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[For the Pacificator.] TBSE OKIJIC. WISUOW. BT JAKES 11. HAND ALL. I prnv in (lie country chord., ala.; i With 'tiis.-a! and mind contrary; And itt ?vfi. oi' the hymn and tlioMlessed Mass, In So ', it toy Ave Viarv, 3ly ihiieits are drowned in the faces around, In spite of my Ave Mary! Ti c bluffs, the breeze, the tu.iwark trees, Are grand and glad and holy yet; The river as proudly h. the seas . At it diii in he day.- -t' JMi • - It's ware-lips stivr’rt with the I abh'.o of a bird, Asa psalm and a psalter lor Juliet. And then uprolled from 'he rafter’s mold, Como the dear ottos, the departed— Tie lair and 'hi 'neat!: to ..vi _;<M, The b'lld ami the brokec-hearted— Till I shudder to think how v. > rabble cm the brink Os tbe early broken-hearted. In a trance of my ol i Rc nance, I let all my sorrow and sin go ; Forgetting the grave? us they glance and dance It own.—down through the ghastly window— With column and cross, and banners of moss, Down —down through tho Oriel Window ! A purple band from the Phantom Land. Come the idolgods 1 cherished, Andlo! they stand by a throne of sand, With palsied brows and perished—- And scoop from tho shore < !' the sea No More The shells of the Past and l'eri: bed. Ilot from tho:-• b.-lh- ring passion Fells, T : !i my soul from it- sacred duty Is ravished along with an earthly song, But a song of love and beauty, Till tho air is aglow with lustrous hair And dark-eyed songs of 1., auty ! She kneel? in a nook by tho dusty choir, With a-tp -ct lost ami Jovufttl; My bre.r- is gored with spears of : e To see her looking so mournful— A!-, ’tie noi. mot tiro l one so sweet Should ever bo. moody and moarnfal. She tolls, I wist, the beads on her wrist With a gentle, lyrical motion ; t And she - fins in a mist ween ,he EucharuF Is soared for the people’s devotion : While a glittering or avo for th head bowed down Is the mted of her dear doro.ion. Have you come in the guise of Paradise Cur hoarr-t.ro:h to dissever? In tears, for the lonesome, bitter years, Would you woo me back forever ? Oh, speak, love, speak what your sud eyes seek, And win me back forever ! Both overthrown, we both have known How tlie chains of morr Uty clank will— But to-night—to-night a vow we’ll plight To make our wild hearts tranquil; While the flambeaux shine over thine and unite Untroubled, uutortured and tranquil. * **«*#***• Tbe quick retreat of the pattering feet Shakes the bloom from my dream mimosa! I rush to the nook in tbe choir to greet.— The Mates Dolorosa! Nought, nought was there but a sculptured prayer Os the Mater D010r... a. No more in a trance of my old Romance Sha’.! I let all my sorrow and da go; But I'll join the graves as they glance and dance Down —down through tho ghas .y window— With column and cross, and banners of moss, Down—down through the Oriel Window ! Point* Coupee, on thc Mi' ' ./'pi, 1861. AUGUSTA, GA-. SATURDAY, MAH Gil 11, 18G5. (OwutUn pnnor. BT LADT GEOUOIANA ft LLEKTON. Cif APT ER XI. [Continued.] “That ray Brother-in-law whi or«>r cor-scut to your mairia :o is .i-i gn at an impossibility as that this trt should .> e,lk across he river and j take up its t sit ; on on .hr oppo.-d •> hid. FfO/i I nty word, 1 should is soon expect r no event |to occur as tho other, lie in tho most ouwemn | Foust, tho )): Mt pr<‘ :, idieod. and the m---.it- obsti ! natts of men. ile has sworn ever to admit a | Catholic into his house. He lias made varhus sacrifice!, to tho fulfillment of that oath, ile has J neglected claims which might have hewn es’vb 1' h?d to ton-i-u-:,; >! • p; ta-ry, ft uu t t’etor ! minativ.i r. ■ t< ’■ nve any dealings wifi: (..Atii-dics: ; : no you juu.y imagine what chauco thero is of hi- j i cortaenting to tho vnanriage of his only son v. '.h j ! a person of that religion. No, I willnotdi eeive j I you on that point. If Edmund should p rtdst 1 | in ntaiTvi'' . :■ (.'atliolic, he will lio di-luitehted, i wii’. 