THE AMERICAN
IN THE
Clutch of Rome.
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KOMK IS THK M W WHKI.I).
In the vast tail ot v!i vt n, hat!
sMmliti5 the clli'p; a bail
wheo lofty wiling bud l n Iitm-ii'J
Centuries airo by a mUr band. Tin'
ricMx civit'imt tf Mn'lifl Anfi-ln
adorned tlu rl.hly lint, a walls, ami
ttu niai-Mc rblul-tn, wlil.b tbochlM-l
of l'rs.iw K L:td fhli)m-d, d culd,
white and i.!iinx Uk n the animated
nias of color, which ctuniri.'d the
rcjirosi-nUtui tin earth of the meek
and Umly Jcmi. Hod, the ivlor of
warmth autl pa-sion, jiredoiulnaUx!.
Tha popo. In rich Kiiiti!5ciU roU-s
with the triple coronet llimhlnj; and
gleaming like a jeweled rainbow on his
weary bend, wan seated on the papal
throne. At bin rlht, Cardinal Pizanl,
and on hi left, Cardinal lietlllno. The
one, pale, nervous, avtlc; and tho
other, calm, voluptuous and a hundred
fold more cruel.
The minor formalltlett of the conven
tion over, tho xmtl!l arose and slowly
advanced a few pace, forward; his
hands, clasped tightly together, rested
on tho velvet folds of his robe. Ills ad
dress to the assembled prelates was bit
ter and caustic from the beginning to
the end; and tho faces before him ex
pressed, In turn, sympathy with tho
speaker, and anger toward thot-e who
had deprived him of his dearly Irolovod
temporal power.
"My enemies," he said, extending his
arm in the direction of tho qulrliml,
"have the effrontery to cry with Im
pious mouth, that I am an enemy to the
prosperity of Italy. I, the heud of our
most holy church; I, whom Almighty
God has appointed his vlee-gerent on
earth, anl delegated the right and
power to watch over and protect his
children here on earth. An enemy to
my country! My beautiful Italy the
birthplace of the church. In Italy I
was born; in Italy I have lived and
reigned; and In Italy by the grace of
our blessed lady will I roslgn the gift
of life, and that which Is perishable
about mo shall mingle with Roman
dust. 1 am very old, and my spirit will
soon take Its lllght from a prison house
which time has worn away and rendered
too fragile to hold It long. By the
gruclousneis of my Heavenly Master I
Lope to look down upon the kingdoms
of tho earth, and on the papal throne I
hope to see seated, with rock-Iiko hrm
noss, a iK'po who will hold the reins of
spiritual power in his riff ht hand, and
In his left grasp securely the lines that
guide the jiower temporal. That one
ruler can drive theso two steeds safely
and harmoniously over tho roads of
government, which the united efforts of
skilful workmen and gifted overseers
must keep ever in perfect order I have
no doubt. Alas! that throne will not be
In Italy. From Homo, whore sho has
sat like a sphinx watching the cen
turies roll Into pnstotemity, the mother
church must become an exile. Prepare
a home fur her lu the new world, and
see to it, I charge ye here assembled,
that she bteal not away like a banished
criminal, but with pemp and flying
colors.
"Before Ibis r.ew home can be pre
pared, many diflirulties will present
themselves, and obstacles more fierce
than the dragons who guarded the
fabled treasures of old, will have to be
trampled out of life. I need not remind
you of our Influence in the educational
department of Canada. Forcing the
Canadian government to restore us our
stolen property, has unearthed a big
bone of contention. Never mind, we
will carry off the bone. With prophetic
vision, I see Canada and the United
States as one; Mexico, which we must
never let slip from our grasp, will, in
the march of years, fall into line. And,
as thus are gathered together the rich
fragments of the western hemisphere,
we must cement them with our Koman
faith into cne grand structure, that no
chance storm of public sentiment, po
litical or religious, can wreck. My ad
vices from these distant lands are more
satisfactory. Italy alone harbors the
beast who seeks to devour the mother
church. May her curse rest forever on
this so-called prime minister, and all
who follow in his lead. History has re
peated itself. A sucreligious golden
calf has been fashioned by these short
sighted children of Israel. They have
perpetuated acd io;tra?-mark tho
word honored the memory of that
renegade to the faith, that despoiler of
sacred things, Giordano Bruno, by
erecting a memorial statue under the
very shadow of St. Peter's. It will at
least, remind the faithful, that he, a
living sedition, was made to suffer the
just anger of our holy order. It is re
corded (and I have no doubt of its truth)
that high heaven rejected the very
vapor of his burning body, and caused
the heretical smoke to hide itself in the
crevices of the earth. Insult after in
sult is being daily hurled at the Vatican.
