Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1837-10-13
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 13, 1887.

INC snUlIlSO OnWhrUS, us Ihsl as INC WIN !
and rain would let bin. At the back of {
Fleet street, and lying between it and the
water side, are several mean and narrow
courts, which fo-n portion ofWhi'efrlars {
and IL was TO one of these he directed his
steps.
The alloy into which he turned might
FOR fllh and misery have competed with
the darkes, corucr of this ancient sanc,u-
ary in its dlr'iest and mos. lawcss time
The houses varying from two stories IN
height to four, ware stained with every
INDISPENSABLE hue that long exposure to
the weather, damp, and rotienness can
lmpart to tonemen's composed originally
Of the toughest and coarscst matcr,a|s.-
The windows were patched with paper.
and with the fouIcst rags; the doors were
ia lien from their hinges; poles with lines
on each to dry clothes, projected from cv-
cry easement, and sounds ofquarrelng or
drunkenness issued from every room,
The solitary oil lamp in The centre OF
the court had been blown out, either by
the violence Of the wind, or the act of
some nhab Ut who had excellent reasons
for objecting to his residence beng rem
dered too conspicuous and the only light
which fell upon the the broken and uue.
ven pavement, was derived from the mis-
cradle candles that here and there twink
led in The rooms of such Of the more lOrtu-
nate residents as could afford to indulge
in such an expensive luxury. A gutter
ran down he centre Of the alley-all the
sluggish odours of which had been called
forth by the rain; and as the wind whs
tied through the old houses, the shutters
croaked upon their hinges, and the wind
ows shook in their frames with violence
which every moment seemed to thraten
the destruction of the whole place.
The man whom we have followed into
this den walked or in darkness, sometimes
stumbling into some branch repository
Of garbage which had been formed by the
rain, until he reached the last house in the
court. The door, or rather what was left
of it, stood ojar, for the convenience Of the
the numerous dodgers, and he proceeded
10 group his way up the old and broken
stair case, to the attic story.
lis was within step or two of his room
door, when it opened, and girl, whose
miserable end ema ca,ed appearance was
only to be cqualed by that Of The candle
which she shaded with her hand, peepeJ
anxiously out.
is that your father !? said the girl.
who else should it be replied The man
grufily. What are YOU trembling al, It's
lI.tlc enough that had to drink to day,
there is no drink without money, and no
money without work. What the devil is
the matter with Tho grl'
Il am not well;' said the girl, bursting
, into tears.
'Ah' replied the man, in the tone Of one
who is compelled to admit a very unpleas
ant fact /; to which he would rather remain
, blind if he could You must get better
, somehow, for we must have money. You
must 90 to the parish doctor, and make
HIM give you some medicine. They're
! paid for it. d-n'em. What are you stan
ding before The door for /, Let me come
IN, can't YOU
Father whispered the girl, shutting
the door behind her, and placing herself
before il. William has come back.
'Who'' said the man, with START.
'Hnsh,' said the glrl, William, brother
William.
And what does he want, said the man,
{ with an effort At composnre-'money
meat? drink He's come to the wrong
! shop for that, if he does. Give me the
, candle from her hand and walked into the
room.
Sitting on an old box, with his head
i resting on his hand and his eyes fixed on
5 a wrctchcd cinder fire that was shoulder
: ing on the hearth, was young man OF
Y about two ard twenty, mlscrably clad NJ
!, an old coarse jacket and trowscrs. He
i started up when his father entered.
@ 'Fa>lrn The door, Mary said the young
man, has,Ily- iastcn the door. You look
. as If you d,n't know me, father. It's long
j enough since you drove me from home
You may well forget me-
d And what do you want here now ? sat
), the father. seating himself on a stool or
= the other side of The fire place. What
b do you want here now q
. Shelter, replied the son; I'm in trouh.
!. lc-that's enough. II Pm caught sha
d swing; that's certain. Caught | shall be-
!. unless stop here that's as cerlaln.--
It And there's an end Of it,
!, You mean to say you've been robbns
n or numbering then ?, SAID The father.
f Yes, do replied The son does it sur.
= prise you, father He looked steadily IT
Il the mans face. but he Withdrew his ewes
. and bent them on the ground.
e where's your brothers" said he, after
G long pause.
Where they'll never trouble YOU re.
e piled the son; Johns gone to America
@ and llenry's dead.
}. Dead said The father, with a shudder
e which even he could not reprcss.
d Dead replied the young man. He
g died IN my arms--shot like a dog by o
!! game keeper He staggered back, caugh,
d him. and The blood trckIed down nv hands
e It poured out from his side like water