlion of a meeting with his relatives seeming to Dg freeze and harden him. lie "Then I most go. The daughter of a law it- yer, I have lost my irst case." "te 'Not through lack cf earnestness and abill ., ty." to "Then why do I not suoooeed ?" "ar 'You haven't the court with you," he laugh ed. 'e- "What do you propose to do Y" in "To live my own life for a few weeks here, iy and then sale Dios." ' Hot you will be here for some timer' Id "Yea-yes," relouctantly. "Till Christmas?' '1. "Yes, till Christmas. Imagine what my as Christmas will be in this house, which used to to rook with revelry. It is just as it should be, I though. We were improvident. We sowed n, the wind, and we have reaped the whirlwind. re You and I, Corporal, will keep up the festivi ties of Christmas." td "Certainly, sir," responded Joyce, with as be little of a festive tone in the words as the utterances of a fashionable undertaker while m conducting the arrangements at a funeral. ad "You will not pass Christmas here alone," cried Barbara, stamping her feet; "you and ad the Corporal must come over to Tolltbhaghula. 3o Why, there's not a -'french in all Connemara le that will not endeavor to get you, Cousin Tom; so please to remember that I am first." , "I forget nothing." t' 'That is no promise." A dark shadow flitted aoroso his face as he a replied : "Miss Ffrencl', I will make no promises. In t- the first place, a pauper is a poor Christmas o gnust." S' O b'ther!" '" "In the next place my garments, as youl may ' perceive, are very fadled." k ''What dots that matter 7" she burst in; "it - is only mnehrooms and shoddy people who o shine in clothes because they cannot shine any d other way." f " I'heu my spirits cre very rnach l,blow proof, 0 and on that day the gh, st of the past will sol ts emnly walked in Curragliglass." h "I wish I waoa a man, and I'd come over with n a led horse, rl.ng you on its back, and tide away with you." b "I wouldn't have you a man for ten thino sand of those laos of rapeas you spoke o.f j.ast d nos," his dark eyes glowiog in so strans.o a 5. way as to cause lItrbara to lower her ilds, while roses rich and red lang their pets.is over t n her sweet voung face. U "Ani rioir," she said. ' I never say adieu " " 'Wall you not permit me to esonrt yon to thbo car ? It must be by the back way--I sean , s post3rn ; it sounds isuch better-as I d, be- e C lieve the front door will not open without the t d aid of the village blacksmith." 1 l''ney desneunied the oaken stairs s`. t by i 'What :n : dwiirabIe c.arp tt 'it do-t Iimakeii , ? 1 Mis, Ffalnch ! ' hei laughed. '1 felt like R,abin- t c(ii Cruenoa whetl I da-covered my own-boUt' s mark in its depths. It is so soft, so smooth, so velvety, anid, better than all, leaves me the it imprts-ion of your dainty foot." C Barbar meade no respr is. She felt hurt, s irritat.d, wronged by his persistent refusal, t, and, althongh lis gallant and.pretty speech y was not lost upon ter, it fell on soil that jut ' a. at that partionlar moment was dated up bytho s scorchings of auger. U "These coats of mail nsel to be myn terror g whaen a ry, my pride when oll'-r. as within n eare of t-ems a Eslaench gave up the ghost like u a lobster toin it shell. I regard them niow from ' g a purely coinmrctcial point of view, and spelca II late how nauch they will fetch nuder the iam- 5 Sflier of the auctione-r." - "Goodnesn gracious!" exclaimed Barbara, a e stopping sndluly anad facing himr. ' You are not going t a have an auntion here'' e "We must live to eat and eat to live," i was h.ta mocking response. She b:t her lios hard. almost till the blood n "There is neither chivalry nor romance in e poverty, Mia -'itrenich, said Tom gravely. i, "Octave Fenillet ronmantici/id a poor young ,e man. Do youn happen ti know any heiress t, with whom I could shut