How long high heaven will withhold Its
vengeance, man cannot know."
For over two hours the iron will of
the pontiff sustained his aged frame as
he spoke with a firm, low voice to his
priestly audience. Nothing was for-
goltu-o that the sacred college bad
M-mli'i d todUou, and Cardinal l'1.ani
waaao-lgmd the ll'oi of American
cardinal, with insti-m-lion to leave
Home at ontv.
At hi fan well Interview with the
ntt a tn:aU atom of bun an emotion
came lt the surface. Whut little know
lodg he pii.Mi.Md of the fueling called
'frlciuMilp," he bad learned by year
of cIom- Intercoui-M.' with tliemanwh.it
ro'v be one day tii'atl to fold around
hiniKelf, liOt K-i aiiM! they were of the
purple and i r.crus'.ed with jeao'f, m
they t sprisitd the rank and aiwer of
the wearer, they might Lave Ufa made
of fiuk tioth. Some feebl. germ of
feeling, t, fluttered Into life an he
took a lit farewell of the many n.om
and ha!I if tho Vatican, hal's in which
prelates lilt J plotted and planned, mic
eeeded and failtd for so many, many
years. Cardinal lJetilino, had their
places Ixvn changed, would have sighed
to think that his ejes would rest no
more on tho priceless contents of the
Vatican, and for tho luxurious corner
into which his princely person fitted so
nicely. Not so, Pizanl. The Vatican
and all it contained were part and par
oel of the church. The adornments,
which the brush and chisel of masters
had furnished, appealed to no sensuous
emotions. He was simply bidding an
eternal adieu to ono phase of his life.
As the great doors of tho paluce closed
after him, avague something came over
hlra which caused him to turn, after a
few quick steps, and fix his glittering
eyes upon tho vast pile, and then to
linger an Instant on the great dome of
St. Peter's. Afternoon service was
being held, and people were passing in
and out of its sucrcd portals.
"1 have celebrated my last mass upon
your holy altars, O, you CJuoen of
Temples," ho muttered aloud.
Some Impulse caused him to turn
from tho church and glance up at a
certain window of the Vatican; the holy
father, his face pressed close against
the glass, stood looking down upon him.
Pl.anl turned instantly, closed his eyes
tightly together two or threo times,
and walked rapidly away from the
vicinity of the papal home; his head
bent forward and his tongue ever and
anon gilding Bwlftly over his thin upper
lip.
A month later lound him one Sab
bath morning conducting the services
of high mass at the central altar of tho
magnificent cathedral which he found
awaitlug him In Washington. In tils
temple it was tho queen of heaven re
ceived the adoration and listened to tho
devotions of her wealthy and fashion
able subjects. A few of her humble do
votees, attracted by a desiro to soe the
new cardinal, wore scattered hither
and thither, like intrusive weeds in
sotno gorgeous bank of flowers.
This critical congregation found noth
Ing lacking. Pizanl fitted perfectly
into the space left vacant by the death
of Xlmenes, so perfect Is tho mechan
ism of the church.
The months rolled on; and Cardinal
Pizanl ever wove around him the In
tricate web, Into wh'ch his Jesuit sub
tlety would draw the human Hies. In
Rome, though wielding a Btrong in
fluonce, ho had been one among many.
In America he was tho head. Keenly
ha lhe felt the power, and exultantly
had throbbed his heart, when called to
officiate at some ceremonial of tho
church.
He had proceeded don tho principal
thoroughfare of tho city of Washing
ton preceded by his own band and drum
corps, while beside his elegant, open
carriage, rode his mounted body guard
of pontifical troops uniformed in red
and white, with red Uhlan helmets on
their heads, and armed with sabres and
lances, from which floated red and
white pennons. As he rode, the fiery
eyes ot the prelate were reading a page
from futurity's book.
In time, many of the people who
gazed, some with reveronce, some with
curiosity, and others with scorn and
contempt, should, with one accord, bow
with uncovered head to the passing of
him, their infallible ruler to be. The
pomp and ceremony attendant on and
Inseparable from his official duties over,
and the severe black garments, which
constituted his ordinary attire, substi
tuted for tho gorgeous robes of office,
he, at once, became the hard-working
ascetio and ever vigilant priest, with
no Insignia of rank to distinguish him
from tho half dozen priests of his house
hold, except a narrow line of blood-red
silk around his slender neck.
