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about the kitchen fire. Two Andor- but not dangerous. A mile or two berans came in, and sat down to the table low the crest we saw the fountain of with us. I have dined at stately enter the Ariége, at the base of a grand estainments where there was less grace carpment of rock. Thence for two and refinement among the company hours we followed the descending than the butcher and the two peasants trough of the river through bleak, exhibited. There was a dessert of grassy solitudes, uncheered by a single roasted almonds and coffee (with a tree, or any sign of human life except chasse); and after the meal we found the well-worn path. Finally the cotthe temperature of the air very mild tage of a grazing-farm came into view, and balmy.
but it was tenantless, all the inhabitHospitalet being also my destination, ants having been overwhelmed by an I accepted the butcher's company, and avalanche three years ago. Then I at one o'clock we set forth for the pas- discovered signs of a road high up on sage of the Pyrenees. On leaving Sol- the opposite mountain, saw workmen deu I saw the last willow, in which sat scattered along it, and heard a volley and sang the last nightingale. The of explosions. This was the new highpath rose rapidly along the steep slopes way to Porte St. Louis and Puigcerdá. of grass, with an amphitheatre of the On a green meadow beside the river highest summits around us. The for- walked two gentlemen and two ladies ests sank out of sight in the glens; in round hats and scarlet petticoats. snow-fields multiplied far and near, " They are picking out a spot to build sparkling in the thin air, and the their gaming-houses upon," said the scenery assumed a bleak, monotonous butcher; "this is still Andorra.” grandeur. I traced the Valira, now a A mile farther there was a little mere thread, to its source in seven icy bridge, the Pont de Cerda. A hut, lakes, fed by the snow: in those lakes, serving as a guard-house, leaned against said the butcher, are the finest trout of the rocks, but the gens d'armes were the Pyrenees. The Porte de Valira asleep or absent, and I rode unqueswas immediately above us, on the left; tioned into France. It was already a last hard pull up the steep, between sunset in the valley, and the houses of beds of snow, and we stood on the Hospitalet, glimmering through the summit.
shadows, were a welcome sight. Here The elevation of the pass is nearly was the beginning of highways and eight thousand feet above the sea. On mail-coaches, the movement of the liveither hand you descry nothing but the ing world again. I supped and slept irregular lines of the French and Span- (not very comfortably, I must confess) ish Pyrenees, rising and falling in re- in the house of my friend the butcher, ceding planes of distance. Rocks, said good by to Julian in the morning, grass, and snow make up the scenery, and by noon was resting from my many which, nevertheless, impresses by its fatigues in the best inn of Foix. very simplicity and severity.
But henceforth the Valley of AnThe descent into France is toilsome, dorra will be one of my enthusiasms.
CLASS OF '29.
Condiscipulis, Coætaneis, Harvardianis, Amicis.
If the gun that I carry has ever missed fire ?
And Love! Bless my stars, what a cartridge is there !
And next, — what a load I it will split the old gun,
Bump! bump! down the staircase the cannon-ball goes,
Old P-, as we called him, — at fifty or so,
When Lyon told tales of the long-vanished years,
And dost thou, my brother, remember indeed
But where are the Tutors, my brother, 0, tell! -
They are dead, the old fellows" (we called them so then, Though we since have found out they were lusty young men). - They are dead, do you tell me ? - but how do you know? You ’ve filled once too often. I doubt if it's so.
I'm thinking. I 'm thinking. Is this 'sixty-eight?
“ By George !” — as friend Sales is accustomed to cry, -
Jim, — Harry, - Fred, — Isaac, — all gone from our side ?
Look, — there's our old Præses, he can't find his text;
And now as my load was uncommonly large,
Non Peircius ipse enumeret quam !
OUR ROMAN CATHOLIC BRETHREN.
NE thing can be said of our Ro- they should possess an alarm-clock, for
O , of
cially of our Roman Catholic sisters, little fury is set so as to hold in all without exciting controversy,—they be- night and burst forth in frenzy at the gin early in the morning. St. Stephen's, moment required. This was my case. the largest Catholic church in New The alarm went off admirably an hour York, which will hold five thousand per- too late, and woke up the wrong persons and seat four thousand, was filled son. It was only a most vociferous to overflowing every morning of last crowing of the cocks just now reviled November at five o'clock. That, low- as unreliable that caused me to susever, was an extraordinary occasion. pect that possibly it might be time for The first mass, as housekeepers are me to strike a light and see how the well aware, usually takes place at six alarm-clock was getting on. Our Roo'clock, summer and winter; and it was man Catholic brethren, in some way or this that I attended on Sunday morn. ways unknown, habitually overcome this ing, December 8, 1867, one of the cold- difficulty; for fifty thousand of them, est mornings of that remarkably cold in New York alone, are frequently at month.
