If 10 THE OMAHA DAILY BEEJr UNDAY , AUGUST 19 , 1894
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RESUME OF LOUHDE3.
Jlrlof Syiiopmnof Mm I'ortlon ofolii'i * ( Jrciit
HtnryVlilrli linn Hi-mi I'uhlUhcil.
FIUST DAY. ,
CIIAITKK I. Thu opening scene of "kourues ,
which wn comment-wl In Borlnl form -In " 4n"
ilay'a Uco of April 15 , Is In a car of the "white
train , " which carries the very nick tillKrlniM
from I'nrlH to Ununlon. Amen * the | illKrlm 19
Mnrlu ilo CJuerH.ilnt. n you nit woman , who , for
uerain n
uro o
nml finally Ml In lo\- with cich other an they
which r"-
grew up. Marie received on Injury
HUlted In nearly tiitnl imriilyslt. As Him could
JICVIT 1m hi * wife , Hi-rre liccamo " P"1'91' . . , ,
1 * In-
In the train
CIIAITUll JII. The nuffcrlnB
" I'oltlcM " " > "our
tcmto when It eto | > i"
eilAlT-ll IV.-Hophle Content ! tells the i Blory
of th cure ncronluil to her diseased foot by
ulniply iltppln * It In the water of Loiirilcii.
UIIAI'TIIH V.-The Abbocii'ls the hiHlory of
crln me visions In the
Ilernailcttc. and ili
Krqtlo. As the train rolls Into the station a.
LourJc.s an unknown man dtea.
BEfO.VI ) DAY.
' Is given ' the
CilAl'TUIl I.-A vivid picture
confusion when the Invalids are landed nnd con
veyed to the hospital , . ,
CIIAl'THIl II. The , hospital Is Krea ly over
crowded. At 8 a. m. tile procession tu the grotto
marts. Kather Mfiunla nuks the vast congroh'n-
mlrncle , ns the body of
tfon to pray for a Rreut
the man who died In the train U to be Im
mersed In ( he pool In hopes that llfu will be
"ciIAl-rnn III.-The Abbe meets his olJ friend.
Dr. ChassalRne. The crowd forces the AU'IP to
the pool. Thu dead man Is brought In and Im
mersed. No mlracla occurs. On KolnB out the
Abbe finds that Marie has been bath * ! without
effect. ,
CHAITEn IV. Dr. ChassilKne accompanies
the Abbe to the 15urc.au of Certifications. La
drlvotte , who had been In th last Binges of
consumption , comeu lushing In , shouting , i
am cured 1" . , ,
CIIAl'TUK V.-The Abbe visits Unrip. who Is
loslns her faith. He reads to the Invalids , con
tinuing the story of llernadette.
THIHD DAY.
CHAPTER I. Pierre discovers that Mme. Vol-
mar , n devout pilgrim , has come to Louides to
meet her lover. . .
CIIAITUK II. IMerre nnd M. < le Oueisalnt
meet Mine. De-aj-'ncaux. Stile. Jtaymonde and
M. do 1'eyieloiiKur. to whom Raymonds la cn-
gaBed. They visit places of Interest.
CHAPTER III. Marie , accompanied by her
father and 1'lerrc , watches thr magnificent
torchlight procession.
CHAl'TKK IV. Pierre takes Marie to the
tnotto to remain thiouihout the night. Uaron
bulre Rhniva 1'lcrre the tnlrnculous pprlnff.
CHA1TER V. Dr. Llmmmlgne tells about his
Interview with Ilernudeltr , nnd describes the
efforts of the Abbo Peyrumalu to build a church
at Lourdes.
FOURTH DAY.
CHAPTER I. The death of Mmc. Vetu Is
vividly portrayed.
CHAPTER II. There U frrcat rellslous fervor
lliown during the services. In the midst of It
Urother Isidore dies.
CJiALTKK III. As ricrre stands Iwslde
Mario's cnrt he i omembors that onu of the
. phyxlclans called In consultation raid he could
bo cured In a perfectly natural way. Suddenly
Mdrta islands up In her cart. She walks to the
linreait , and her cure l put on rccoiil.
UUAITKH IV. Marie draws her cart In the
prodex.ilon. Pierre has lost his faith , and by his
vows has lost the light to love Marie now that
she can * ' , be n wife.
OHAPl'KR ' V. Dr. Clui ilfme tak ! the AM > e
to IJernadetto's room. He also takes him to the
church' ' ' thai the Abbe I'uyraniule btarteil to
billld. The ambitions and dicams o ! the .Abbe
1'ejramale are graphically described.
FIVT1I DAY.
CHAPTER I. The abbe Is summoned to find
already dead an old lady whose fortune gaes ti > n
crippled boy who has been brought to I > nurdos
to ba cured. The father regards the old lady's
death ns a divine lecompense.
CHAPTER II Marie In annoyed by the atten
tion her euro has attracted. With Pierre and
her father sha makes a llnal visit to the grotto.
CHAPTER HI. Amid great confusion the pil
grims board the white train to take them back to
Paris. With the exception of Marie , the Invalids
are nil In about the fame condition ns when
they arrived. The cleigy , however , ore enthusi
astic In their assertions of the miracles that
have been wrought , One lady who came to
I.ounlea to pray for the reformation of an un
faithful husband Is filled with joy that he 1ms
coma to pro homo with her. She declares It to be
the greatest miracle of all the healing of n
heart.
Chapter V Continued.