CHAPTER IV.
TWO DEADLY SINS.
The abbess of the convent of St.
Ignaiius, Spain, lay dying; ths mid
night bell was striking as her confessor
hurried through the dimly lit corridors,
which never again would give forth
the echo of the footsteps of her who had
glided so many years on various mis
sions along their gloomy lengths.
xVs the priest entered the room, two
nuns arose from the bedside, made the
sign of the cross and vanished. The
practiced eye of the father saw that
the spirit he had come to send forgiven
to its rest was impatient to be gone.
He took a phial from the bag he had
brought in with him, and gave the dy
ing nun a portion of its contents Under
its potent influence the abbess was able
to begin ber confession.
Tho memories ot two deadly sins
were clutching with ghastly fingers the
heartstrings of the dying woman. The
idolatrous love of her life that had lain
like a dormant make In her boeoiu.
ever warming inui uie rj aenanee tun-
beam of iih iiiory, and t he ex-ape from
the convent to a aere!igiou marriage
of th.; girl entrurtt d to her care.
The nun's voice was growicg very
weak and h r word were eareely dia-
tlnguiuhll a ber confe-sion ended.
During the sh irt pau-e which followed,
and wh'.I tho priest wa making ready
to Is stow upon her tho Lvt rite of the
church, !.t to k something from lav
m nth be- pillow, and motioning to the
priest-to u iw' nearer, p aced It in his
hand, murmuring:
D, stroy It, Father, 'lis the. Ut fet
ter which binds me to earth."
lire the ceremony of "extreme une-;
tion" was fairly ended, the ablKjsa was
dead. As soon as Krsible, tho priest
cxnmi'icd the object which tho abbess
had entrusted to him; it proved to be a
fragile chain, on which was t-uspcuded
a gold oval. Opened, it revealed on
either side, a portrait. One, encircled
by minute rubies, was that of a young
woman, whoso dark beauty the flame
liko setting seemed part and parcel of:
the face opK)slte, was that of a man,
also young and handsome, but betoken
ing a nature calculating and colder than
Its companion. A nature which might
borrow warmth from another, as the
H-arls took to themselves a roseate
glow from tho rubies. The priest
glanced from the likeness of the dead
woman, as she had been, to the dead
woman as she now was.
"Mudrt de I Km," he murmured; "can
It bo jwsslble?" He placed tho relic in
a fold of his robe, summoned the nuus.
and sped quickly away; pondering, as
he went, on certain passages of the con
fession ho had received. As he came
to a bridge spanning a narrow, though
deep turbulent stream, he stopped,
drew forth tho locket, and gazed on the
faces before him, which the vivid moon
light seemed to endow with lile; the
sorrowful tale bo had listened to had
touched a tender chord in his heart,
but the teaching of tho Jesuit was
strong and deep-rooted. He had prom
ised tho penitent to destroy the emblem
of her weakness, but would its preser
vation bo of future use to the church?
Certain knowledge, he had gained to
night, might be, but this bauble No,
he could keep faith with the dead wo
man and not injure Rome. So he cast
the trinket into the water.
A week after the death of the abbess
of St. Ignatius, a Spanish bishop sought
and obtained audience of the pope of
Rome. The purpose of that audience
was known to Cardinal Pizanl, in
Washington as soon as practicable.
Cardinal Pizanl was taking his daily
walk in the most secluded portion of
tho Episcopal palace grounds, the
events which constituted the gain ar.d
lntiuoH nf thA ten vears nf bis American
life revolving in his mind, to thetsVift
rhythm of his footsteps on the brick
walk, when a packet, bearing a foreign
postmark, was brought in.
It was a letter from the papal secre
tary acquainting him with the death of
the Spanish abbess. It at o told hiin
that the a' bess, in "-fc'xd-emis," had
confessed to having aided the escape of
a girl from her convent that she might
be united to her Protestant American
lover; that the girl had married her
lover according to the rites of tho Pro
testant church; that they were living
in San Francisco, and tho husband was
one of the wealthiest and most influen
tial statesmen on the Pacific coast. The
papal communication wai brief and
contained few instructions.