church and on their knees before there It is not so easy a matter to wake at are any audible or visible indications a certain hour before the dawn of day of the coming day. One half, perhaps, of all the inhabitants It was a very cold and brilliant mornof the earth, and two thirds of the ing, stars glittering, moon resplengrown people of the United States, get dent, pavement icy, roofs snowy, wind up in the winter months before day- north-northwest, and, of course, cutlight; and yet a person unaccustomed ting right into the faces of people bound to the feat will be utterly at a loss how up the Third Avenue. An empty car to set about it. At five o'clock of a went rattling over the frozen-in rails December morning it is as dark as it with an astonishing noise, the conducever is. The most reckless milkman tor trotting alongside, and the miserhas not then begun his matutinal whoop, able driver beating his breast with one and the noise of the bakers' carts is hand and pounding the floor with one not heard in the streets. And if there foot. The highly ornamental policeshould be a family in the middle of the inan on the first corner was singing block who keep chickens, there is no to keep himself warm ; but, seeing a dependence to be placed upon the crow- solitary wayfarer in a cloak scudding ing of the cocks; for they crow at all odd, along on the ice, he conceived a susirrational times both of night and day. picion of that untimely seeker after Neither in the heavens above nor in knowledge ; he paused in his song; he the yards beneath, neither in the house stooped and eyed him closely, evidently nor in the street, is there any sign or unable to settle upon a rational explasound by which a wakeful expectant nation of his presence ; and only recan distinguish five o'clock from four, sumed his song when the suspected or thrce, or one. It is true, madam, as person was five houses off. There was you remark, that there is such a thing scarcely any one astir to keep an adas an alarm-clock. But who ever has venturer in countenance, and I began one when it is wanted ? People who to think it was all a delusion about the get up at five every morning can do six-o'clock mass. At ten minutes to without; and those who get up at five six, when I stood in front of the spaonce in five years, even if by any chance cious St. Stephen's Church in Twenty
Eighth Street, there seemed to be no private, he retires into "some secret one going in; and, the vestibule being place, where, if any one should catch unlighted, I was confirmed in the im- him at it
, he would blush like a guilty pression that early mass did not take thing. It is not so with our Roman place on such cold mornings. To be Catholic brethren. They kneel, it is quite sure of the fact, however, I did true, but the body above the knees is just go up the steps and push at the bolt upright, and the face is never hiddoor. It yielded to pressure, and its den; and, as if this were not enough, opening disclosed a vast interior, dimly they make certain movements of the lighted at the altar end, where knelt or hand which distinctly announce their sat, scattered about one or two in a purpose to every beholder. The same pew, about a hundred women and ten freedom and boldness are observable men, all well muffled up in hoods, in Catholic children when they say shawls, and overcoats, and breathing their nightly prayers. Your little Protvisibly. There was just light enough estant buries its face in the bed, and to see the new blue ceiling and its sil- whispers its prayer to the counterpane; ver stars ; but the sexton was busy but our small Catholic brethren and lighting the gas, and got on with his sisters kneel upright, make the sign work about as fast as the church filled. of the cross, and are not in the least That church extends through the block, ashamed or disturbed if any one sees and bas two fronts. As six o'clock ap- 'them. Another thing strikes a Protesproached, female figures in increasing tant spectator of Catholic worship,--the numbers crept silently in by several wbole congregation, without exception, doors, all making the usual courtesy, observe the etiquette of the occasion. and all kneeling as soon as they reached When kneeling is in order, all kneel; a pew. At last the lower part of the when it is the etiquette to stand, all church was pretty well filled, and there stand ; when the prayer-book says bow, were some people in the galleries; in every head is low. . These two pecuall, about one thousand women and liarities are cause and effect. A Protabout one hundred men. Nearly all estant child often has some reason to the women were servant-girls, and all doubt whether saying its prayers is, of them were dressed properly and after all, “ the thing,” since it is aware abundantly for such a morning. There that some of its most valued friends was not a squalid or miserable-looking and relations do not say theirs. But person present. Most of the men ap- among Catholics there is not the dispeared to be grooms and coachmen. tinction (so familiar to us) between Among these occupants of the kitch- those who " belong to the church " and en, the nursery, and the stable there those who do not; still less the diswere a few persons from the parlor, tinction (nearly as familiar in some comevidently of the class whom Voltaire munities) between believers and unbespeaks of with so much wrath and lievers. From the hour of baptism, contempt as divots et dévotes. There every Catholic is a member of the were two or three men near me who church, and he is expected to behave might or might not have been ecclesi- as such. This is evidently one reason astics or theological students ; upon for that open, matter-of-course manner the pale and luminous face of each was in which all the requirements of their most legibly written, This man prays religion are fulfilled. No one is ashamed continually, and enjoys it.
of doing what is done by every one in There is a difference between Catho- the world whom he respects, and what lics and Protestants in this matter of he has himself been in the habit of dopraying. When a Protestant prays in ing from the time of his earliest recolpublic, he is apt to hide his face, and lection. A Catholic appears to be no bend low in an awkward, uncomfortable more ashamed of saying his prayers attitude ; and, when he would pray in than he is of eating his dinner, and he VOL. XXI. - NO. 126.