Ah , how often Bartle's and her free child
hood , behind her lambs and the years lived
la the hills , In the high Brasses , Iti the thick
woods , must have been lived again by her
In the hours that she dreamed , tired of pray
ing .tor sinners ! No ono then sounded her
soul , no ono could Bay If Involuntary regrets
did not bruise her heart. She used ono day
an expression that her biographers recall
for the purpose of making her passion more
touching. Conflncd fur away from her
mountains , nailed to a bed of suffer
ing , sha cried :
"It seems to me that I was made to live ,
to act , to bo always stirring , and the Lord
wishes mo to bo motlonlesg , "
VV'hat a revelation of a terrible evidence ,
of a great sadness ! Why did the Lord wish
to keep motionless that dear being , full of
Eayoty and grace ? Would she not have
honored Him as much by living Clio free
lift ! , the sound llfo that she was born to
llvtS7 And Instead of praying for sinners
her constant and vain occupation would she
not have worked harder to Increase the
world's happiness and Ills own tf Bho had
given u share' of lova to the husband who
awaited her , to the children who would bo
born of her flesh ? Some evenings , It Is said ,
she who wng no gay , BO active , fell Into an
extreme dejection. She became tad , kept
to herself , as though stunned by an excess
of sorrow. Without a doubt the chalice
would end by being too hitter , and she
would enter Into agony at the Idea of the
perpetual rcnouncomtnt of her existence.
In St. Glldard did nernadetto often dream
of Lourdes ? What did she know of the
triumph of the grotto , of the prodigies that
dally transformed that land of miracle ? The
question was never positively answered. Her
companions had been forbidden to talk to
her about these matters ; she was surrounded
by absolute and continual silence. She her
self did not care to talk about II , but kept
sllnit about the mysterious past did not
scam anxious to know the present , however
triumphal It might be. Nevertheless , did
not her heart fly there In Imagination to
that enchanted country of her childhood ,
where her family lived , where all the bonds
of her life were lied , where she had left
the most extraordinary dream that any being
had. ever had ? Surely she remade frequently
In thought the fine trip of her memories ;
ho must know In u general way all the
great events of Lourdcs. What frightened
her was to return there In person , and she
always refused to do It , well knowing that she
could not pass unpercelved , dreading the
crowds whoso adoration would meet her
there. What glory If she had been capri
cious , ambitious , dominating !
Sha would have returned to the holy scene
of her vUlons , she would Ir.ivo performed
miracles thrre as a priestess , popess , with an
Infallibility , a sovereignty of one chosen , and
of a friend of the Holy Virgin , The tut here
seriously hail any fear of It , although
the formal order had been to keep her from
the ? world for her calvuUau. They were not
ofram , they know her to be o sweet , so
humbla In her terror of a divine being , In her
Ignorance qf the colossal tnuchlnu she had
put In motion , and of which the exploitation
would have made her drop with fright If aim
had understood. No , no I It was no louger
Imrs , ectlvo with Its crowds , Us Violence.
end Its business. Shu would have Buttered
tjo much there , out of Uor clement , stunned ,
ualMimetl. And when pilgrims \\\\a \ \ were
gjtiiK there ashed her , with u smile , "Would
you Ilka to come with us ? " she had a slight
ulilll , and hastened ta reply , "No. no. Hut
how I ah mid Ilko to wore I a llttlo bird. "
H r thought nlouo vts the little traveling
j , with quick Uitfht , with lleut
which constantly made Its pilgrimage to the
grotto. She who had gone to LotinkM neither
for the death of her fa'her , nor for that of
her mother , must have lived there contin
ually lit dreamt * . She loved her relatives ,
however ; she \\as anxious about axsurlng
work for her family , that remained poor ,
that she had wished to receive her brother ,
who had gene to Ncvers to complain , and
who was left nt the door of the convent.
Hut ho found her tired and resigned ; she
did not even question him about the new
IxMiftlcs , as though the growing city were not
hors. . The year of the coronation of the
Virgin , a priest whom she had commissioned
to pray for her before the grotto , returned
to toll her about the nevcr-to-bc-forgotton
marvels of the ceremony , the hundred thou
sand pilgrims gathered there , the thirty-five
bishops dressed In gold In the radiant Ilaslllca ,
She trembled ; she had her llttlo thrill of
desire nnd of uneasiness. And when the
prloit cried , "Ah , 1C you had seen that splen
dor ! " she replied , " 1 ? Why , I was far bet
ter off here In my Infirmary , In my little
corner. "
Her glory had been stolen from her , her
work shone In a continual hosanna , and she
tasted joy only when forgotten In the shade
of the cloister , where the opulent tenants of
the grotto left her. The resounding solem
nities were not the occasions of her mys
terious trips ; the little bird of her soul Hew
over there alone only on days of solitude ,
In prayerful hours when nobody could dis
turb her devotion ! ) . It vas before the wild ,
primitive grotto that she returned to kneel ,
amid the swcetbrlars , at the time when the
cavern was not yet walled In with tt monumental
mental platform. Then It was the old town
that she visited In the twilight. In the sweet
scented freshness of the mountains , the old
painted and glided church , partly In the
Spanish style , where she had taken her first
communion ; the old hospital , of cool allures ,
where she had for eight years accustomed
herself to retreat , all that old , poor and In
nocent town , of which each paving stone
awoke ancient affections at the bottom of
her memory.
And did Bornadette ever carry as far as
Dartres the pilgrimage of her dreams ? We
must believe that at times In her Invalid's
easy chair , when sliu let some religious book
fall from her tired hands and she shut her
eyelids , Dartres appeared and enlightened
the night of her eyes. The ancient llttlo
Roman church , with its s1 < y colored nave ,
with Its blood red altar screens , was there
In the midst of the tombs of the narrow
cemetery. Then she saw herself again In
the Lauges' house , In the large left chamber ,
where there was a lire and where such
pretty stories were told during the winter ,
while the big clock gravely struck the hour.
Then the whole country spread out , prairies
without end , giant chestnut trees under
which a person was lost , desolate table lands ,
from which could be seen the Southern peak ,
Vlscos peak , as light and ro&y as dreams ,
enveloped In a whole paradise of legends.