amyself np in the ivied ir tower hebre, and Iling myself off to save her , name and fame I If you do, please invite her r h,,re; but I must. have every feather ba d in Curraghglass-- doubt if there is one-placed " at the foot of the tower to break the fall." .h Tney had reached the courtyard. n "If I had a sdiken cloak I would, Walter - Raleigh-like, cast it beneath your feet to pas I t- you safely over this Slough of Despond, Miss ly French; bar as I have but one coat I must 0- needs be carefnl of it, even at the expense of I the chivalry cf my bouse." ,u This tone of banter cruelly lacerated the to girl. She saw in it the inner, hardened de n spair of the impoverished man, whose pride 11 betrayed atself to scornful pleasantries. Oh i how she pitied hinm, and how she longed to be d able to throw a golden rope to the master of is that noble mansion. 1- When they arrived at the gate it was to find the driver of the car perched in the topmost d b anches of the apple-tree, and Mi-s Hiddy a- Finn standing beneath with a wide-spread to aprion. "I did nllt think it was in the power of any ' ptarst t ,,tub ru:e, hit I lied I am ,ai'-t-tken. Ii Wat o ! yo 'a:.g sir." to the appallad Mickey. 5. "I am a justice of the peace for tlis cnuty, id and let sii tell yon that if youn leave a rinigle ii. app!e on that tree I will htave you uap fir a., r. ii criime in the calendar: Antd so you are the ii niece of nly whiloma bhloaning friend Mrs*. an Finn," taking liddy's chin in his hantd and td toarning n the child's intelligent face. "Tell ts hier that Tom lFfrench-no, tell her nothing." d he addedi, a shadow. tIh shadow, descending a upon him likes cloud. Is "Will you net hiave another wrap. Mi*se IFfrench ?t Snrely there is souae t apestry still g haoni:g on the walls that--" "You are cruel," said the girl, a mist of n t, shed tears in her eyes. se Ie gazed at her earnestly for a moment. le She was seated on the car. and taking her 3o band, his voice low and sweet, and solemn, he 30 said : it "For your gracious courtesy and your words or of welcome I thank eyon from my heart, my cousin. I am bankrupt even in thanks. Bae is lieve me, your visit here has contributed a ray 3e of sunshine to my life that will not lightly I pass away. We shall meet again." And bow g inug with a stately grace, he swept grandly si away, while the Corporal, jimplng on the car, Se told Mickey to drive on. o TIhe day but one snbsequent to Iarbara ed Frenob's visit to Curraghglass Mrs. IFa'ini was ay entertaining a Mrs. Do ffy, te wife of a "warm" t> farmer, with a onp of real Dublin tea and a le gossip anent the "young master" at the "big se houne." S "'The Corporal came in, madamne," olsarved an the landlady to her friend, "sad, said he, 'Mrs Fine.' said he. 1'11 want your car,' said he. r- " 'You are welcome to it, sir,' said I, so in ed deed he was, mau'am-a nicer man never marched ta, glory." ''"A f6ne form of a man," added Mrs. Doty. *- "Tree for you, ma'am." "And, with an eye in his head of his owe." on "8och an eye as it istl-sft as scow's or I darting like a raven's. lie Is a very snoerior II man, Mrs Doffy. Well, anyhow, when I said, be 'You are welcome to the car,' he ups and says, 'I want it for to drive over to Copparoe sta. tion.' ah "'Is it to the train, Corporal ?' said I. st "'Yes ma'am.' said be. ,r- "'You are not going for to leaveo.s ' sel I, I" my heart under hie feet-I mean my own feet, he Mrs. Daffy. "'Only for a few days,' said he. ", 'Is The Ffrenoh going r' said L ad "'He is, ma'sm' said the Corporal; and that I. all I could get out of him. Well, Mrs. Duffy, they left this last night for to catch the an mall-train. and Mickey, that drove them, said hr he heard The Ffrench talking of Cnrraghglass to all the time-of the house and the hall, and a' the rooms, and the furniture in them, and"the to stables, and all that-so I am afraid, Mrs Daffy, that The Ffrenooh is going to sell the v- old place, and if he does it will be a black day for Connemara." 