THE MASTER OF THE MILL

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXII, Issue 44, 3 November 1904, Page 23

THE MASTER OF THE MILL

of t<he sanctuary, shining amid the darkness of midnight, had guided the waovderer home. AIL the township wiahed to turn out to do honor to the memory of the philanthropist, but like a lebuff oame the announcement from tihe great house that the founder of the nulls would be attended to his last restinigiplace only by his household— it was the desue of the family, and so on. uic Brysons had not thp moral courage to bi.d their large connection to a public reqjuiem semcc, nor weie the relatives invited at a!! But Margaret and trre oWier servants, thinking tlhat no act of tbe master's life ' sio well became him as his leaving of it,' saw no need for reticence. 'ihus the rumor soon spread that he had died a Catholic ;anct Father Glenn, when interrogated, briefly stated what had happened. The rich man's will had been made months before, so vie parish of St. Patrick was no better off for its olovonth-hour convert. Atter several years, however, Mr. Frank unexpectedly paid off the debt o f its buildings, adding something more over and above to his donation— " m performance of a duty,' he ourtly said— or was it ' a promise ?' Neither the new master of the mills nor Miss Sarah h a s; ever entered the church of the cross-crowned spire ; but before its altar, as a perpetual prayer for the soul of George Bryson, hangs a la-mp which is t>ne of the most equisite specimens of the goldsmith's art that the pastor could obtain m lOurope.— ' Aye Maria.'