Then , then. It was her free childhood , run
ning where she pleased In the open air ;
she passed her thirteen solitary and dream
ing years , wandering through great nature
In the joy of life. And , at that hour , per
haps , did she not see herself again on the
banks of the brooks , through hawthorne
bushes , loose In the high grass In the hot
June sun ? Did she not see herself grow up
with n lover of her age whom she would
have loved with nil the simplicity and ten
derness of her heart ? Ah , to become young
again , to still be tree , unknown , happy nnd
to love again , to love differently ! The visIon -
Ion went by lu confusion , a husband who
adored her children who gayly grew around
her. the existence of eycEybody , the Joys and
sorrows that her parents hod known , that
her children should have known In their
turn. And all grew dim llttlo by little ,
and she fo'uud herself again in Jher cluilr of
suffering. Imprisoned before four cold walls ,
having only the ardent dcslro for a speedy
death , because there had been' for her no
peace. In the poor , common happiness of this
earth.
Dernadctte's ailments Increased each year.
It wan at last the passion that began , the
passion of this new Messiah child , sent for
the relief of the wicked , \vhose'-mission waste
to announce to men the religion of divine
justice , equality before miracles , cheating
the laws ot Impossible nature. She only
got up now to drag herself from ' chair to
chair for a few days , and she 'relapsed nnd
had to return to bed. Her sufferlnga be
came frightful. Her nervous Inheritance ,
her asthma , aggravated by the cloister ,
must have led to phthisis. She coughed horribly
ribly , spasms tore her burning chest , leav
ing her half dead. As the height of misery ,
the bone of her right knee began to decay
a gnawing pain that shot through her , draw
ing screams from her. Her poor body ,
under the constant dressings of the wounds ,
was ono running gore , constantly Irritated
by the heat of the bed , the continual lying
between the sheets , ot which the rubbing
dually took oft her skin. Everybody pitied
her ; the witnesses ot her martyrdom said
either or bet
that none could suffer moro
ter. She tried some water from Lourdcs ,
which brought her no relief. 'Lord , Al
mighty King , why arc others cured and not
she ? To save her soul ? Hut , then , do
you not save the souls ot the others ?
What an Inexplicable choice , what an ab
surd necessity ot tortures to this poor being
In the eternal evolution of worlds ! She
sobbed , she repeated to encourage herself :
"Heaven has reached the end , but the end
Is long coming. "
It was over the Idea that suffering Is the
earth to triumph
test , that we must suffer on
umph elsewhere , that to suffer Is Indispensa
ble , enviable and blessed. la It not a
blasphemy , Oh , Lord ? Old you not make
for us either youth or Joy ? Do you wish
your creatures to enjoy neither your sun ,
nor your beautiful nature , nor the human
affections that you have made flower In their
flesh ? She feared the rebellion that tore
her at times , Bho wished to bear up against
the pain that racked her body , she spread
her arms In the form of the cross to unite
herself to Jesus , tier limbs against His limbs ,
her mouth against Ills mouth , streaming
with blood Ilko Him , satiated Ilko Him with
sorrow. Jesus died In three days ; her agony
was still longer ; she who renewed redemp
tion by pain , who died to bring Ufa to others.
When her bones creaked with agony she
then she Immediately
made complaints at times ;
diately reproached herself for them.
"Oh , how I suffer ! Oh , how I suffer ,
but I am so happy to suffer ! "
There could bo no moro terrible expression
or one ot blacker pessimism. Happy to suf
fer , Lord , and for what unknown nnd Idiotic
reason ? What Is the good of this useless
of suffering
cruelty , this revolting glorification
ing , when there comes to all humanity the
distracted \\lsh for health nnd happiness ?
In the midst ot her awful torment Sister
Murlo Dornard pronounced her perpetual
vows on September - - , 1878. It was twenty
since the Holy Virgin had appeared to
years
her , visiting her , nnd uhu herself had been
visited by the angel , choosing her , us she
herself had boon chosen umoiiK the htimbl f > t
and the mofil candid , to hideIn her the
secret ot King Jesus , It was the mybttc ex
planation ot saving by suffering ; this
reason whv this creature had been separated
In BO haul a manner from the others , adllcted
with pilnx , become the plU-uus Held of all hu
man ullllctlona. And r.ho wan the closed gar
den that had so pleased the eyes ot the hus
band. Ilo had chosen her and then burled
her In the death of hidden Ufa. So when
the unfortunate shook under the > \ eight ot
her cross , her companion said to her :
"Havo you forgotten. It ? The Holy Virgin
promised you that you would bo happy , not In
this world , but In the other. "
She replied , strengthened , striking her
forehead.
"Forgotten It ; no. nol It 1s there ! "
She only icgalncd her strength In this II-
lutlon of a pdradlio ot glory , which she
would enter under the escort ot seraphim , to
be eternally happy. The tbreo personal
secrets that the Holy Virgin had confided to
bar to protect her from evil were to be
promises ot beauty , happiness and Immor
tality | n heaven. What a monstrous fraud ,
It there v > un only uluht In the country
' boyouii the tomb , If the Holy Virgin of
her dream was not at the rendezvous ,
among the prodigious promised ro-
wnnlsl Hut Ilcrnardetto had not a doubt , she
gladly accepted nit the little commissions
that her companions naively gave her for
heaven :
"Sister Marie llernnrd , you will say this ,
you will say that to good God. Sin-
tcr Marie Ilcrnard , you will reserve for mo
a little place near you for the tlmo when I
illc. "
And she answered each ot them oblig
ingly :
"Have no fear , your commliuilon will bo
executed , "
Ah , all powerful Illusion , sweet tranquilIty -
Ity , strength ever youthful nnd consollngl
And It was agony , It was death. On Fri
day , March 23 , 1879 , It was thought that she
would not survive the n' it , She had a
desperate appetite for the tomb , to no longer
suffer , to bo rained to heaven , So she re
fused to take the cxtremo unction , saying that
twice before the extreme unction had cured
her , .She wished that Cod would at last let
her die , for It was too much. He would not
hnvo been wlso to exact from her still more
pain. However , she llnnlly consented to have
H. administered , nnd her agony was pro
longed by It for nearly three weeks , The
priest who attended her , often remarked to
her :
"My daughter , you must make the sacri
fice of your life. "
Ono day , becoming Impatient , she feelingly
replied :
"But , my father , It Js not n sacrifice. "
Terrible wonts these , too _ ; disgust of being ,
furious dlsdnCii for existence , Immediate end
of humanity , If nho had the power to sup
press It by a gesture. It Is true that the
poor girl had nothing to regret , that she had
had to | > ! acc all outside ot life , her health ,
her Joy , her love , BO that she would leave It
and soiled linen.
