Sealed Lips — page 278: what you’re looking at

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270) SEALED LIPS. Madame Sauval would have been proud of her daughter if she could have seen with what cunning Pere Chrysostome was lead to speak of the French colonists. The more severe his interlocutor was . the more this apostle of charity defended them. It was fortunate that Se told Jenny to accuse them. “The Parisians,” said the priest, “have a bad habit. They form their opinions on all subjects from one piece. That there may be among our emi- orants suspicious characters would not be surpris- ing. But we have some before whom I bow with respect, whom I am honored to have for friends. I know one story in particular that Iam sure would make you shed tears.” “Oh! mon pere,” said the young woman, trem- bling with emotion, “make me cry, I beg of you. I promise you that 1 will pay a good price to your poor people for every tear I shed.” At this romantic appeal the missionary softly smiled. “Mon Dieu! I have said too much, I am afraid. But the prize tempts me. My friend—you will allow me to conceal his name—is a young hermit who lives in the depths of the forests.” “To repent of his sins?” “No, simply to cut wood. Up to this time your eyes have nodesire to weep. Butif I should tell you his story, and show you how unhappy he is, unhappy and without remedy !” CEORMIE OOOLKS.(E)