1i A few days, and the news reaohed the Ffrench Arms that Corraghglae was sold, that the old house was to cover the old family no Ih- more. There was consteroation on every face in the chapel-yard at Kilbride when, after last Mass, the grim and sorrowful tidings a, came to be discusseed. "I cannot believe at. Father James," said I Mr. Ffrenoh, who had driven over his niece i from Tollthaghbol for the purpose of paying his respects at Carraghglase. and who had y heard Masm in Father James Blake's romanti ;o cally-situated little chapel ea route. a, "I won't believe it," observed the priest. d Barbara said nothing. I. "Will you permit me to offer you a seat in I- my carriage, Father James ? I want to see I The Ffrenoh. as we call him, and to have a .s little quiet chat with him." e '"I will go over with pleasunre. I would a e have called on Tuesday, but I heard he had I gone away." " "Away ?,' exclaimed Barbara, becoming very t d pale. "To Dublin, my bchild. He took his idtes a Achatek with him. Mrs. Finn's oar rolled tuem e; over to Capparoe station, and their conversa a tion, as reported by Miokey, the goesoon who drove, was all about the sale of the hones." I "Then it most be tree," groaned Mr- Ffreoch, d e Q C. "I won't believe it," persisted Father t i James. a On arriving at Curragbglass intense was c the disappointment of all to find every door a b3rred, every window bolted. "I'll shove my card n :der the door," ob served Mr. Ffreach. "Stas ! I will writ.e a t line on the back of it." And be wrote as f.l lowv: "Dear Firench, welcome hicmuj. My n niece has told rue saeething. Don't fail to come to me at once ; all will bhe right." a Barblsa was lileut t'e entire way back to Ki bride. R 'What alls my einging bird ?" asked Flat'itr l James. o ' I detest to be disappointed--I 1lean I hati I' lor.i drives," was Miss k'irench's rxp'aa:iour. sl a'sr it satisfactory I "rle poor chap wants a few hundred, Fatheor i James-at least so te tells lBarbara-and he ,shall have them with a heart and a half, but t' not if ho lets some English snob into the old home-not a half-penoy, by George l" at When the Corporal next made his appoar ance at the Ffrench Arms a more woebegone e: Sspecimen of military humanity it would be ci scarcely possible to depioture. He strode into w the little patrlo, and, moodily seating himself by the lire, commence' t o smoke in silence. Mrs. Finn, who hLd waited to don a clean cap at and aplro:n, bn'tlir in sehortly after, and ap- 5' ' eredl t- !,e over-'o-'. with earp:ise at Lie un txiw::hdl art, fa "'Mercy rae! is tiu's you, Corporal I" "l''s ien, itUi'a:ll." 9 "When di i you get back I" F "'This mornlcng " "Is The Ffreuoli at Curragbglass 1" "lie is." "Tell rne," in a sory of cnfiloential whisper, ai "is the news that is gaing true, Corporal it Joyce 7" "What news, Mrs. Finn t" w "That-that there a to be a change in the old honeu." ye The C.rporai sighed deeply as he exclaimed, B I "Too true, ma'am." Mrs. Finn aipplied her apron t her eyes, and after acopions tit of ,'-coping, daring which a: the Corptral gtntlyll een eked, and rocking her. fc snolfit ckwardl and forwards, she asked be- to > tween aoh,: w * Can nothing be dln~ at all, at all I" as ' Tie Corporal shu~ko his head, w '" I'irra cirra ! the old family gone that was I th~re since thre Flood. And sure, although g1 Tbho Flrench rie away, we knew he was alive, i and we had Cnrraghglasa to take pride out of; at but now-" And again the tander-hearted landlady it.dcl;od in a prolorege.l fit of wail s ing. 1 "Wno's get it ?' she hnskily demanded from r babhid the corner of her apron. "An Indian friend of the misate:'s." ti