Alexandria gazette, commercial and political. [volume] (Alexandria [Va.]) 1812-1817, 1816-08-02
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From the Phil. True .American.

From the Phil. True .fmerican.
The following letter picked up in Dock
street yesterday, is at your service il you
think proper to publish it. A.
JUNE %, 1916.
Ali! my dear Mary, how can paint
1.-THE sorrows that rend my poor heart with
anguish. Miserable woman that am
would to Heaven that had never been
born! My husband dead My more
my dearer than husband doomed to die
Ian ignominious death My children or.
|phans land | a prisoner contemnej,
despised! My brain turns my limbs re-
Fuse to support me.
Why doyou gaze on me: stranger'
Am monster I Have not the hu.
Imam form : Ay, and a woman's heart;
but sorrow and trouble have rushed IN
upon my soul like food and overwhelm~
ed me. Pity, pity but do not desp'se
line.
!. For soon your lot may be as hard as
| mine,
1.-THE child of sorrow and of misery"
| Days Of my youth, where are"y hedS
Idays of innocence ard happiness. are ys
zone forever Dear Mary, you know how
pleasant was The morning OF my lie. |
Thought the world was a paradise OF
Sweets. II my heart tbrobbed, it was not
1.-The throb of sorrow. Ii biRshed, 1t was
mot the blush of shame. Then the sab
bath morning was sweet TO ne, and the
church bells chimed in my soul to notes
Iof gladness. How bright rose the NOM
ling sun beyond the plains oil Jersey
How sweet to the eye was the little
island in the Delaware, covered win
Iverdure. and vocal with the birds Of
spring. Then my heart bounded with
hope and joy, as stood on the 0ahS ana
|bsheld the ships, proudly riding On me
bosom of the waves, their gay :treaMeIS
playing to the breeze, and wished SAIL
|or boy to love me. Alas | saw the rose
out did not see the thorn. beHe!a lOe
garden strewed with flowers, but dId hG1
see the serpent that kay cooled nenea'n
Them. :,
It was then that ss'ss saw me : Gs
dressed me--he made me bis own Au,
lit was delicious moment. ! an sure
loved him--loved him dearly. ana W
have three pledges Of our atecuoh-I,
God NO liz has not hS mas n.y. "a.
The little ones no longer clilno y,
knee for fathers blessing. he !, cp'r
|in his grave. Cursed be tie hour ,Da, ,t
was conceived ! Cursed be the Gay 'Ia-
was born Cursed be the hand tia! SniO,e
the father of my children On no '--r n",
give me Heaven.-lt was ' a"O ''1
.Icaven forgive him too'
Lam but Nolnah--a poor 9e'P'TyI@
feeble wonlan-sub)ect to evil anu 'I I';"r
to fall All !! little docs the unt'lnN"2
world know the Temptations that V''
|the vile oi sailor. tiave nol ws'he.
|passions as we'll as reG DO 'dey DO'
rage With fires as furious & unGuenepaO.."a
I'm our veins as in theT,E Have we DO' w "
struggle with cur own passions, a'u "n
.educiug arts 0. those who shouiu
;ect us : But it is yirtuous 10 icS''"".
sem. The triumph is proportiohsu ~
the temptation resisted. Then ie1 w
innocent alone sit ia Judgment ~
taou virtuous world I,al G.'ce@is me-
send forth tony trial thusp ot"cieaa HANGS
md pure hearts" forty judges, L&R
ne accuse me tls. is no, himself pure .
tbe eyes OF Heaven. Let no one ~ u
judgment who rolls a "tagius sih d.
,@eet morsel under his tongue '"''
poor ~" wouId'st thou escape, 80,
But .*.s.. left me--eft ne Tor W.
iong years to the mercy OF q rude NI"
md never heard the cheerlng 'ou' ,s.,
a husbands voice, ] was as a O'tu ~
had lost it's mate. Mine Was q wm" ,ea
uilo@, lone and cherries, l ress', ~.
20 line to say that he liyed--thact . ~
oea,bered- that he loved me. Coy sas,
..oubl that he was no more . &c.
ian, kind in his look, gentle ~ IN Of
cents, and bearing tue hcneraO!e p'