VOLUME II. MINNEAPOLIS AND ST. PAUL, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 16, 1886. NUMBER 24.

hall to give her up or quit Ireland. Fontenoy is a scattered village of to return to in their own dear Spain. HEROESOFTHE GAELIC RACE. Cumhall, like Agamemnon, said he AT FAR-FAMED FONTENOY. some twenty or thirty houses, for the A STORY IN THREE CHAPTERS would not give her up, and he kept his most part one-storied cotteges, roo.ed CHAPTER II. with led tiles. The brick church, sur­ Among the Baces that Have Left a Lasting word, which the Greek did not. "As­ Sow the Held Where the Irish How the Love and Prayers of Antonio rounded bv a poorly kept graveyard, in Many a long monotonous month An­ bert Cumall na tibred, acht is each ni Brigade Became Immortal Huelva, a Suffering Soldier, Becord of Heroic Actions Were which, probably, most of the dead were tonio passed in the castles and other doberad ocus ni bad si in ben." Cum­ .Were Rewarded. military works which fortify the mag­ the Greeks and Celts. hall said he would not restore her. Looks To-da-"\ buried, stands at the cross roads about the centre of the village. Possibly the nificent harbor of the Cuba capital. Everything else ho would give, but it Shios came in and ships went out, and would not be the woman. War fol­ FOUGHT ON MAY 11Th\ 1745. church and houses are much as thev SWEET LITTLE CAMILLA TELLEZ, FIONN, THE SON OF CUM HALL, were at the time of battie. Hows of the lonely soldier leaned on his musket, lowed and Cumhall was slain and most and thought of how many long, weary of his army with him, but Eionn was pollard willows are planted here and He Opened the Door Gently, and was in How T.ittla the People Who Live Near the there. Th e in habi t an ts appeared poor; days there were between him and the "Asbert Oumall xia Tibred, Acht. is born in due time, and proved himself the Arms of His Mother Place Where the Battle was the insides of the houses were neat. open harbor of Alicante. When at lib­ each ni Doberad ocus ni the worthy son of a gallant father. erty to leave the forts Antonio would And twice the lines of St. Antoine the Dutch in and Camilla. bad, si in ben." Born in the house of a stranger, and Pought Know About It. wander through the .city, never seeing fostered among the lonely woods and •vairt assailed. • St. Antoine is a well-built, clean, a spot equal to some unforgotteu resort mountains, the boy grew up to be a (Dublin Freeman, September 25.) CHAPTER I. With a veracity far deeper than at prosperous place of 8,000 inhabitants, in Alicante, or among the I Javanese poet hero, redressing wrongs and Ever since I first read Davis' "Fon­ I11 the year 1S78, from all the Medi­ first sight appears.. Lord Beacoftslield the chief town of a small district, with ladies any beauty like that oi his beau­ avenging injuries. He conquered or tenoy," and that is a good mauy years terranean ports of Spain, troops were once said : "The time of youth is the a railway station. Its streets slope tiful Camila Tellez. made friends of all his foes, re-estab­ ago, I wished to visit the scene of the constantly being embarked in batches age of heroes." His childhood has somewhat steeply down from the bat­ Bat 111 time the sickness that had lished the famous Fenian militia, and battle which he so vividly describes. It of from twenty-five to three hundred been a heroic age to every man born tlefield to the Escaut. I could not per­ overcome so many of his comrades fell became the most frmous warrior oi his was one of those wishssljeid somewhat for the ill-fated Island of Cuba, to take and brought up amou^ such surround­ ceive any trace of earthworks—prob­ ou Antonio. "Sick unto death." and times in Western Europe. He was the indefimtelyandimpracticaliy. However, the place of a few Spanish soldiers who ings as nature has especially provided ably they were ouiy thrown up for tbe his mother and Camilla so far away—so real founder of knight-errantry and me­ this year, traveling on the continent, I had fallen into battle, and the many to aid in the development of the mind occasion. In the centre of the town, many weary leagues between them; a diaeval chivalry, for, centuries before determined to gratify it. My historical more who had been overcome by fever. and body of human beings. Homer nor near the chateau before mentioned, are gauntlet of so many long, weary months Arthur or Roland, it was part of the studies have not led me to entertain So powerful is this enemy that not one- Ossian never described a land more fair the