i 'WtIat is his name '" I "Arragh! who cares about his name 1" re torted toe Corporal. "True enough, then. Will he soon take pos session, Mr. Jloce " asked the widow, hoptog V s for a loongday s Before Chris'mas m'a'n." ti t "Oobh, murder I but t:is is cruel hard news f that you are telling me. Corporal." "Hlard enough, Mrs. Fnn." t. "An'-an'-an'-wh-wha-what's to bsabe- w come of ye-ye-you, Mr. Joyce I" a lhe Co:lporal cast a longing, wistful, yearn- b ! ing glance at her as he replid: g s "Tuere's no telling, ma'am." f The widow started to her feet, held her II apron up to her eyes, and, without trusting 1 herself to another word, rushed out of the d t apartment. S"Ad ecent, tidy, respectable, feeling little me I woman," mattered the Corporal, "andi wouol maske a solcr.elid wife for some young fellow " ~ r Ltter." tl T':e n-w pr.plri'ter of Carraghglass lost no iunce, in a'tiig te, woerk to light upthe old lrcsolc i,. A suei!l army of carpenters, paint ra r, a:d masor (i re' '!own from D 'bIn, being Sthe, iai:.,o e, of tle foremost tirms in that ' Scitry. Ev-ry roomi ii the Ffrenoeh Arms was at a a disc,.nnt, and al'inugh Mrs. Finn, to use her g Sown expire.sioen, w as "coining," ae told the re SCorporal, ' every bit they eat and every sup a they drink goes dead against me. And, as for e Stheir money, I am afraid there is ,no lock in e it." a "Tl'.rke it anyhow," was the warrior's sage h I advice. "It must make you feel awfual to be there, E and see them fix up the old place for a fiirri- n ner, Mister Joyce," observed tae widow one a day. C r "It does make me feel queer." e e "I am told that the hoose is beginning to f look like a picture I" n S "You most comnie over and see it." a "Is it nee? No, no Corporal; I'll never set . my foot to it till the Ffrenches have it again." a y In good sooth Curraghglass began to glow Sboth iaide and out. The red brinks were d faced and pointed, the carved stonework y cleaned acd repaired, the magnificent portico d almost replaced, the pleasaunce replanted, the c courtyard repaved, the stables refitted with a the newest thing in loose b xes, thecoach Shouses rendered tit for the reception of the 1 state carriage of the Iord Mayor of I)oablin : a while within the house panel.s were polished, t g tlooirs planed and waxed, faded hangings su perseded by the richest damask, the great hall a d litted up, the armor shining again, tte stair Scasts and od, idors laid down with Aubusson oarpet. Mirrors were uncarted, "the size of i- the lake below," and furniture sucb as Est *r lake dreamed of in his most a'sthetio moment. I came down by special train to Capparoe, and I were conveyed across the country, till the I eorlege resembled "Mike Malons's feaeral, ." when they sent the corpse all the way from or Liverpool beyond,"whtobh was Larry Dillon's for dreaription to Father James Blake. Id, 'Is hlmeself-the Ffreuoh-over beyond st ye, Cnrragbglass?" demanded Mrs. Finn of the ta Corporal. "lie is; it's part of the bargain that he sees everything pat to rights." "How does he stand it, avia P'" I, "Fair enough." et, "Wishal bet if I was him I'd rather fast os a salt herring and a potato than do the Ilke of that." The Corporal shook his head but said no ad word. re. Tom Ffrenoh duly received the card of his he kinsman. aid "What a glorious girl she is," he muttered. us "True to her Inetinote, true to her faith in the . ad Ffrenohee. I'll go over to Tolithaghels. It's 7 he ten Irish miles and a little bit-a long walk, rs but a lovely one. I know every inhob of the he road. I'll go over to-morrow. Is's due to my sy kinsman; it's due to her." My hero, with a stout wattle of mountain he ash in his hand, presented himself at Toll- I at thaghula upon the following day. Hie reoep- i no tion by Mrs. Ffrenoh, who had paught a whis- a ce per of her husband's intended generosity was or the reverse of gushlag. gs "Dun'tyou think it would have been better a for you to have remained i;i India than to have id spent so much money if coming home t" she 1 oe tartly observed. ag "It was a fanoy." id "Poor people should n,' indulge In 'fanoies. 