'ut die shadow of a doubt; and ’ must also j add, in fairness t(*him, he ct.nnot, lie your sake as well as his own, run such a risk, or rather j incur that eertain penalty. Brought up as :c i Ims been in tho most extravagant- uiann r, | fonder of luxury than any human being e\ r j was, aecust'. uied to gratify very whim as it arise' head over ears in debt already, and and V ! inclined or unfit for every , roie- don—by'urgiig I him to such a «ti-p, jo . would be plunging hia and yourself in hopele-s beggary; you wo nil destroy every prospect- of iiappi-ier j, nay, <f respectability, for hhn, and act as hi. worst an] most cruel enemy. As you care for him, a-s y.a j value his peace of mind, his reputation, its honor, signora, you must give him up.” “Andi! J cannot give him no?” she rt | pc-ated slowly, with her eyes fixed on he | ground. “ V'hy, in that case, I am sorry to say so, bit j he really must give you up.” “Did /,<; y so? Hid say that?” a sled heuevra, gra-ping Mr. Warren’s arm. “ No; but I say S' . and you must fool it,” he j added coldly. She released her hold, and It" h r fyto 1n Tier hands. “ I am vexed, my dear Mi-s Leslie, that vott take it so much to heart, but indeed it is inewt abl .” She raised her eyes one moment, arid her lips murmured, “Go-1 give me patience.” Mr. Wtr ren looked at her, tftid seemed -:t"uck with tie expr -sion of agony in her face, lie pitied lur, and said in a hnv ejice “ There would be one alternative, one re j source.” “ What ?” “ A chan a of rellgi >n,” he said, without looking at h -r. and uTeothi;' to gaze through tis 'lass ttl I iters 1 dow. For an instant her ey--s flashed lire, but a holier expression -soon sue -eded that lirst.gln.vie of indignation, and she gently but resolutely uttered the word '‘never.’' “You -.ill get accustomed to tho idea.” “ flea :-n foi bid!” site replied. “ IVhy, if you could, be convinced, what a good thing it would ! \ Cannot you stretch a point in such a case, and persuade yourself to believe—” “ Mr. Warren,” she answered, with a calm manner, but with a nervous voice, “ if I. could do violence *t my own soul, discard m faith at will, and c.-.il that i.rr- .• which tho evidence cf ray reason, and every i etii; -t of ray bciny, affirms to bo eternal truth, 1 might go a step i further in my daring aposlacy, and at last deem heaven i elf a dr am, nod liell a fiction; and then it is not at the •-hasign you propose that I would stop. There.” she said, and pointed to a spot where the i -c was < r.d:«-n, and the rapid! river wa-; seen flowing underneath, “ there lies my temptation ; a refuge from the misery of this hour, and a less dreadful self-destruction than that which you propose.” Almost unconsciously, Mr. M arren laid hold of her as she loaned over tl; • i-ridge; but she turned to him, and a faint smile passed over her face. “Oh no ! my guard . : ng 1 has net yet for saken me. I believ she said, and raised her eyes to heaven, “1 believe,, ’and can afford to suffer.” “ You think hardly of Proicstants, signora, if even a grave in that and irk river would seem to you a better alternative than to adopt their faith ' “ Say than to renounce my own,” she eagerly rejoined; “ the sacred trutiis we lin’d in common are part of the creed which I would rather die thau forsake 1” “ Then what is it you feel about us?” “ Inasmuch as you are Christians, the deep est syn pafitv; inasmuch as you are i v testants, an earnest hope that to the secret spirit God vouchsafes his inward revelations of light and of peace. 'Who ear. judge by v : it rays he il luminates the mind, or by what mysterious teaching lie raises,a soul to heaven and himself? But to abandon the truth when our hearts have received it, to cast away the pearl if great ’ -rice that Once was ours, to have had faith, and to lose it, to have knelt in breathless awe and iu speechless adoration, when God had been near u,- and n iih in us, and then, with our lips, tv protest Pga. st, and in our yets act r.t naught the greatest and tm •: awful of his gifts to'iinni ; i —tnis is ame -l icide, which none but a | Catholic ct n con; i- \ because r, no other ca > ; incur its misery and its guilt.” j Gtnovra’s earnestness overpowered her, and ! she remained silent till Mr. Warren again ad- 1 dressed her. “ Heaven forbid that I should strive to per suade you to act against vottr conscience! I | admit that if your convictions are unalterable, you - . i ourse gh othim up • but it th <-.a?o it is ns itch to be regretted that you ever 1 ! entered into an engagement beset with s,> man; j ! ’.umpevable ddhcultic.