ruins of what is said to have been of suhering to run! No wonder An­ Peman code to avenge the wrongs of much sympathy for the causes in which fifteenth of the thousands of volunteers or full of wonders than that through the residence of the lords of the dis­ tonio was not only sick, but- heart women all over the world. the Irish brigade principally figured, sent to Cuba return to their own be­ which childhood voyages, seeing the broken. least of all the wars of Louis XIV and trict, built in the twelfth century. loved Spain and many of even this Around the spien did son oi Cumhall We sometimes see one suffering :n dwellings and manners of men, and Louis XV. But they were my country­ For tower i.nd slope w.ere tilled with fort and remnant that returns are doomed to a sprung up a school of heroes scarce less iianlunpr battery. some way, and envy him, imagining those "speciosa miracula" or splendid men. driven into the service of Conti­ 1 i 11ger!ng sickness, and perhaps deat 11.. renowned, Oisin, Osgar. Goll, Dier- that even in his suffering he is more phenomena which spring and fruitful nental powers by cruel oppression at The forts consisted doub less of the in a hospital—the dread of every Span­ muid, and others, whose deeds and fortunately situated than we appear to autumn brings to the every rosy morn home. I can never forget their history old castle, and of a ruined windmill we ish soldier. and dewy eye each flowery ken of the death have made the lyre of Erin re­ ourselves to be. So it was the detach­ or their bravery, how— could perceive on the opposite side of As a general thing these soldiers are child, whose eyes the baser passions sonant for nigh two thousand years. ment of poor, suffering, sick and dis­ The land of their heart's lore they nf-vor siwv the river. According to my informa­ either of the poorest families, or are arid darkening vices of older humanity With wars and battles were their days tion the French during the battle had abled. soldiers that sailed from Havana mostly filled, it is true, and in univer­ more: disreputable characters of what is have not yet veiled from seeing the For or. far distant- lielcls, from Dunkirk to Bel­ a battery of six pieces stationed beside for Spain were envied by the strong, sal slaughter did their llag sink forever ranked as a. better class. On being en­ opening secret of this ever new and grade, this mill, whence they kept upa galling rolled they receive fifty dollars as a healthy men left behind. Bo it was at the battle of Gabhrah, but there were Lie the soldiers and chiefs of the Irish Brigade. wonderful world. There is not. and fire upon the enemy over Fontenoy. bounty; if they are one of I he few that many a man had wished for the never has been, any condition of man glorious and joyous intervals of song, Returning, then, last week from Ger­ whistling bullet of the Oubau patriot, love and friendship. Those heroes As vainly throug-h Do Barri's wood the British whose health does not fail before the beneath the sun to compare with that many, via Cologne, we left the main soldiers burst. completion of their six years' service or the silent stroke of the Cuban fever. of i he child hero in hi? "Tiridan Og." were true to each other as friends, as line at Liege, went ou to Namur, and De Barri's wood consists apparently Anything, that he might be one of this no body of men were since or before. they receive an amount equalling about land of youth, in those countries where had a delightful run up the valley of of pine Irees. It is three-fourths of a two hundred dollars and a free passage detachment of miserably fortunate men a temperate climate and beneficent na­ Their lives were as the course of the the JMeuse to Givet. The scenery is mile from Fontenoy. Probably it has on their way back to Spain. sun, all bright, and their loves and to Spain. 1f invalided beyond recovery ture afl'ord him a theatre to develop the pleasing, and we hope some time to been much cut away within tbe past in that climate, before the conclusion Among these envied sufferers was fiuest qualities of mind with the finest friendship, all beautiful and tender. explore it, perhaps taking Dinant as a 140 years. of their term of enlistment, thev are Antonio Huelva. Instead of coming proportions of body. From nature, his The Irish epic, however, is not con­ centre. Givet is a bright little French- Steady they step aclown the slope, steady they back to his own ln.'ppyhome in Ali­ climb the bill. sent b ck to Spain at the first oppor­ kindest parent and