1- What are you going to .ha ," "I do not exaotly kn,.o " "Now, Mr. Ffrench, I want to tell you some- i thing, and I'm glad I saw you- I was going to a In write to you. You asked Miss Barbara Ffrenoh , so for money." 1 a He sprang to his feet, the great veins in his r forehead swelling; scorn, anger, mortifloation, e Id all straggling for mastery. In his handsome d face. "Did she tell you so " the words grinding t "y themselves betweer his teeth. "No. She told her unole." I as "That I asked her for money ' e in "Well, not exactly that way. Don's get so a. excited, my good friend." to "I am not your good friend. I am not your I friend at all, madam," he haughtily cried, and t h, drawing himself up to his fall height; "Ilonw i desire to know what it pleased Miss Ffreuch a ýr to soy about me." J "What she said was this." cried his hostess, a as considerably astonished: "that you were J ir awf.,lly poor. and that you wanted money-" F "From h r? 'he brsat in. ti "'O! no, not from her, but from }our a friends, or somrething to that efhoct.' I "Yoor -xplanation makes all the d:ffeaence, y madame " 1 "I can't see that, sinru the money is hers," d was Mrs. Ffrenc`'e angry retort. o "'ers! Miss F.renca's !" a great j ay lighting d lsp every feature r "Ys ; she has eigl.t hundred ponds in right of her poor mother, and she is silly enough to t, propose to give it ta yoa. Now, if you have a es spark of aisohoandl you will-" ai "I will tke it." ao S ' You will twhat Y" almost scresmed the 'aly. or e "I wil, trke Miss Ffrench'e gift, and bu very w t thankfnl for it.' ar A1 t this moment Barbara. all bloshes and re e:ni'es of welormae, entered the apartment. ea "This is a atep in the right direction," she a eidl, giving Ft'rench both bands. "You have a' e come to stop t" looking askance at her aunt, di who f.ownod wa'ningly. I "Cer:ainly," he gaily responded. "Miss Fraench--l srbara I' he said the in- ea > stant the door was closed, "I have heard of pi - our genero-'ity-your insane generosity." ci "O ! who could have told you t" burying her ba face in her hands. tb "Navera mind. How I value it no word may say. I may not need the money. Oneof the is Ffrenches has Ip lnty, and he is willing to share is with me." p' "I-I hob a this is true." 1. "Upon n.y ltosor I ratehr startled your aunt by saying I w ralld take your maney-and I it is no wndor. Do you think I would " di What she would have answered may not be o written, as Mr. Fft'rench plunged into the room. a 'Glad to see you. Tom," he roared. "So like your poor fsther! Come to stop Ti'hat' right. Barbara, here, can taak of no one else." "Uncle-" 1 "It's a fact. Now tell me all about yourself I and your affairs. I have a very good reason G for wishing t, know. You want money, but I tell you fair and square that not a half-penny will yon get froam me-ahem ! with my con sent,"' I)oktr' hard at his niecs--"if you part with Cnrragbglass" "' e Torn Ffrench was silent, as though strog gling with some tierce, hidden emotion. "is the place gone tr.n the Ffrenohes lhas any deed been signed I" I "None." "Is it too late? Wht has biught the place T Will he forego his bargain, Tom '" a F'rench shook his head. "Is he avaricions, and will a hoondred or two buy him oilff'" "Or five, or eight I" added Barbara. Tom Ffrench took his kinsman's hand. ' I need a soned heatd to advise me," he said. "Will you come over t Carrag glasss, say on SWednesday next'?" "I will. Tom; and don't conclude anything till then." "And you, Miss Ffrench. may I hope to see you at