Like the pressing of an electric but
ton, which sets the Innumerable wheels
of some gigantic machinery in motion,
Is a dark hint to the followers of Loyola
About a month after Cardinal Pizani
had been advised of the death of the
Spanish abbess, a woman of decent ap
pearance and of fair intelligence, and
who occupied the position of chamber
maid in the family of Senator Maxwell,
of California, entered a confessional in
one of the largest and wealthiest Cath
olic churches in San Francisco. When
she emerged from the church, her face
portrayed varied emotions, which soon
settled Into a general air of resignation
as she reached the home of her em
plover. Walking slowly over the grounds to
wards the servant's entrance to the
palatial residence, where she had been
a trusted servant for several years, her
glance rested in a peculiar manner on
a group gathered together on the lawn
under a scarlet flowered shrub. She
waved her hand in response to a saluta
tion from the children, who were taking
their afternoon recreation, in charge of
a governess, and who had chosen the
gorgeous tree as a resting place for her
charges, a precocious girl of nine years,
and a girl and boy younger.
In a short space of time after Mary
Rooney, chamber-maid in the family of
Senator Maxwell, had confessed her
sins to the priest of St. Mary's, Alice
Ayers, nursery governess in the same
family, left her situation.
With the art known only to woman,
Mary Rooney had contrived to inspire
Mrs. Senator Maxwell with the idea
that Alice Ayers was no fit person to be
entrusted with her children.
In answer to an advertisement for a
governess inserted in a daily paper, a
woman appeared at the home of Senator
Maxwell one afternoon, and being
ushered into a small reception room
ank Into the velvet depths of the near- j
est chair that aeemed to sty, ' I have
come to itay. 1 he pale tan co'or of
her dress, and her bronze colored hair
harmonized well with the delicate blue
of the chair. Sum, Mr. Maxwell,
with a silken rustle, came into the
room. A lorely woman, of the pure
Caj-lillan typo, whose great blue eyes
were held in a fixed gas by the dark
je'lowish orbs of the woman who roe
ut her cn'rance and saluted her.
Dora Dillon, with quiet grace.handed
Mrs. Maxwell a writ'.t o re-.-ommenda
tion: the signature was that of a wealthy
society lady of her acquaintance, a
launch Catholic. After a few com-
monpla.'e questions, Mrs. Maxwell
asked: "Voar religion plei-ae?"
' llomun Catholic, by education:"
iiawered Miss Dillon in an Indifferent
tone. Tnen, quickly "Of course, my
religion, If I take charge of your chil
dren, will lie a thing apart. General
hrlstlan principles and moral training
will be my prerogative only."
' Oh, certainly; that is all that is re
quired, and we are not bigoted to any
particular faith. My husband is a
Presbyterian, and Jean, my eldest girl,
attends Sunday school at Dr. McBride's
church. We have a pew there, and oc
casionally my husband and I attend. I
was once a Roman Catholic too."
"You have renounced it?'' said Miss
Dillon, with a smile.
"Oh, no;" said Mrs. Maxwell lightly,
'my religion has been a matter of so
much indifference to me of late years,
that 1 have not taken the trouble to re
nounce it, as regards one particular
form, or as a whole."
"Oh," said Dora Dillon, with a little
shrug of the shoulders, "religion is a
good thing in tho abstract, but let us
talk of those embryo men and women I
saw In the grounds with their nurse, as
I came in."
When Dora Dillon left the homo of
Senator Maxwell, it wa-j as tho gover
ness elect to his children. Her duties
to begin as soon as possible. Her first
move on leaving tho mansion, by way
of preparing herself for her new posi
tion, was to visit the residence of the
ector of St Mary's.
"Perform this mission as faithfully
and as well as you have others en
trusted to you, my daughter, and the
blessed protection of the holy church
will shadow you always," were the part
ing words of the silken voiced priest.
CHAPTER V.
A PRIESTLY GAME.
Cardinal Pizani read, with grim satis
faction, tho letter from Archbishop
O'Conor of San Francisco, apprising
him that the outlines of another
churchly scheme were drawn. Hand
ing the letter to his secretary, he be
took himself to the garden to take his
accustomed walk. His step was quick,
and his glowing eyes saw nothing tang
ible around him, but were looking as
ever, into the future.
Brilliant leaves, red from the kisses
of Autumn, were falling around him as
he walked, but the dying year had
given unto him more brilliant and more
lasting offerings, which he had dropped
into the lap of his adored and insatiat
mistress. The chief magistrate of the
land had delighted to honor him; In a
country wbere all idigions were re
spected and equally protected, he, a
prince of the Roman Catholic church,
had officiated as chaplain when the
great republic had celebratod the one
hundredth year of the birth of its cher
ished constitution. What but policy
had dictated the honor? The tyrant
demands the bestowal of most honors in
her name. He was growing to love this
fascinating goddess of liberty who pre
sided over the great nation he had
come among. "Ah! if only he could
succeed in casting around her the chains
of the church."