ns ono leaves nigged , used
And she was right ; she condemned her use
less life , her cruel life , when she said :
"My paxslun will only end with my death
nnd will last for me until I enter eternity. "
And that Idea of her passion followed her ,
bound her more firmly on the cross with her
dlvlno Master. She had obtained a large
crucifix ; she pressed It violently against her
sad , maidenly breast , crying that she would
Ilko to Jam It Into her throat. Toward the
end her strength left her , she could no
longer hold It In her trembling hands.
"Fasten It to me ; press It very hard , so
that I may feel It until my last breath ! "
It was the only man that her virginity
should know , the only bleeding kiss given to
her useless , deviated and perverted matern
ity. The nuns took strings , passed them
under her painful loins , around her lean ,
barren hips nnd bound the crucifix to her
throat , so roughly that it went into It.
At last death took pity. Easter Monday
she was seized with a severe chill. Hallucinations
cinations- bothered her ; she trembled with
fear ; she aw the demon sneer and circle
around her.
"Go away , go away , Satan ! Don't touch
me , don't carry me away ! "
She described afterward In her delirium
how the devil had tried to throw himself
on her , and she felt his mouth breathing
on her nil the flames of hell. The davit in
so pure a life , In that sinless soul ; why so ,
0 , Lord ! And again why that suffering with
out forgiveness , determined up to the end ;
why that nlghtmarc-llkc end , that death
troubled by horrid visions , after n life so
beautiful In Its candor , Its purity and Its
Innocence ? Could she not fall calmly aslesp
in the peace of her chaste soul ? Doubtless
as long as she had a breath It was neces
sary to leave to her portion hatred and fear
of life , which Is the devil. U was llfo that
threatened her , It was life that she ordered
away , just as she hail discarded life In re
serving for the celestial husband hsr tor
tured virginity , nailed to the cross that
dogma ot immaculate conception that the
suffering girl's dream had brought together ,
whispered woman , wife and mother. To de-
cros that a woman Is worthy ot worship
only on the condition of remaining a virgin ,
to picture ono who remains a virgin In be
coming a mother , who was herself born
spotless. Is it not a cheating of nature , a
condemnation ot life , a denial of woman
hood , thrown Into perversities , she who Is
great only by bearing , perpetuating llfo ?
"Go away , go away , Satan ! Let mo die
barren ! "
And she drove the sun from the room ,
drove away the free air from entering the
window , the air fragrant with the scent
of flowers , bearing wandering germs that
carry love across the vast world.
On Easter Wednesday , April 1C , the last
agony began. The story Is told that on the
morning of that day ono of Bernadetto's com
panions , a nun attacked by a fatal Illness ,
was suddenly cured alter having drank a
glass of water from" Lourdcs. Due she , the
privileged one , had uselessly quaffed It. God
showed her at last the Infinite favor of
granting her vows In giving her the good
sleep of the earth , whern she would suffer no
more. She asked everybody for forgiveness.
Her passion was consummated ; she had , like
the Savior , nails and a crown of thorns ;
her limbs were beaten ; her hip open. Like
Him , she lifted her eyes toward the sky ;
she spread her arms In the form of a cross
In uttering a loud cry :
"My God ! "
And , Ilko Him , at about 3 o'clock , she
said :
"I am thirsty. "
She moistened her lips In the glass ; she
leaned over her head and died.
So died , very glorious and very holy , the
vision seer of Lourdcs , Bernadette Soublrous ,
Sister Marie Bernard of the Nevers Sisters
of Charity. Her body lay In state for three
clays , and enormous crowds passed by ; all
the people assembled ; the Interminable line
of hope-hungry believers , who rubbed on the
dead woman's gown medals , beads , pictures ,
prayer books , to still draw from her some
charm , some happy making fetich. Even In
death they could not leave her to her dream
of solitude ; the mass of worldly unfortunates
rushed forward , drinking illusion around her
bier. And It was noticed that her right eye
oliHtlnately remained open the eye that
during the apparitions was on the side of the
Holy Virgin. A final miracle astonished the
convent her body did not niter. It was
burled on the third day , soft , cool , with
rosy lips and very white skin , ns though re
juvenated and sweet scented. Today Berna-
detto Soublrous , the great exllo from Lourdes ,
while the grotto resounds with her triumph ,
sleeps obscurely her last rest In Saint
Glldard , under the flagstones ot a llttlo
chapel , In tlnxsliailo and In the silence ot the
old trees of the garden.
1'lerro ceased talking ; the pretty , marvelous
story was finished ; the entire car still
listened to him In the profound pang of that
tragical and touching end. Tears of tender
ness ran from Marie's eyes , while the others ,
Kllso Uomiuet , La Grlvotto herself , slightly
calmed , Joined their hands and prayed to her
who had joined God to Intercede for the com
pletion ot their cure. M. Sabathler crossed
himself and then ate the cake that his wlfo
bad 'bought for him In Poitiers. In the
middle of the story M. de Guersatnt , who
was discommoded by sad things , had fallen
asleep agulu. And there had only been Mmo.
Vincent , with her face pressed Into the pil
low , who hail not moved , as though she was
deaf and blind , not wishing to see anything
or to hear anything any moro.