Corraghglaes ? It may be for the last time." turning tenderly and sorrowfully to wards her. "I'll go, if I Lave to walk there," said Bar - bara with considerable decision. "Curragh glass muet be saved." "Be prepared to tell me everything, Tom. A r half confidence is no confidence," S '"You shall know everything on Wednes e day." "Why, Wednesday, Wednesday-bless my a soul Wednesday will be Christmas day." 1 ''I know it," said the other, with asad smile, - v "and that is why I ask you over-to light up the old honese. even if for one brief moment.' "You'll come back with me, Tom 7" l "I'11 make no promise." S It was Christmas day, bright and bracing. t he snow lay on the pleasaunce at Curragh t gla sn, wrapping it in a seamless shroud of vir r gan white. Ttoe noble old mansion blushed a rosy red, seemingly in sympathy with tat p stereotyped ecetacy which this season ever and r ever brings forth. The great fireploce in the n entranoe hall burnrt its yule-log-ia log that 5 sparkled bravely, sending its myriad sparks a hither and thither, and causing the suits of armor to dlash like mirrors in the sun. Tom - a, Ffrcnch paced up and down the hall, paeusing J i. now and then to detect some approaching a sounds. He was flashed, and a oertaan nervous ness of movement betrayed a banked-up excitement, ready at any moment to burst B o forth in some strange and on accountable man ner. The Corporal, silent and respectful, stood in a deep embrasured window, his face ,t turned in the direction of the snow-covered avenne. w "The carriage from Tollthaghbula, sir!" sad- 2 e denly exclaimed Joyce. k "At lastl' bounding to the window. "I-I o don't see any one but Mr. Firenoh," in a tone e of deadly disapplointment. I "There's a feather over the back seat, sir." h When the carriage pulled up with a jerk, e Tom Ffrench went forth to meet it. Barbara ( : was to the fore, all sealskin and smiles and i, blushes. a- "Ehb! what's all this ' exclaimed Mr. Ffrench II as they entered the hall. "Why, the whole I r- place is done up now. A new lamp for an old n one ! What's thebo meaning of this 7" f "The work of the new man," said the host. t- "Then--then Corraghlalas is gone from the ts Ffrechese forever," sobbted Barbara, flinging id herself upon an oaken settee and bursting ante ae tears. "It has not gone from the Ffrenohes forever, crled Tom, in a fell, firm and ringing voice. "It never was so strongly gripped by the iron hand, oar family crest, as it I. to-day. Listen to me, Miss Ffrenoh," seating himself beside her, and in reply to a mate, appealing glance of intense astonishment. "I left this a pauper, I returned t, i| a wealthy man." "The lao of rupees I' hysterically exclaimed Barbara. 'Yes, with a lao. When I reached Snndoie bund the diamond mania was at its beginning. I plunged into it. speculating and speonlating, -ntil at length I found myself one of the largest diamond dealers in the presidency. The fever of getting rich was upon me, and it knew no bounds. I never thought of return ing, never gave a thought to the old home, nowing it was safe and secure. The fever died out, and then my heart turned to Cur raghglass. I came baok secretly, the wounds which my pride had reoeived when, as a pauoper lad, I left it bleeding afresh. I returned in order to convert it into a shooting box, and to recognize none of my kith and kin. Your Cead, mille failite, my preoious kinswoman," taking her nand, "notonly calmed my wound ea spirit but sowed seeds that-that-yes," be added, "why should I hesitate to permit the words to leap from my heart ?" oh I how Ba- bara blnshed with beautiful shame whilst he uttered in a deep, low tone-"your words of -elcome sowed seeds that I trust in God will bear the beauteous blossoms of hope." Barbara's eyes met his. What did he read there I What did he glean from that electrio glance After a pause, during which his very senses reeled, he resumed: "I resolved to preserve my aspect of pre tended poverty, and to cause it to be whisper ed in the county that Curraghglasse was to be sold. Tole enabled me to have the dear old home renovated and fitted up with at least something of its ancient comfort. Your gen erosity, mytinswoman-bnt I will not say one word more, unless-" And he bent low, while whispered a few burning words that it were useless to write. 