‘Farewell, house, and farewell, home: She’s for the Moors and martyrdom.’ Do I guess and quote rightly, mademoiselle?” She only smiled in reply. But well she knew that she had been reading from a deeper book than Crashaw. A few nights after, the Catholic school-house was blown up with gunpowder, and left a perfect wreck. “Of course!” said Mr. Yorke. “The teacher has taken the children into the galleries of the church,” Patrick said. “The church will be destroyed, then,” replied his master. It was not destroyed altogether at once, however, but every window in it was broken. This was done in broad daylight, just after a summer sunset. Mr. Yorke put himself before the mob, entreating them to forbear, even trying to push back the foremost ones, but without avail. “Don’t listen to him! His niece is a Catholic,” they cried. “To the church!” Two or three gentlemen drove up in their buggies, and sat at a safe distance while the work of destruction went on, and several women lingered on the outskirts of the crowd. In a neighboring street, out of sight, Edith Yorke stood with Clara, and listened to the sound of breaking glass. For a moment, natural indignation overcame piety in her heart. “Oh! if I were a thousand men on horseback,” she exclaimed. “I’d like to ride them down, and trample them under foot!” Then the next moment, “Oh! how wicked I am!” “You are not wicked!” Clara said angrily. “I won’t have you talk such nonsense.” Clara was in that state of mind when she must scold somebody. Of course the authorities took no notice of this affair. The teacher had the glass reset, and continued her school. Mr. Yorke wrote to Father Rasle, advising him not to return to Seaton for a while, and a lull succeeded. And now the Yorkes took breath, and felt not quite alone, for Carl was coming home, and Dick Rowan would soon be there, and Captain Cary was coming down. TO BE CONTINUED. ---------- THE STIGMATA AND ECSTASIES OF LOUISE LATEAU OF BOIS D’HAINE. 171 Since the days of St. Francis of Assisium, whose life in the thirteenth century was one constant succession of marvels, the occasional appearance upon favored individuals of the stigmata,[45] and the occurrence of ecstatic visions, have excited the deepest interest in devout minds. To the eye of faith, these departures from the ordinary laws of nature, like the miracles which God has vouchsafed in all ages of the church, have seemed fresh and brilliant illustrations of this divine power. To the purely scientific mind they have presented inexplicable phenomena, which, being irreconcilable with natural laws, have been either openly derided or attributed to pious fraud.