Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1837-11-23
[From the New-York Mirror
THE CHANGES OF FORTUNE.

TThe following tale illustrates one OF Inc
many instances of distress existing among
the poor seamstresscs of the clty-and the
lady who has communicated it for publication
in The Mirror voucles for its AUTHENTICITY
DO vou give ont your work hero" " said
voice. so low, 80 soft, so lady like, mat III
voluntarily looked up from the purse was
about purchasing Tor my oafiii'S ooy, o'''"'
day gitt from h's pnpa.
II DO yuu rive ont work hcrr!
Not 10 stranoers,' WAS the rude reply.
=, The stranger turned and walked away.
(, THAT purse il rery cheap, ma'am.'
/ u do not wish II nuw,' said !, rs taklrg up
my parasol, ! left the shop, and followed the
stranger lady.
i Passing Thompson's, she paused-went IN
--hestatcd--the turned and came our.
now saw her facet was very pale-hcr
hair black as night, was parted on her iore-
| Ihead-hcr eyes, too, were very black, ahG
there was wildness in them that made me
!, sudAer. She passed on up Broadway to
! 'Grand-strcct, where she entered miserable
| jIlookinp dwelling. pauscd-should follow
! farther? She was evidently suffering much
Ill was happy-Jlesscd with wealth, and,
| loh. how blessed in husband, children, friends!
! kporkcd-the door was opened by cross
! Itiuokng wOmln-.
I SIS there person living here who docs
plain sewingI inquired.
II i guess not was the reply. There is
! woman ND stairs, who used To work, but she
can't Get no more to do-and shall turn her
{ out Tomorrow
| Let me 90 up said l. as. passing the wo-
Iman with shuddcr, ascerded the stairs
II 'Iou can keep on up to The garrct, sh'
! screamed after mc--rnd so did; and there
saw sight of which |, The child OF ann,
,Icucc. hu6 never dreamed. The lady had
thrown or her hat. and was knoeIlng by the
side of poor. low bed. Her hair had fallen
over her shoulders-sle sohbed n"t-breath'
ed uo,-but seemed mo,ionless, her face bu-
lried in the covering Of the wretched, miscra
iIblc bed, whcrcon lay her husband. lie was
sleeping. looked upon his high pale fore
head. around which clung masses of damp
Thrown har-it was knit and the pale han'
clenched the bed clothes-words broke iron
lhs ips-I cannot pay you now,' heard hin
say. Poor fellow even in his dreams. In
poverty haunted him! ! could bear il no Ion
ger, and knocked gently on the door. Th'
lady raised her head, threw back her Ion!
black hair and gazcd mildly upon me.
was no time for ceremony sickness, sorrow
want, perhaps starvation, were before me-
Il came 10 look for person to do plain work
was all could say.
.Oa. Give IT me- she sohbcd Two dry
we have not tasted food and to-morro>
=. She gaspcd, and tried to finish Tn
sentence, brt could not. She knew that Ia
morrow they would be both homeless TN
starving!
BE comrortcd-you shall want no more
I | kent my word In q few days she toI
me all-of days of happiness in sunny Yves
Indian Isle, her cilidhood's home. or til
deaths of father and mother-of u cruel sistt
and brothcr.in law-Eow she left that hom
hoping to find brother in Amerlca-ho
she sought him in vain. but found instead,
hnshaud-hc, too an Englishman, gcnt'
man and scholar, had been thrown upon II
world. Sytapathy decpcnrd into lovc--alol
in n crowd, all the world To each other, The
married--hc procured employment IN scho'
she plain needle. work. Too close atten'l'
to the duties of his school. long walks, NJ
scaniv fare, brought i'll health and conhn'
him at length TO his bed. The shop ,r"
which his poor wife obtained work, falled' ~
their resource was cut off She had locke
long, weary days for mployment-mapy h;
none to givc-others gave no work to 'stra
UCrS.' nus Iohuh tiieii-to S'"'''' W.
ior little ,ne-then trust, they found
I'dced Comforter in heaven!
The husband died frst-ded placing u
hand his poor wife in mine. needed not Il
mute. appealing look he ga~' me; took h
10, to my own happy home-it was too late!
1t is very little time ago | went
morning to her room; she had passed re'
2. less night; had dreamed, she said of her dc
,,Georgc-shc called me her kind and o.
,, tricnd-bcgged me to sit little while hesl
''' her, and looked up sadly i'll my face, u
W. nv own heart seemed well nigh breaking.
" left her not again.
sen sen In the still, deep night heard her murr
olo -"Sistcr Anne, do not speak so harsh }
re- mo oh mamma, why did you leave me!
ore Then again she said, "Give me an oran
ce' my sister. ! am very faint" Her soul '
zee. again in her own sunny home.
ing Lay by me George, and God will bl
'he you.' were her last words to me. led
Dor hushed children TO look upon her sweet
:" face, as she lay in her coffin. They had n
er seen sorrow or death, and then gave tn
the first knowledge OF both; then told tn
us of the sin, the cruelty, of those who wo'