'Step this way, Sergeant," cried Mr. Ffrench, promoting Joyce on the spot. "I want to see some of the improvements." When Christmas came round again the Ffrench and Madame, as the peasantry loved to style Barbara, held high and mighty revelry n the old halls of Canraghglass. The heir, aged two In onths, was chbrietened by Father James Blake, and, to the extreme delight and astonishedment of the servants' hall, Corporal Joyce, at the request of his wife, the late Mrs. Finn, anug a esorg of lhi own composition, en it!led "Christmas at Curragbglaes." Hosts of People are Martyra To siok headache, that infallible symptom of a disordered etemach, lu\er and bowels. Many atlfor rom it as many as three or four times a week 1 hey do s ncedlesaly. fur Ioltetter's Stomach iittero, by oning the digetrive organs and regulating the bowels nd liver, removes the cause and dispele the painful vmptom. The intimate sympathy batween the brain nd the abdominal region cawus, the slightest disorler ffeoting the latter to ho redected as il were, in the ;rgan of thought. The refcrm inetetted by the Btt:ers hen the digestive, secretivo and evanative functions re in a state of chaor, has other and more boeneficial :aslts, viz, the complete nutrition ei the whole physt tal economy, the restoration of apltito and repose, nd an increase in the power of the system to resist ieeases of a malarial type. FCNERALS, MARRcAGE8, ETc.-Attention is illed to the card of Coroner J. G. Roche, which we ublish in our aveortising columns. He will take barge of funerals and the embalming of boiios. Having een raised in the buoinese and having studied it boroughly, the 'oroner never fails to give perfect sat ,faction. He has carriagoaequal in allrospecte to any a the land, and employs none but experienced and clite drivers. lits oharges are invariably los. Call on : :t l., and '.5 Magazine street. Fir , srtictl1ars regarding Electric Belts, ad r eao ' .l1.erracter Galvanic' Company," Cincinnati, Dhio. GROCERS--CO.MrISSION MERCHANTS. pETER ELIZARaDI, - oAT .EU IN GROOEC RIES, PROVISIO- S TEAS, WINES AND LIQUORS, Corner Burgnndy and Mandeville Streets, NhW OK:.EANS. Countrv orders promptly filled, and all goods delivered dt :' ly free of charge. E. CONERY. E. CONERT, JE. E. CONERY & SON, (Establiehed in 1846.) WHOLESALE GROCE P CO MMISSION MERCHANTS, AND Dealers In Western Produce. CORNER OF CANAL AN! DELTA STREETS deo22 ly iezwOInLgEAN pREPARE FOR WINI'ER BUY YOUR FUEL IN TIME OF THOMAS MANGAN, Family Grocer, AT, DEALER IN ALL KINDS OF COAL AND FIRE WOOD, Corner Polymnia and St. Charles Streets, NEW ORLEANS. Wood and Coal Yard, No. 458 St. Charles street. sel5 7 1 PRICES MODERATE. WESTERN PRODUCE, LIQUORS, ITC. JOHN T. GIBBONS & CO., DLALEEý tt GRAIN, CORNMEAL AND lA7x, 57,5, 61,63... New Leveo Street...57,59, 61, sal8 78 ly Corner Poydras, Now Orleans. JOHN McCAFFREY, DEALKR IN HAY, GRAIN, CORNMEAL, FLOUR, . ALL KINDs 01 Western Produce Constantly on Hand. 28 and 30.... .Poydras Street.......28 and 30 Corner of alton,. sale 7| I• HE W ORLUIW. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. " S DENIAL BURGEON, le 15......-. St. Charles Street. ...... 