But the train rolled on , rolled over. Mmo.
do Jonqulcro , with her head out of the win
dow , announced that they were Hearing
Ktampes , And when they had drawn out of
that station Sister Hyaclntho gave the sig
nal and they recited the third string , the
llvo glorious mysteries , the resurrection of
Our Lord , the ascension of Our Lord , the
mission of the Holy Ghost , the assumption
of the Very Holy Virgin , the coronation of
the Very Holy Virgin. Then they sang the
hymn , "I I'laco My Confidence , Virgin , In
Your Help , " '
I'lerro then fell Into a deep musing. Ills
eyes had rested on the country , now bathed
In sunshine , and Its constant flight seemed
to rack his thoughts , The grinding of the
wheels stupiflcd him ; he finally heard no
moro , and no longer distinguished the fa
miliar horizons of those great suburbs that
ho had formerly known. Again Bretlgny ,
again Juvlsy , and It would at last bo I'arls
In nearly an hour and a half. And so the
great trip was ended , and the much longed
for Inquiry , the passionately sought experi
ence , had been obtained ! Ho had wished to
make himself euro , to etudy the case ot
Uornailolto on the spot , to see If grace would
not return to him by a stroke ot lightning ,
In restoring his faith. And now ho was ilo-
cldod ; Ilernadotte had dreamed In the con
stant torment of her flesh , and he himself
\\ouM never again believe. It came upon
him with the brutality of a tact ; the naive
faith of the child who kneels down to pray ,
the primitive faith of young nations , but ,
under the holy terror of their Ignorance ,
was dead. Although thousand * ot pilgrims
might flock each year to Louriies , the masses
were no longer with them ; the endeavor
to resurrect absolute faith , faith of the dead
centuries , without question or examination ,
was destined to fall miserably. HUtory
do a not turn back , humanity cannot return
to Hi Infancy , times have changed too
much , too many now" breezes have gown
new crops , to permit nf men of today grow
ing again like thojti > on of former times.
This was dcclalvorrM > urdcii wns merely nn
accident that could lie explained , oven whoso
reactionary violence-gave a proof of the su
preme agony In which , belief struggled In
the old form of Catholicism. Never again
would the cntlro nation prostrate Itself as
It did In the cathedrals of the twelfth cen
tury. Ilko ft nock obedient to the Master's
bnnda. To blindly Insist on wishing U would
result In splitting ftfcrtlnst Impossibility , and
perhaps In rushlngulnto greater moral ca
tastrophes. .
And of his trip I'lc'rro even now retained
only a profound pity. Ah , his heart over
flowed , his poor heart wns returning bruised !
He recalled the words of good Abbe Jmlnlno ;
nnd ho had seen thousands of unfortunates
pray , sob , Implore God to have compassion
on their tortures ; nml ho hnd sobbed with
thorn ; ho kept within himself , like a running
wound , the lamentable 'brotherhood of nil
their Ills. So he could not rolled about
these poor people without burning with the
deslro to assist them. If simple faith did
not Bimicc , If they ran the risk of going
nstrny In wishing to turn backward , was
It necessary to close the grotto , to preach
another emleavor , another sort of patience ?
Hut ! IH ! piety rebelled. No , no , It would bo
a crlmo to close the dream of heaven of thcao
bodily nnd mental sufferers , wh6se only re
lief was to kneel down thcro nmlit the splen
dor of candles , In the lulling Infatuation of
hymns. He had not himself committed the
murder of undeceiving Marie ; ho had sacri
ficed himself to leave her with the pleasure
ot her chimera , the divine consolation to
have been cured by the Virgin. Where then
was the brutal man who would lmv < ! had the
cruelty to Etop humble ones from Relieving ,
to kill In them the consolation of the super
natural , the hopa that God watched out for
thorn , that Ho reserved for them a better llfo
In Ills paradise ? All humanity \\cpt , be
wildered by anguish , like a hopeless and
doomed Invalid , that only a miracle could
save. Ho felt that It was so unhappy , ho
was moved by fraternal tenderness before
this pitiable Christianity , Ignorance ,
poverty with Its rags , Illness with
Its wounds and Its fetid odor ;
ull this lowly little suffering people , In
the hospltnl. In the convent. In dens nnd
vermin nnd dirt , nnd ugliness , and facial
Imbecility ; an Immense protest against
health , against life , ngnlnst nature , In the
triumphal name of justice , of equality and
ot goodness. No , no , it was not necessary
to give despair to the unfortunate. Lourdes
must bo tolerated , ns Is tolerated u lie that
helps to prolong llfo , And as ho said In
Uernadette'a room , she remained a martyr ;
she revealed to him the only religion of
which his heart was still full , the religion of
human suffering. Ah , to bo good , to dress
nil the wounds , to put pain to sleep In a
dream , even to lie so that no ono should
suffer any more !
With all steam on they passed through a
village and 1'lerro confusedly perceived a
church In the center of large apple trees.
All the pilgrims In the car crossed them
selves. Hut ho now was filled with uneasi
ness , qualms made his musing anxious. Was
not this1 religion of humuli suffering , this re
demption by suffering , a lure , a continued
aggravation of pain and misery ? It Is cow
ardly and dangerous to let superstition live.
To tolerate It , to accept It , Is to eternally
renew the bad centuries. It enfeebles , It
makes stupid , the bigoted defects that hered
ity bequeaths make'1liumble and timid gener
ations , a very eaBy' prej * for the powerful of
this earth. Natlrfti'i nro exploited , robbed ,
eaten , when they liavo devoted the effort
of their will to tjie cdnquest of the other
llfo alone. On that'facico'unt would It not bo
better to have tho1 aufliclty to manage hu
manity with Brutality , closing the
miraculous grotto / Wlion it goes to
sob , and thus rc'stqrc to It courage to
llvo a real life , ev'Bri ( n tears ? And It was
like the prayer , tjiat : 'wave ' of Incessant
prayers that came from Lourdes , whose end
less supplications bad washed him and af
fected him : was It anything but a nhlldlih
rocking , a degeneracy of , every energy ? Will
power slept in It , fjelng. was dissolved by It
and disgust of ncttfln fo'und llfo In It. Why
exert will , why do.ijnythlng , when all Is left
to the caprice of.ian 'unknown Almighty ?