greatest teacher, fined to Fiorm and his chiefs. Before town, strongly fortified, overlooked by tunity; and if their friends have not cante, he was only 011 his way to U10 he learns to reverence the eternal and his day was enacted the tragedy of The "slope" and the "hill" are not a great citadel, and guarded by out­ sufficient means to support them in dreaded hospital at Santander. love the beautiful. She shows him Deirdre and the sons of Usnoch, a tale works on the opposite side of the river. much more than the ordinary undula- their sickness they are compelled to go nothing but what is sublime, tells him of exile and return, of love and death, As we rattled over the drawbridge and *ions in a gently rolling country. There to one of the hospitals in the northern nothing that is not hopeful, sweet and of friendship and betrayal, unsurpassed through the fortifications we 'fought is nothing precipitous or marked about CH APTER III. part of the country. tender. She, indeed, laughs, weeps, of Peter Simple and O'Brien's escape them. But we know how much a very For many a long, weary day, Antonio in the literature of the world, in the This, certainly, is not a very bright sings, dances, sleeps, and rages with slight elevation or depression counts Huelva had been an unwilling patient fate of the children of Tuirean we see therefrom. [I hope many of your read­ prospect for the young man beginning him or for him: but if he learn to ac­ form warfare. at the military hospiial at Santander. all that is best and worst in the Celt to­ ers have taken as much enjoyment out life; still there is the opportunity. company, as he may, each of these day as well as three thousand years of Marryat's novel as I have.] Next And on'the open plain above thoy rose ami kept .Many a wealthy Spaniard came to San- their course. Some receive their fifty dollars, and, moods on the lyre of the mighty mo­ tander to enjoy its beauties and com­ ago. The cruel killing of their kins­ day we passed through the "forest" of * * * * * * after spending it, desert, to change ther, his whole beiug expands and he Across the plain and far s way passed 011 that forts for the. benefit of Ins health. But men, the long expiation, the love of the Ardennes, and reached Tournay in their name and re-enlist for another becomes poet, prophet, or hero, a voice hideous wreck. he was not a government patient in a country, the tenderness of family affec­ time for dinner. Fontenoy is four bounty. While there are others who crying in the wilderness, an JEolian The plain of the battlefield is now hospital: he did not have a Camila tion, and the final, most sorrowful miles from Tournay. We drove there. give the fifty dollars to a widowed harp sounding immortal music forever bare and under cultivation—no hedges Tellez 111 far-off; Alicante. What plea- death of father and sons. Then there It was a fine afternoon. Tournay is mother, perhaps, and then go away in the ears of world--weary men. or ditches of any kind. The roads pass smo was it to Antonio to look out over is the epic of Cuchnllan, the most lov­ the centre of a pottery and tile indus­ witii the hope that they will live Every greatest man and every greatest over it as a private road passes through the v>rotty bay us long as he remem­ able, grandest, tenderest, terriblest of try. We passed a number of manufac­ through the six long years, and be able nation had that heroic age, that was a demesne with us. The different bered. the blue Mediterranean before them all. When we read and ponder tories and some fine villas. Crossing to come back again with his dearly the seed time of the qualities that properties must be well defined in some Alicante? "What beauty did h- see in these records of a life that is no more theEscaut, up which some of those ex­ earned two hundred. made [hem great. Whatever afterwards way, but t!