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She had only to be careful that she did not injure her hat or crush her clothes, and throw in a word here and there to assist the gentleman, should occasion permit it. "Madame!" said M. Lacordaire, on his return from a second little walk. "Monsieur!" replied Mrs. Thompson, perceiving that M. Lacordaire paused in his speech. "Madame," he began again, and then, as he again paused, Mrs.
"Fie, Mimmy!" said her mother; "why do you ask for the things before the waiter brings them round?" "But, mamma," said Mimmy, speaking English, "M. Lacordaire always gives me a fig every morning." "M. Lacordaire always spoils you, I think," answered Mrs. Thompson, in French. And then they went thoroughly to work at their breakfast.
Many have to make up their minds to encounter failure again and again before they succeed; but if they have pluck, the failure will only serve to rouse their courage and stimulate them to renewed efforts. Talma, the greatest of actors, was hissed off the stage when he first appeared on it. Lacordaire, one of the greatest preachers of modern times, only acquired celebrity after repeated failures.
Thompson's mind, if one could have read it, would have shown a great objection to shilly- shallying, as she was accustomed to call it. But M. Lacordaire, were it not for the danger which might thence arise, would have seen no objection to some slight further procrastination. His courage was beginning, perhaps, to ooze out from his fingers' ends.
People there had not smiled on her and been civil as M. Lacordaire had done. As far as England and Englishmen were considered she saw no reason why she should not marry M. Lacordaire. And then, as regarded the man; could she in her heart say that she was prepared to love, honour, and obey M. Lacordaire? She certainly knew no reason why she should not do so.
Instead of this they found an old turret, with steps so broken that M. Lacordaire did not care to ascend them, and the ruined walls of a mansion, in which nothing was to be seen but the remains of an enormous kitchen chimney. "It was the kitchen of the family," said the guide. "Oh," said Mrs. Thompson.
In my opinion, Father Hecker was, after Père Lacordaire, the most remarkable sacred orator of the century. This does not apply to his writings, for his ideas lost much of their force in the process of getting into print. Like all natural orators his chief quality was a power of drawing and persuading, which, to use an expression often applied to Père Lacordaire, had something magnetic about it.
The gentlemen who constantly frequented the house all bowed to her, but M. Lacordaire rose from his seat and offered her his hand. "And how is Mees Meemy this morning?" said he; for 'twas thus he always pronounced her name.
So he read aloud the whole of this magnificent poem. I have listened to Macready, to Edmund Kean, to Rachel, to Jenny Lind, to Fanny Kemble, to Webster, Clay, Everett, Harrison Gray Otis, to Dr. Channing, Henry Ward Beecher, Wendell Phillips, Father Taylor, Ralph Waldo Emerson, to Victor Hugo, Coquerel, Lacordaire; but none of them affected me as I was affected by this reading.
M. Lacordaire did look like a rejected man, but Mrs. Thompson did not look like the woman who had rejected him. That the offer had been made in that everybody agreed, from the senior habitue of the house who always sat at the head of the table, down to the junior assistant garcon. But as to reading the riddle, there was no accord among them. When the dessert was done, Mrs.
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