One of his wealthiest parishioners
dying, had appointed him guardian of
his only child, a woman, young and
with her natural beauty of person en
hanced by the rosy back ground of an
Immense fortune. Pizani's young ward,
a devout member of the church, though
loving the world and its pleasures, had,
by a gift of several hundred thousand
dollars, been the foundress of the great
Roman Catholic university which was
rising stone upon stone and fast nearing
completion.
Thousands upon thousands of dollars
had poured in from the parishes of the
largest cities of the union. The spirit
which had haunted the Catholic clergy
of America for long weary years, was
fast materializing into a grand, impos
ing presence.
In a small Pompeiian room in a large
mansion in New York City, a wealthy,
young, unmarried lady and her guests
were assembled. It was the lounging
hour which preceeds that daily and im
portant epoch in a fashionable lady's
life, "dressing for dinner." The young
ladks, In the most dainty and comfort
able of tea gowns, with the luxurious
abandon which characterizes a gather
ing of women when the male element
is absent, were reclining in various
graceful attitudes.
A large screen of Persian embroidery
was drawn up within easy distance of
the fire-place, forming a little snuggery
for these young dames who wore the
purple and fed on the honey of life, to
repose in.
"Tell us, O, white lily, what are you
going to wear at my lady secretary's
ball next week?" This from a dark,
young girl, still in her teens, who
draped In old rose, lay curled up on a
great black fur rug, directly in front of
the fire. She addres-.d her hostess, a
tall whit' lily of a woman who had just
entered her twentieth year. She was
the center of the group, and clothed in
white from head to foot; her yellow
hair brushed straight back from her
temples and gathered in a great crown
like coil on the top of her head. Htr
delicate appearance indicated the name
her companion U stowed uinin her.
"I am not going," she said, placing
her fingers up m a large cross of white
onyx which lay upon her breast, and
resting her h.-ad with a ii'.t'.e defiant
movement against the biood-red silk
back of her chair.
"Not going to Washington, to tbe
greatest ball of the season?" wi'.s the
refrain in various tones.
Then, after a pause, the dark b-auty
nestling among the fur sprang Into a
silting posture, and with her bold,
black eyes looking full Into the blue
ones above her, said:
"Surely, AgDess Allison, the vague
rumors that have been floating around
us, that you, so young and beautiful,
and with your immense wealth, con
template burying yourself in a convent,
have no truth in them?"
"To what better cause could I devote
my vast wealth than that of the holy
church? And my buried youth and
beauty will have a glorious resurrec
tion. Besides, I shall not be aeloistered
nun, but a minister of relief to trouble
and want."
"I'm glad no such sacrifices are re
quired among the Methodist persuasion,
but if there were, I am too poor in this
world's goods to be selected for an offer
ing. But, O, my dear Agness, you are
too bright a liht to be hidden under a
bushel; let pale, tallow dips go under,
and you remain in the world. With
tho millions at your command, you will
shed your light not only among the
mighty of the land, but among the
poor and lowly."
"My path of duty is clearly lighted
for me, and nothing can obstruct my
foot-steps," said Miss Allison, Btill toy
ing with the onyx cross.
"Well," said a large, voluptuous
locking girl, no longer very young,
whose handsome face, framed In glitter
ing reddish hair, indicated a nature
strongly impregnated with the world,
tho flesh, and, it might be a dash of
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the devil, "I am a fairly good church
woman of the Rinian faith, but I thank
the saints I have never fell a predilec
tion for their convents. The Creator
intended we should live out in the
world, I think, else wty are we here1
Time enough to say good-bye to the
world when death say 'Come,' though
tho virgin forbid I should influence
tho-e who sec differently. l!y the way,
Archbishop Doo'.ey dine here t, might,
does he not?"
"Yes," repluj Miss Allison, "and
several o'Ler guests."
'Othtrgaests--clerical or otherwise?"
said a voici from thy mass of rose-hued
ca.-hmere on the black fur.
"Otherwise," said the young nun
elect, rising, as did the others, as the
ringing of a bell warned ihe:n that it
was lime to dress and resume the
formalities of life.
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