-ere is no appearance of the the promenade, or the elm-planted road we cannot help hoping that men will quisitely neat and gaily painted Dutch With the little draft of bronzed, hardy of unselfish, brave, tender, and true, divisions. The country looked parched around the city, as long as he remem­ find out again that there are better boats were being towed by teams of youths, that sailed for Cadiz, for trans­ that was made manifest in the period and desolate, especially to eyes ac­ things than gold to live for. horses, we entered the small town of portation to Havana, from Alicante, bered Mount Molinet? of maturity, was the survival of those customed to our dear land oc "green St. Antoiue. There the Prince de was Antonio Huelva, the onlj child cr­ So the days and nights went by until* days of youth and glory. Oftentimes, valley and rushing river." Potatoes ' Timothy Doolan's Will. Ligne has a chateau, the tower of one of the many poor widows of chat one beautiful July evening. Antonio also, man and nation have their down­ and turnips were still in the ground: which must command a view of the city. By her work in the cigar manu­ bad been more restless aud lonesome ward career stayed for a time through In the name of God, amen! I,Timothy here and there the eye was somewhat surrounding country. We called 011 his factories, i'or which Alicante is noted, than ever during the day, and the the influence of those early days of vir­ Doolan, of Ballydownderry, in the relieved by patches of vetch. For the steward to obtain permission to ascend she had support, d the boy until he ar­ pleasantness of the evening only in­ tue and heroism, when one blessed county Down, farmer, being sick and most part the ground was dry and the tower, but were informed that as rived at an age at which he could sup­ creased his lonesomeness. Without gieam of the glory that is gone comes wake on me legs, but of sound head dusty, aud the people were busily en­ the Prince was then at home such per­ port her in comparative comfort in her any object in view he wandered away back and kindles in the heart a kind and warm heart—glory be to Godl do gaged in preparing for winter crops, mission could not be accorded. Half a declinimr years. But by sickness they from the hospital into the narrow- of Indian summer that, at least, saves make this, my first and last will and old with their wooden harrows and rude mile of open cultivated country separ­ had become involved in what was to streets of the city. But being- soon • them from going down to the grave in and new testament. plows drawn by cows and horses. ates St. Antoiue from Foutenov. There them an immense debt: aud the little fatigued with walkiag he started to re- - utter darkness. First, I give my sou! to God, when From the plain we could see down into we interviewed sundry of the inhabi­ stone house standing among orange turn to his hospital prison. Among the races that ha ve left a last­ it plazes Him to take it—-snure, no St. Antoine, and across the river to the tants—the smith working at his forge, trees in the suburbs of the city, was Going through a familiar street he- ing record of heroic actions were the thanks to me. for I can't help it then, spires and houses of the adjacent city. au old man leading a cow drawing a about to be taken from them. Some­ passed an old church in which he had' <; reeks and Celts. Of the first all that —and me body to be buried in the It was a pleasant drive back to Tour­ harrow, a ploughman, a peasant girl thing had to be done. The house that often been. After passing he stopped really survives is the record of their ground at Ballydownderry chapel, nay in the cool of the evening. After who kept the neat public house, and had been theirs for so long must not be and looked back. Something seemed greatness in thought, word and deed; wnereallme kiih nud kin that have tea we strolled out through the town. who left her sewing machine to answer lost; and there was butone way to save to invite him to enter. Overcome with of the latter it may be said that they gone befcre me, and those who live The moon lit up the four spires of the oar questions. All we could get out of it. This last resort was adopted, aud this feeling ho went back, almost cer­ thernso rain, but have forgotten after, belonging to me, are buried. any of them was that a great battle had noble cathedral and the graceful clock tower. It was pleasant to think that Antonio iluel 'a sailed away from ali tain that the great doors would deny the mighty deeds of their sires. As has Peace to their dust, and may the sod been fought there—that this was Fon- before many days were over we would he loved, to the lonely, barn life before him admittance; but he was mistaken been said before, it was the remem­ rest lightly over their bones, amen! tenoy, that that was St. Antoiue, and see it shilling 011 Irish soil. After all him. as they were ajar. brance of what they were in the past Bury me near me god-lather and me that there in the distance was De Bar- mother, who lie separated altogether Tournay is not so far fro n home. Leav­ But well as the young soldier loved The church had a beautiful aitar.. In that kept the Irish heople a nation