-,! Such a fooli -h, Impe-j ■ less afla-r!” he repeated, with that sort bf ita- j | patience which good-natured and matter-of-huT j person:; experience at what appears to hem the j needless sufferings which others entail upon - j themselves by giv’ng w.;v 1 1 their feelings ; j he was touched by the mournful eloquence ii Ginevia’s eyes, which were raised to bu with a ’ kind of mule appeal from the sentence-lie had ! just pi enounced. Again he suggested, and; j again site rejev and the only alt motive whk.L ! ! jtresbnted itself to his mind : and at last, pro- ! yoked with him,self and with her, and ’-re-'.he.! with ,t!nJ discussion, he exclaimed abruptly, . “"Well thou, keep your faith, aud give up m , nephew. You must choo. : between—” “God and man,” she solemnly re‘died, i “Thank you for those words : they have veil me strength. Now let us return home. Ton j said you could net help mo, and you wore right” 1 “ j ou have a great sacrifice to make,” replied : Mr. Warren ; “ hut young as you are, and with j a long life before you—” “kes, a long life—g haps as long cs his,” 1 she added in a low \ -e, “ You will feel satisfied at having released him I from a painful position. As the cause, though j the innocent cause,“of you never could | liave been happy.” Once mere she glanced aftlic smooth river at her feet, and than at tho blue vault of heaven ! over her head. ; “ Now you will bot’: -'art A''csb in life ; 'yra-. i will have nothing with which to reproach each other,” “No, wo must not reproach each other,”! Ginevra mechanically repeated; and they j walked ou in silence, except that Sir. Warren j now aud then ma "•> tin obser*..ithe tending to j enforce the. necessity of the s.u-rifi- e be had ur :'d her to make. When they were within a ' few steps of the house, she suddenly stopped, i and said, in a low deep voice, “Are you sure, i that you have Fold me tho truth ?” There ,v:.s i such intense misery in the tone with which this i wos uttered, that Mr. Warren started, and felt shocked at having been the means of inflicting ] it. imt bo c-ouid not retract., and the tear that glistened in hi.-: eye gave a death-blow to her j hop; s. He felt then for her, but s.uv no means ! of escape. She pressed his hand, went up to ■ her room, and was alone for an hour, looking! her fate in the face, and struggling again?: do-- , pair. It was true, a she hud said it herself, J that Ginevra Leslie tv; .-: very young for tl, ■ loa t j of care, for the heavy burden which weighed on j her spirit, and taxed tho energies of a character j which nature had made ardent, and. to which ' Idueatiou t;;:; I circumstance-- had taught coi : !. Full cf that indomitable lire which genius kindles and passion nurses, site had taken life and its mysteries, an 1 ils realities, a- j if by storm, and a., thirteen she had ceased to, think, to speak, or to fee! us -. child. The strong religious principles which grew with her growth, I and modelled her whole being, grappled with ; that nature, and curbed its impetuosity, tier j I imagination, her tale. her <.■ thu asm, had ' 1 been directed to one end by the influence of a religion, which, while it a.