15 d mr;26 ly Corner Oirod. t. yV B. LANCASTER. -- Ae ATTORNEY AT LAW, 30...............Camp Street. .._.... .30 Between Oravier nad Common: HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS THOS. McKENDRICK, HOUSE, SHIP AND STEAMBOAT P1 in min mb 1 3ng, GAS AND STEAM FITTING, '.5............Magazine treet........... Near Jackson. Importer and Dealer in Plumbing and Gas-Fitting Materlals, Chandeliers, Braokets, Eto. LIFT AND FORCE PUMPS, WASB BASIN WATER CLOSETS, SHOWER BATES, AND BATH TUBS, Brass and Plated Cooks of all kinds and sles. Agent for the Oelebrated New Beauty & Paragon Cooking Ranges. JOBBING PROMPTLY ATTENDED TO. ale1 79 ly FURNITURE. JOHN BOIS, 152 and 154......Camp Street......152 and 154 Reaoeotfully informs hie friends and the publio in general that he will sell FURNITURE of every deaoriptton at very low prices. Country orders solicited and promptly filled. Ploease all and examine for yourselvee before par chasing elsewhere. no078 7ly JOHN BOIS. Bargains in Furniture NO VE L'S! PARLOR, BEDROOM and DININGP.OOH SUITS, the Cheapest in Town. WeVo are ciffring VICTORIA BEDROOM SUITS, comprising 10 pieces, for $40; PARLOR SUITS. as low as $s0; the beet snit in town for that'money; And a very argo assortment of Furniture at very low rates. G(;ods ,llivered free of charge FURNr IIE TAKEN ON STORAGE AT VERY LOW RATE3. WM. F. NOVEL, 171 and 173.... Poydraq Svreet ....171 and 173 oc27 7i 1y Near CarJand,,I t A. BROUSSEAU & SON, 17............Chartres Street ..-... 1 IMPORTER AND DEALER IN Carpetings, FLOOR OIL-CLOTHS, CHINA AND COCOA MATTING. TA JLE AND PIANO COVERS, WLNDOW SHADES, CRUMB CLOTHS, RUGS. MATS, OARRIAGE. TABLE AND ENAMEL OIL-CLOTHS. WHOLESALE AND RETAIL. CURTAIN MATERILS-- Lace. Rops. Damasrs, Cornices, Bands, Pins, Gimps, Loops sad Tassels, Hair Cloth, Plnch, Bed Ticking and Springs, BURLAPS, by the hlale and Piece. Prices as low as the,e of any one else in the trade. oc7 78 ly REIOVAL ! REMOVAL" ELKIN & CO. RIAVE REMOVED THEIR Carpet and Oil-Cloth Warehouse 70 100.......... Canal Street....... 100 Between Camp and St. Charles stroets. A foil line of CARPETS. OIL CLOTHS. M tTTINGS, WINDOW bIADESE, erc , at lowest prices. olc 7S ly FIVE HUNDRED Ready-Made Cord-Bound Ticks, OF ALL SIZES AND GRADES. Also, a large assortment of MATTRESSES on band, and for sale to enit all buyers, as cheap as the ordinary kinds in uoe, at the DONAHOE Patent Cord-Bound Mattress Factory, orte m NO 4I CHARTRES STREET. FURNITURE! FURNITURE! AT FLYNN'S FURNITURE WAREROOMS, 167 and 1iC! Povdras Street, Between ft. Charles and Carondelet streets. A large stock of FINE FURNITURE, selected with great care from the leading nmanufactorle North, East and West, consistlng of VICTORIA BEDROOM SUITS, with Glass Door Wardrobes, French Dressers, Dressing Cases a1d Commodes. PARLOR SUITS, covered in Silk, Coteline, Terry, Reps and Hair Clotb. DINING ROOM SUITS of the latest styles and best patterns. CHEAI' FURNITURE for the country, In large variety and at the lowest prices. Neat and Strong VICTOIIA BEDROOM SUITS, st St0 LU. Moss, IIair and Spr;ng MATTRESSES a specialty. A large stock of LIVE GOOdE FI ATIHEiS always on hand. HUGH FLYNN, 167 and 1G9......Poydran Street.....167 and 169 E ITA.BLIiHED 1857. G. PITARD, IMPORTER ANID DEALER IN HARDWARE, GBZA TF, PAINTS, OILS, VARNISIH. WINDOW GLAJ WALL PAPER, ETC., 2"-1 and 23......Canal Street.......land Between Rampart and Basin stroeb aped I RCW ORLEANSR. The Cheapest House IN THE CITY. THE MOST STYLISH AND DURABLE ZUi' -rn * Rk It w ure OF kLL KINDS. Parlor. Bedroom and Dinlnrrom Solts at vr lew fures, an wedail rrnd to be of the b srl and workmansbip. Call and see. iYou will save money by dolig before buying. Special attention paid to Country Coustomers W. B. IINOROSEnre V. BIRI, Importer, Manufeaturer and Dealer in WILLOW WARE, WAGONS, CSgDS MARKhT BASKETS. nmd Work Basket, Chairs. Clothes Rekets. Germs, French Fanoy aukets. etc. 1"20, 28- and 25,3 Chartres Streetl, JaO) i7 ly nEw ORLEANe.