Then again , how strange Is this mad deslro
for prodigies , ' thls'rfwlsh to Induce God to
nature that Ho Himself
transgress the lawsof
self established In Ills Infinite wlscJo.n ! There
was evidently danger and fnlly In It ; It was
only ncQessary to devplop In man , and espe
cially In the child , habits of personal efforts
the risk of losing
and the courage of truth , at
ing In It that divine consoler , Illusion.
Then a great light came up and dazzled
Pierre. Ho found Judgment , he protested
against the glorification of the ab
surd and the fall of common sense.
Ah , ho was suffered through Judgment.
parks , the
The train ran between largo
locomotive whistled a long. Joyful tune that
drew Pierre from his reflections. Around
him the car was all commotion and stirring.
They had Just left Jervlsy , and. it was at
last Paris , In scarcely half an hour. And
each arranged bis things ; the Sabathlers
did up their llttlo bundles , Ellse llouquet
a last glance at her mirror. One
gave
moment Mme. do 'Jonqulro worried about
La Grlvotte and decided to have her taken
directly to a hospital In the pitiable condi
tion In which she was , while Marie
tried to draw Mme. Vincent from the torpor
per out of which she seemed unwilling to
come. M. do Guersalnt hnd to bo awak
ened , as he liad Just had a short nap.
And Slstor Hyaclnthe having clapped her
hands , the whole car took up the Te Deum
hymn of thanks : "To Deum latulnmua , te
Domlnum confltemur. " The voices rose In
the midst of a last fervor ; all those burning
souls thanked God for the splendid trip , for
the marvelous favors ho had showered on
thorn and that lie would continue to shower
on them.
The fortifications. Through the great , pure
sky , of warm serenity , the 2 o'clock sun
slowly went down. Above Immense Paris ,
distant smoke , reddish smoke rose in light
clouds , a thin nnd flying breath of the
colossus of work. It was Paris In Its mill ,
Paris with Its passions , Its fights. Us ever
rolling thunder , its life ever ardent to bring
forth the llfo of the morrow. And the white
train , the lamentable train with all Its mis-
cry nnd all Its pain , entered It very quickly ,
sounding still louder the ear splitting tune of
Us whistles. The GOO pilgrims , the 300 In
valids were going to lose themselves there
and to fall back on. the hard pavement ot
their existence , on leaving the prodigious
dream they had Just had , until the day
when the need of consolation by a now
dream would compel them to begin again
the eternal pilgrimage of mystery nnd of
forgetfulness.
Ah , sad men ; poor , sick. Illusion famished
humanity which , In the lassitude of this
dying century , bewildered and Injured by the
too greedy acquisition of science , believes
Itself deserted by the doctors of the soul
nnd of the body , In great danger of suc
cumbing to an Incurable disease , nnd goes
backward and asks for the miracle of Its
euro nt Lourdes Mystical of n past forever
dead. ! There , UerliiJdetlo , the now Messiah
of suffering , so touching In her human real
ity , la the terrible lesson , the holocaust cut
off from the world , the victim condemned
to abandonment , solitude and death , allllctcd
with the downfallof , havlng been neither
woman nor wlfo , nor Another , because t > ho
had seen tbo Holy rylrpln.
THE END.
'JCIIK ltVT.lFt } PASSION.
Healthand } Homo.
She had suffered wuh , the phthisis , and had
tnken tons of tttiy&c.
And whole barrelfiifs.or bitters , and whole
lands of iwufScbus pills.
She'd boon troublW' Vvltji mlnama , and
choked up wlth < tllo tiatlumi.
And been ulmken for n. month or two
with uguo ami with chills.
She bad tha yeIlow.p5Y , r > . of which nothing
could relieve , Jier ,
And the rheumatism lamed tier so she
could not go about ;
And she groaned with tonsllltls , and the
most acute bronchitis ;
And she suffered endless tortures from
of the eout.
She hod tried old school phystcans , Chris-
tlan science , magicians ,
Indian doctors , electricians , and magnetic
hcalera nil , '
And ilranK tons of nasty liquor , but grew
ever sick and Bicker ,
And they got the undertaker to prepare
her Bhraud ami pall ;
Then the BtVot cheap snlo i > t laces adver
tised lit various places
Caught her feverish eye one morning , and
she leaped up xoiinil nnd well ;
Bho shook uff deutli'H itlrfenlng rlifor and
with most emphatic vigor
She grubbed her husband' ! ) pocketbook
and rutflied down town ptill mell ,
Cook's Imperial , "world's fair "highest
award , excellent champaitno ; good efferves
cence , agreeable bouquet , delicious flavor. "
THE TYPEWRITER MUST CO
A Revolution Promised When the Phonau-
togrnph is Perfected.
A SAN FRANCISCO MAN'S ' IDEA
Just Drop Your I'lirnnni Into the Slot unil
the Letter * M'rlto TlienmclvpH le-
tulU of the , \pmn | ui. mid Its
I'osulbllltlon.
In bringing his Intellect to bear upon the
evolution and perfection ot a machine which
ho calls the phonautogniph , A. C. Humble ,
nn Inventor who lives In San Francisco , may
not have Intended to snatch the bread nnd
plo from the mouths of typewriter girls ,
but If his Invention Is what ho claims It to
bo U will probably have Just such an effect.
The combined art of stenography and
typewrltlnc Is doomed , for the merciless
mechanism of Humblo's machine supplants
both of these commercial accomplishments
at ono fell swoop. In a word , the business
man may dictate his letters Into ono end of
the Invention and pull them out of the other
ready for mailing.