-eolic in im discip- ' line, and uncompromising in its morality, deals | with each human being ace w-lin .: to his secret needs, and purifies while it exalts every aspira tion of his soul. She had seen in the gorgeous temples of her own i tnd he ri -s of earth, the precious marbles and the sparkling gem?, the gold of the mine, and the [-earl of the ” mu, lavished in profusion on tho sluiii-s of the Al mighty ; and she liad learned, e-i the sue. ••e, that the precious things ,of man’s heart and of man’s brain, its pearls of great price, its treasures of deep thought, its gems of countless value, should '-o 'and upon the altar of God, not, to be destroyed, like th-- holoeau-is --f old, but to be hallowed and exalted by the light of the sanctuary. Every inspiration that raised her soul from earth was directed to heaven : each burst of enthusiasm was saniuified by a sacri fice ; the consciousness of superior power wn* incitement to new exertions; and the revela tions of her own genius, startling appeals, to which she rt >ponded with uplifted oye and with beaded knee. When the tlay of trial came, the same influence saved her from despair. Her story was a strange one, and must now be briefly told. Consigned in her infancy to the care of her mother's relations, she had been brought up in an old mansion, whose departed i ■ 1 left traces of its exit en< - in tho | l res.-oc paintings which still lingered on its waits, r-ttd in the mutilate-) siatm-s, tin- broken fountain.?, and the avenue of cypresses which orname a it-! Ms gardens. One suit'- cf apart ments in this aii. Te was occupied Father I rancesoo, who was at once the friend and the chaplain el the owner of that old palaca, ’ll. name lm? already been mentioned in this story as -in' uncle and guard an of Ginevra Ferrari, the mother of our heroine. The simple furni ’ urecd tnese rooms contrasted with the. magui fieence o! the gilded ceilings ami the painted n, -. One small gallery, that led from the hall ;o the elm pel, ..was wall s.nvred tv;:h books, French. Lis tin and Italian. A writing-desk tla.it • «1 by - .no of the high windows, and a pile >f heavy folio volumes that lay at its side, gave Mido at, do that their owner had not negb-vd to iu' rove by study the abilities widi .vhich re had endowed him. The chapel was rich in comparison with the rest of tho building; uu-l tier r-hict'of past splendor, whi;h else where had been suffered to decay, were aro- Tuliy clicirshed, and seemed to render a silent homo;.: to the sanctity of lie spot, where night :m,l day a Jump burned before the altar, and sin and a. niy-t.a’i >us light t.-n the carved effigies uni the sculptured walls of that secluded shrine. G» tbe opposite side of the building another o'mp often urned through the Img hours: of u .'ht, and still faintly glimmered when tho ■ of the rising suu ot t rp iv ere ! its feeble , ; l r.This was in the studio of Leonardo I i-i-rar, the artist, wto some twenty years he b-rc had been the friend and tho coin pan ion of Gil: writ's father. Howu -1 to his art, mgrossed by tn.it ruling pass: m, day and night he worked with an ttmvearie i energy rhat left hint no time ; :• rest, and no care for cite outward world. Tho only -donut that w-n a smile from tin ardent painter, or beguiled him for an hour from his owa life-destroying toils, was his sister’s child, th-; little Ginevra, whose voice,and wham eves re the music and tl o sunshine of Ills lonelv xistence. In that singular horn ■ ■ -,,-V i oar blooms unseen on the doctor, she spetd her ; towards wom.m'-- '- V> . Ti.'Ut-t. u ’ | iri heaven, n 1 linger on ear i tied and oft in Her prosen.; a refuge from him, her you young spirit its also combine-1 mind, and to st: lu-r father’s - -r-p. instructed in E lib r which c ■ ancient and mi familiar aequai: She ht I lit loved Shakspe;- St IV (fII * quonce, nr,l mind which ti reuse of v.T.a art, had ripe-: of l’r the” I-Vs chtuiel, or w every emoti - a ] ; aver ; ai tbe beds of t alit j \ etl'ace. No t iisturbed th water lily fl sorted garde: seemed an tr purity, of h noticed beaif when the st-.- fcr. npuil suric well-spruig ( tie; of ev ? day when a I mens to 0- die 1 Fat!ter Fran i been often t j Hut for an u: | first tears th lsince t'.o dap | loss sorrow : ! and for trie j s.-.ute place j received I i had fait ! rite, r i “ Go The lips' the str voi spe T< oc cat to irril Freq feeling NO 23