at a ri's wood. We then called on the cure; the mother, there was another who at the other side of the chapel yard. 1 he was very civil but could not tell us ing there at, y:2l» yesterday morning, front of it on each side of the broad time when the very existence of the claimed perhaps the greater part of the lave the bit of ground containing eight much more, so we had to fall back on we might have reahed Dublin in' little isl?, were two pedestals, on each of Gaelic element of the human family melancholy mooding his unfortunate acres—rale old Irish acres at that; be- the meager inl'oimation afforded in a over twenty bours. which was the image of a kneeling was in the balance. Now that the cri­ situation brought upon him—sweet dad—to me eldest sou Tim, after the "Tournay Guide,which we had ALFRED WEBB. angel. Ofteu for many a pleasant hour sis is past it is not just or fair to forget little Camila Telle/. Many a laced and death of liis mother, if she lives to sur­ bought in the town, and on my recol­ had the sick soldier watched this altar those to whom so much is owing. titled officer would have been proud of vive him. lection of Davis' poem. Death of Rev. Father Fame. arid its surroundings with feelings However, there is no danger of their this pretty love of the private soldier. Me daughter Mary and her h usband, The battle of Fontenoy was fought on A deep feeling of sorrow was created which only a sick Spanish soldier could being forgotten, for they have found But she, too. had to be left behind, and Paddy O'Regau, are to have the black the11th of .May,1745,between the French in the hearts of our citizens ou Wednes­ have. But to-night the iighfc of the friends and admirers among a people for six long years. Antonio did not pig and her twelve bonhaves. Teddy, and the Irish Brigade under Louis XV., day when it became known that the pale moon shone through the great col­ who in recent times have given prom watch the city till lost in tbe distance- ise of taking the lead in civilization— me second boy, that was killed in the and the combined armies of the Ilan- gifted and popular He v. Dr. Faure, of ored windows behind the altar, and war in Ameriky, might have got his Buffalo, N. Y., and formerly parish No: his eyes were too full of tears for fell in the softest colors on the throne­ the people of scholarly, soldierly, deep- ovarians, Dutch and English. The im­ that: but he stood with his face to­ pick of poultry, but as he lias gone to mediate object of the battle was the priest of Almonte, had died that morn­ like altar, but more than all. ou the thinking Germany. But we must not wards the spot where Camila had waved the happy hunting ground, with the possession of Tournay. The French ing,. a telegram announcing the sad kneeling angels. Fascinated with a leave our German friends a monopoly her last adieu, until others, who had Injuns, I'll lave them to his wife who army was drawn up behind Fontenoy, fact having be.'11 received by Mr R. J. surprise so pure and beautiful, Antonio of Celtic ore; our souls are not so dead left no such precious being behind, had died a wake before him. I bequeath to with St. Antoiue on its right and the Dowdall, one of the rev. gentleman's drew nigh, and falling ou his knees at to what is highest in human nature, turned from the indistinguishable ob­ all mankind,and womankind, too, the wood on its left. We have all read of executors. ISo particulars have as yet the railing of the sanctuary, while the most beautiful in the deeds of man, and jects of the city of Valencia to the fresh air of heaven, all the fish in the the amenities with which the contest been received as to the cause of death. scalding tears rolled down his fevered most tender in the life of woman, that nearer objects along the coast as they say they cau ketch and all the birds of opened. . "Gentlemen of the French Ouly a few weeks ago he returned from cheeks, lie praved from a broken heart those records of the glory of the Gael, were passing. the air they can shoot. 