That Is how Humble intends to astonish
the scientific world as soon ns he has over
come a few defects in his machine. It Is
claimed that the phonautograph , on which
the Inventor has expended many sleepless
nlshts , will receive direct the sounds of
the human voice In- any language except
Chinese and reproduce them In plain Eng
lish chlrography. Astounding as this state
ment appears , Humble Insists that his ma
chine can accomplish that feat and more ,
too. It Is yet somewhat Imperffct , but when
finished and placed on the market the phon
autograph will , according to the maker , per
form all the functions of the typewriter ex
cept chew gum nnd entertain young gentle
men callers during business hours.
It will answer the telephone , keep a letter
flic and spell according to the dictates of Its
own fancy. While recognized already by
Its Inventor as a linguist and translator ot
no mean ability , the phonautograph adheres
to the phonetic style of spelling , and Its
capitalization and punctuation are miserable
beyond compare.
Those are the defects , so common In the
typewriter now In use , nnd which the In
ventor Is striving hard to overcome. Hu Is
sanguine of ultimate success , and as soon
as the phonautograph Is competent to hold
u job In any well regulated business ofllce it
will be patented and installed In place ot
the winsome article now employed.
It was whiio attending u performance given
by one of Edison's phonographs In Cleveland ,
O. , several years ago that Mr. Humble con
ceived the idea of the machine on which
ho is at present engaged. Prior to that he
had thought of the phonautograph In a des
ultory way , being a busy man , but It was
the workings of the phonograph which gave
Impetus to the Idea. He Is a believer In that
scientific school which holds that sound
la not merely the result of vibration , but has
molecular or mechanical force. It is a thing ,
according to his theory , with material and
Independent characteristics governed by fixed
laws , and upon these the principle of his In
vention depends. Though air has hcrctufre
been considered a reliab.e conductor of sound ,
Humble believes that fluid , though slower ,
furnishes a much better medium. Electric
fluid Is the active body employed In the
phonautograph , and beyond the principles
.mentioned the Inventor declines to go Into
details regarding the workings of his ru-
mnrkablo machine.
The model , which no ono but his financial
backer Is allowed to Inspect , has been
likened to a cash register. It is eighteen
Inches long , twelve Inches wide and ten
Inches deep. The machine Is divided Into
two distinct parts , on the fronts of which
are placed small electric buttons , which con
nect with and control the mysterious Inter
ior mechanism.
You press the buttons , talk Into the re
ceiver and the phonautograph does the rest.
Projecting from the upper part of the ma
chine Is a mouthpiece connecting with a
revolving cylinder similar to that used In
the phonograph. The Impressions ot the
human voice are recorded upon the cylinder
the same as In the Edison invention.
Back of the receiver Is a travelIng -
Ing needle for regulating the cylinder
In recording the remarks according to the
size of the paper in which they are to be
reproduced In writing. When full of words
the cylinder Is transferred to the lower part
of the machine and placed on rollers , above
which Is a supply of paper for receiving
the language , A small storage battery
furnishes the electric fluid for translating
the sounds Into manuscript. No ink Is used ,
and consequently the machine Is not com
pelled to stop and swear at blots. The
written characters are produced In a bold ,
round hand by chemical action , but that Is
another of the secrets of the Invention.
Ona dozen ordinary letters- may be dic
tated to the cylinder , which holds the ofllce
secrets Inviolate. The button Is then pressed
and the phonautograph does Us
work , describing the letters with
neatness and dispatch while the merchant or
lawyer Is out at lunch or talking business
In the front ofllce. From the roll of paper
the sheets are led automatically to the cyl
inder , which , as soon as It has finished ono
letter , goes on with the next , correcting
bad grammar , but spelling entirely by sound.
When written the sheets slldu out through
a silt In the bottom of the box. The touch
of a button will stop the operation at any
point.
Owing to the Inability of the phonauto
graph to wrestle with the diphthong , the si
lent letter , the capital and the elusive semi
colon , the dictator Is compelled to revise his
correspondence , but that Is generally done
secretaries.
anyhow , even with high-salaried
'
Translating seems to bo the phonautograph's
great specialty , even though It Is a llttlo shy
on spelling , The written characters resem
ble those made by the electric pen and are
of a dark brown color. Another fault of the
machine , aside from Its wretched spelling , Is
that It will not produce figures , but insists
on spelling out the numbers as spoken. This ,
with the other detects , Mr. Ruinble hopes to
remedy In the course of time.
For court reporting Mr. Humble says the
Invention will prove Invaluable. Everything
will be recorded with absolute accuracy and
fidelity , besides which the machine can act
as court Interpreter and thus cut down mu
nicipal expenses in another direction. Harsh
words once spoken can never be recalled or
modified except by the telltale pen.
It Is the Inventor's intention to make the
phonautograph so cheap and simple that It
will be within the reach of all , and , once
engaged , It will never ask for a raise of sal
ary. Neither will It bo continually losing
hairpins or trying to crimp Its bangs In the
presence of a 2x4 Inch pocket mirror. But
of all , it will never cause jealousy In the
bosom of any business man's family.
Mr. Humble , who Is a civil and mining
engineer of high standing , has patented sev
eral Inventions , among which Is the continu
ous railway crossing.
An Inipructlciililo I'ruicrlptlon ,
The man was melancholy , and when he
called on the doctor for advice that artist
thought ho had his man sized up on the
first turn. He told the doctor his symptoms
and the doctor asked a lot of Incidental
questions , says the Detroit Free Press.
"How long have you been here ? " Inquired
the physician , after finishing up the regular
list.
list."Muali longer than I have wanted to be , "
replied the patient wearily.
"That's It ; I thought so , " exclaimed the
doctor brightly. "What you need Is a
change ot scene. "
The patient threw up his hands as If to
ward oft a blow.
' 'Oh , doctor , " he walled , "I belong to a
theatrical cpmpany playing a repertoire of
five-act plays. "
Illitory of the I'm.
