The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1845-11-28
Correspondence orthe Free Trnder.
New York, Nov. IL. ls45.

/ The fashionable aristocracy are beginning
their round of festivities and brilliant par.
ties, aud launching wide into the disslpa-
ZION oi fashionable season. The poor.
the destitute, aud the wrelched, are be-
( ginning TO feel the painful forbodngs Of
approaching starvation, haggard want,
aud freezing cold. Alas their poverty
shuts the eye ofpity, as the cold dripping
clouds shu, out the genial rays OF the
sun; and there are few found TO cOmmi-
sera,e or relieve their wants. Twenty
thousand OF these destitute sufferers, who
undergo all the miseries of hunger and
starvation, aud even death. during an IN
clement winter, are cougregaled within
the precincts OF this gay and wealthy
city. Could all their sorrows and suffer
ings be told. they would make the mos,
unieeling heart melt with pity; but iasti
dious arlslocracy must not be insulIed By
the presence OF poverIy-no. the mlllIo.
mare would be shocked TO have a poor
widow, in ques, of bread for her starving
children, admitted 10 his presence; there
fore, his liveried servants have orders to
drive away all such wretches from his
door. He can dress his wife and daugh-
tiers in thousand dollar shawls---he can
give five thousand dollars for the CONVEX
sion of the heather, because his name
will then appear in the papers, and his
praises will be sounded lrom every pull
pit; but TO give few dollars 10 the star
wing poor, would be waste Of money,
because i, would not be talked about.
Such is uan-yain, proud, hypocriIcal,
heariless-such he ever has been, and
ever will be, ill the confines Of he'll en-
close the last specimen of weak mortality.
But, as these thoughts and reflections
are not very creLiiabIe to the lordly qua
lilies of the Lords of Creation" and as
their indulgence cannot relieve The poor,
| will drop lhe subject and look for some
thing more amusing TO dispel Ibis misan,
throplc mood.
A rich scene is said TO have occurred
shor, time since, the heroine of which
is one OF the "upper ten thousand A
poe, who had wOoed the Muse, became
ambitious of wooing something more sub
slantial, and warmly enlisted in behalf Of
annexation. 1t is true, he had no dol.
lars, but he was rich in rhymes. True,
he wore a " shocking bad hat" but it
covered head full of brains. His coat
was little torn, but his heart was whole.
His visage was none Of the finest, but
then his soul was noble and aspiring, and
why should not such qualities captva,e
the heart of gay and fashionable belle I!
He drank deep draughts Of inspiration
from the fountain of love, and wrote SON.
nets to his fair inamorato. But, "the
course OF true love never did run smooth
and this cruel enchan,ress returned these
poetic illusions unopened. "Faint heart
never won fair lady," exclaimed the son
Of song. Who's afraid BY The fla
ming tail Of yonder comet, swear she
shall be mine will scale the rampar,s
of her affections, storm the fortress Of her
heart, aud carry her hand captive TO the
altar of Hymen Armed with this bold
resolve, the valorous poet sailed forth to
watch for this divine perfection of wo-
man. fully determined TO throw himself at
her feet and unfold his tale of love in such
pathetic tones as would melt her obdura,e
heart. Day after day he watched in vain,
hope was giving way to dlspair-Iauda.
mum, watery grave, hempen cord
like mocking demons began TO iii be.
fore his heated imagination, when-ob,
ye gods a form was seen approach.
ing. of such majestic beauty - such
angelic sweetness, and such transcen.
dan, loneliness. "Oh, lis she It's
she J" exclaimed the impetuous rhymer,
and as she approached he Haunted him
self before her, with hat in hand, and
with low bow prepared TO pour out in
imprisoned strains, The story Of his ar
dent love, when the wicked beauty put
her hand into her recicule and drawing
forth some pennies dropt them into the
poets hat, with plying look of com
misera,ion, and said tina, was all the
change she had. anu hurriedly passed on.
Talk of shower ba,h-falling through
hole in the ice--or galvanic shock !
What are they when compared to such
treatment from pretty woman! But
msiortunes never come singly, and the
unfortunate poet was doomed to undergo
further ,rlbulation. COMPOUNDED and RIO.
lionless he stood with ha, in hand, gazing
at the reirea,ing figure OF the wicked little
mink, when up came policeman. who
had seen the fair one drop the money
into the hat, and seizlng the dumlounded
poet by the collar, told him begging was
forbidden by the laws Of the city. In
vain the dlsconsola,e lover protested
there were the coppers still in his hat,
the policeman had seen him accos, the
lady, and saw her throw him the money.
Street beggars must be punished by being
shut up ten days in the Tonbs, and off to
the Tombs the hear,broken poet must 20.
And then hen arriy el there worsp than