Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1838-09-19
-" The little worm
That will not sleep and never dies"

Her health was evidently undermined; change OF
climate, twas true, might have relieved her, but
Orleans, were certain death TO her. But the poor
anxious girl knew it not for the willy agents Of pinng
misery pictured Louisiana the Italy Of
for the Malaria, the swsnps and the musqutos,
"ob no, they never mentioned tA,m"
Fanny heard the brilliant description which led her to
anticipate renovated health, professional fame, ndepen.
dent fortune, happy return TO merry England she
gazed the attenuaed frame Of her aged father she
believed ms grey locks with heart.wrung tearsi
"oh, Kthere be human tear,
From passions dross refund and clear,
tear 70 liBpid and "a meek
IT'S that which pious dsughttIs she'd
Upon sufpring parents head"
With an effort she dashed away her tears and with
hope beaming in her eye-er what is hope TO the
ardeRt youthful heartshe Immediately signed her en-.
gagsment for America first securing part Of her pro
posed salary for the OF that beloved parent whom
she thus constrained leave behind. Twas evil
dent every eye that she daily declining in health
but what Of that the agents. receiving their fee,
had assured her that the voyage would undoubtedly
restore her. She embarked, and after a dreadfully
tempestuous and proracted winter passage OF nearly
three mopths the ship arrived its estimation Fanny
poor creature, by that time unable TO walk to the
swamp encrcled hotel, with her CO professionals -
nearly forty in number fddlers included. When her
incapscty for locomoioa became evident, the kind.
hearted sailors volunteered to carry her shore upon
rough litter which they very promptly constructed.
Ill Ia
segsr in mouth and hands in pockets stepped the we'll
meaning tars and fixed his beetling brswed and SIMS
terlooking eye upon the poor recumbent fair Of the
litter, cooly said to the miserable creature, why
calculate yea not live the day-so shant have
you in here 30 HOW I'm roo FULL" oh, G.d
what then am TO do 7" family calculated poor Fanny
-" Do (cred the brute in human shape y why, calcu
late you'd better 60 back to your ship, Tor guess you
cant expect busy people be bothcr'd with dying
stranger 40 HOW. Gentle reader, do not think this
romance give the dialogue rerbotim
The poor detected creature timid look at the
vsape Of the New Orleans hotelkeeper merely 10 as
on her temporary couch. Without altering muscle,
or stretching forth hand her, this sweet
specimen Of the land Of liberty coolly observed in his
sing song nasal draw and with the matter Of fact
manner imaginable" There told you she could mt
LAST NO HOW i isn't in her. know the sieSsp'
At this moment Mr.. Caldwell, the manager Of one Of
the theatres srrived-litigang Caldwell as he is soab
rigueted there from bis never having been without
law suit on his hands for the twenty years Though
Mr. Caldwell had, for nearly the quarter Of century
been "ser" winning resident OF Deaths favorite
hunting ground the swamp encircled city of New Or
lesns-though he had the credit Of being both law.
proof and feverproof, yet he was Englshman, and
such was feeling proof to the heart rending sight
which then and there presented itself his little sunken
grey eve lie found, by very slight pulsation that
life was not extinct; he therefore, with humanity
than the world in general has given him credit for as
the door Of The hotel closed upon the wretehed
woman ordered the unhappy Fanny to be conveyed 10
his own elegant and almost climate proof mansion,
where surgical aid, Immediately summoned, restored
her TO miserable consciousness Of her hopeless stua
ton
The shock she received from the heteLkeeper at his
nhepitsbe door proved her coup De grace-six hours
after her landing she corpse and long before the
succeeding twelve had passed, she mesoned up in
sort of hole in avail without the usual dust
dust" the slightest
"Hic jscst, poor Flnnyw
10 tell Of her melancholy death or her "doomsday
where about"