The first pens were made of bronze , steel
and Iron , sharp pointed like a bodkin. These
were used In producing hieroglyphics on
stone lo Assyria and other eastern countries ,
Then came the camel's hair panel ! for paintIng -
Ing n the skins of animals , and next the
fctylus of bone , Ivory or metal. Hut parch
ment and papyrus became known , and the
reed pen uas Invented , Tlmo rolled on ,
and It was dlicvovcred that the quilt was
bolter than the reed. nd It came Into uni
versal use and continued so until far Into
tha present century. Silver , horn , tor-
tolso shell nnd elans came along only to give
way to steel , until In 1820 gross ot the latter
pens was made In Birmingham nnd sold at
wholesale tor < 3C > . The best gold pens nro
made In the United States.
THE MAD EMPRESS DYING.
Ilml of the Unliiippr Olinrlnttn of Mexico
Kxpnctril In Short Thnr.
It was n melancholy day for the num
bers ot the royal family ot Belgium on Juno
7 , when they made their annual ofllclal
pllgrlmago to the Chateau do Bouchotit , near
the village of Meysso , to present their "best
wishes" to the unhappy Charlotte , compress -
press of Mexico. It was the GUh anniver
sary ot her birth. Her condition since that
day , too , has continued to grow worse , so
that It U billovcd the princess Is soon to
bo relieved by cle.ith from her suffering ! ) .
Until a short time ago , nays the Now York
Tribune , she had nt least moments when
she appeared to be herself and understand
In part , at le.ist , what was said to her.
These moments came most frequently In the
presence of her slstor-ln-law , the queen , for
whom she always manifested a deep lovii.
Few persons are allowed near her , In fact ,
as the presence of ono whom she docs netlike
like or ' who Is unknown to her nlwnys
makes 'her trcmblo and thus Increases her
suffering. But she had always welcomed the
queen , whoso presence had a soothing effect
upon her.
But when her majesty approached her on
the birthday anniversary mentioned the ex-
empress Uokcd upon her \\lth stony eyes ,
from which no ray of Intelligence ( lashed.
Even the aniicuncomcnt a few days ago that
her fnvorlto niece , Princess Josephine , had
been married had no effect whatever upon
her. She did not realize the meaning ot
the words spoken. Until recently she played
dally on 1'cr piano , nnd her Improvisations
nt times were beautiful the fancies of n
mad brnln. But now she has no Interest
In music. She Is growing weaker dally ,
and the end of her suffering Is not thought
to be far distant , She cares llttlo for
dress now , while for years she was fond ot
decking herself In brilliant colors and wearIng -
Ing beautiful costumes , Dally , among other
things , n new pair of white gloves had to
bo laid on her dressing table , but these she
now never draws over her shapely hands.
She has given up her walks and remains In
her room day after day , mostly stretched
out on her bed , her eyes higgard and her
face thin and pale.
The people of Belgium have tnkon the
deepest Interest in the welfare of the Prin
cess Charlotte , as they always call her , Ig
noring the title of empress , In the twenty-
seven years since the loss of her reason.
There Is a tradition or belief In Belgium
that her condition is due to a drink made
from n plant In Mexico , administered to her
by her enemies In the land ov r which
her husband ruled for so short a time. The
plant , It Is said , caused the loss of reason
and gradual death.
But there arc other ways of explaining
the lamentable affliction of the once am
bitious and lovely woman. The exciting In
cidents through which she passed , the hu
miliations which she suffered , the violent
emotions which she felt , the thought of her
husband all tended to shako her reason.
It was on her return from St. Cloud , where
Napoleon III. had received her , that the first
mad symptoms manifested themselves. He
then had finally announced that ho would
do nothing for her , nml was to recall the
French troops from Mexico , advising Maxi
milian to give up an Impossible struggle
nnd return to Europe. She left Napoleon
In despair , and arriving at the Grand hotel ,
in Paris , she had an attack of Insanity. "Go
away , yon miserable wretches , go away , "
she cried to Messrs. Castillo and De Vnlle ,
her favorites among her husband's coun
cillors , who had accompanied her on her
mission.
A llttlo later she made her pilgrimage to
Homo- see the pope and beg his Inter
cession , as a last resort. Falling on her
knees before his holiness , she cried : "St.
I'otfr , Issue rt bull , I bcs you , to all Chris
tians condemning those who wish to Im
prison me. "
The political part which she wished to
play ended In that supplication. She nhut
herself up BOOH afterward In Chateau M Ira
ni I r , and later aho was transported to Bel-
glum , where she was confined nt first In
the castle ot Tcrvucron and still later In the
Chateau do Bouchotit , wliero she Is today.
U Is uncertain whether she ever knew tha
real end of .Maximilian , At least , for yorirn
she has believed th.it ho still lives ns n pris
oner In Mexico. Only n few months ago she
wrote letters to all the sovereigns ot Kuropo ,
demanding their aid In his behalf ,
Hlul. iml : < of Thought.
Detroit Free Press : Most good people think
too much about going to heaven. They ought
to llvo so that heaven would come to them.
Women tell things that they \\onlil not do ;
men do things that they would not tell.
A great deal of love Is wasted every year.
Finn churches don't save souls.
What man has done , woman can undo.
Cupid ran knock n man or a woman silly
In quo lick ,
A man who Is honest In n horco trade can
bo trusted with money.
Mammon Is the hardest master.
N
A pedigree Is known by Its length ,
A novel Is a romance up to the tlmo the
hero and heroine marry ; after that It be
comes an cssny.
Love Is n game In which the Jack pot Is
not to be overlooked.
Women will take advantage of nn op
portunity ; man will take the opportunity.
There arc not as many old maids who
want to bo wives as thcro nro wives who
want to be old maids , because thcro are mor
wives than old maids In the world.
Lying Is not always an acquired habit.
I'liintrd I'ruvloimly.
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