1 lave to them Guard," cried Lord Hoy to the enemy. an extended trip to California and to be restored to his home and his dear wake to music no siring in our respon­ In Cadiz, while waiting for the trans­ all the sun, moon and stars, not for­ "Fire." "Fire yourselves; we never along the Pacific Coast. Dr. Faure was ones; he asked the intercession of the sive hearts. port, which was to take them to Cuba. getting the long tailed comets. I lave fire iirst,'' rejoined Count Auteroche, the first priest who had charge of tins saints and the angels who stand nearest; As the typical Celtic hero, 3Ti:mn, son Antonio associated as little as 'possible to Peter Rafferty a pint of potheen I commanding the French Grenadiers. parish, aud during his three or four the great White Throne: and while he of Cumhall, is, perhaps, the most cen with his profligate comrades. While he can't finish and which Her Majesty's The assaults on the French position by years' stay here won the highest re­ framed his supplications, he lifted up tral and remarkable figure..His history was at liberty he v.;andered alone,about gauger never smelt, and may the Lord the allies were at first unsuccessful. spect and esteem, not only of those of his eves toward the tabernacle, and like that of many other great epic the fair city, sauntered tnrough the have mercy on his sowl—Peter's sowl, Then the British, advancing, in a of his own religious belief, but of our then let them fall 011 the angel on the characters, began before bis birth. parks, and wished he were back in the The high king's chief Druid had a and not the ganger's. Good-bye to the square, carried ail before them, and the townspeople of all denominations. He Gospel side of the altar, when lo! th© whole world till we meet in the Valley day would have been lost but for the was the founder of the Almonte Father fairer parts of Valencia, with his own the stene seemed to take life, the mar­ grown daughter, the most beautiful of little "cark glancing" Camila. Often of Jehosaphat ou the great accounting intrepidity of the Irish Brigade and the Matthew Temperance association, and ble draperies stirred like garments of women, whose band was sought by 1KI would wander into the grand old every unwedded prince in Celt!and. day. Again good-bye. French reserves. In proporation to the had a prominent part in making it the siik, and the form of the celestial beinpj His number engaged, it was one of the most successful institution that it is. It was cathedral and kneel before the perfect­ came down from the pedestal, anil, go­ Among the suitors was Cumhall, com­ ly beautiful image of Cadiz's patron TIMOTHY X DOOLAN. hotly contested and bloody battles of during his pastorate, also, that the ing towards him, said: mander-in-chief of the armies of Erin, mark saint, praying for his betrothed in the who met a very decided refusal from the time. It is said to Louis XV's Separate School was established here, '•6oldier, I. am not of so hard a marble as not far south of to be moved by your sorrow, and that of your the lady's father. Cumhall was au credit that, wishing to inspire the and the manse built; and ma.;y other ; Sly Girl. Dauphiu with a horror of war, he improvements were brought to comple­ •'Spain', renowned, romantic hiudi" liitle Camila, so 1'a.r away- You have been Irishman, however, and took the maid­ separated too long. I will take you to her." en by force, or, as Heroditus would "Charley, what is a chestnut bell?" brought him over the field in the even­ tion through his energy and foresight. to him most perfectly beautiful; to him suggest, with her own connivance. said a Minneapolis girl. ing and said, "See, my son, what a He was a strong pillar of the Church to most worthy of love. At this Autonio found himself stand­ Here the story becomes very like "Oh! it's a bell that rings when any miserable thing is a victory." which be devoted his life, and as such Than tbe ship sailed with its freight ing at a well-remembered door in Ali­ cante. He opened it gently, and was that of Agamemnon in the first book one tells an old story." Let us now turn to Davis, ai d quote will be sadly missed. Universal regret of victims for Cuba—a cargo of men of the Iliad.. The Druid demanded of "Well, they couldu't call me a chest­ is expiessed at bis demise—a proof of doonn d to days, week, months, per­ in the arms of his mother and Camila. such lines from his poem as I can throw Neither asked how lie came; what was the king tbe restoration of his child. nut belle; I have no ring." light upon: the strongaffection entertained for him haps .vent's, of suffering, and a lonely It succeeded, and they are to be mar Thrice at the hut3 of Fontenoy the English while in life.—Almonte (Out.) Ga­ grave in that distant land, instead of that to them? He was there; that, to The kmg,wbo was no other than Conn i!i of tile Hundred Battles, ordered Cum- ried when Charley has his salary raisad. column failed. zette. 1 •'.' the happv home they had been hopiug them, was sufficient. • . • : . • ' . ' < j i - > i