Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1845-06-27
A TOUCHING STORY.

We find tho following very affecting and
romantic sketch published under the head of
Police Reports, in the Baltimore Republican
Of Thursday evening:
PovERTy.-A few days since, a poor, yet
decently clad female, presented herself at
one of our police Offices, and requested the
magistrate to send her to the Aims House.
Her manner and language denoted that she
had seen better days; and while she begged
the officer 10 grant her las, request, the tears
in rapid course ,rckled down her fnrrowed
cheeks, and her sobs checked her ulterance,
as she tried to tell her mournful story. The
officer, as in duty bound, asked her name,
when she replied in manner that brought
tears from the eyes of the eyes of those
steady minions of the law, whose hearts are
necessarily steeled to pity aud the finer feel
ings Of the man.
Ask me not my name she cried, let me
bear in silence and unknow n, the fate an in.
scrutable providence has meted out to me-
but let not my aged parents, fond brother.
and loving sisters, hear that-that l have
died the inmate Of an Aims House, and the
recipient Of public Charity
Il will grant your DESIRE the magistrate
replied, but il knew more of your history
and circumstances, nigh probably do some.
Thing better for you
Il will tell you what I dare tell, if 70,
will believe that speak the truth, and ust
your influence TO obtain me some situation
in which can but earn an honest living,
was her impassiond answer.
The magistrate promised TO do all he coulc
for her, and alleviate her situation much u.
possible.
May heaven bless you, sir' she said
and told the following mournful and thrilling
concatetation of suffering and perversity
commingled with sobs and the actual feeling
of the woman.
1.-Two years ago, sir, l was happy ant
knew not what it was to want; my parents
we're rich, and owned one of the fines, plan
tations in a Southern state Twas but youn!
not twenty, but l had my suitors, the son
of wealthy men, yet | loved them MOTH,
one of the gaudy throng had as yet made a
impression on my heart. There was in tn
nelghborhood, poor, but manly youth, tn
teacher of or district school; he visited GU
hOusCs anu was uCutCu WIN All tuC icSDcS
and attention that the other visi,ers received
and IL sir, fell in love with that man, an
it was reciprOcated. My father soon discov
cred our secret, and forbade him ever t
$ cross his Threshold again. Need say, Sit
, we met clandestinely and were married W
fled and took up our residence in this city
My husband, .-n,y William. taught an acad
: envy for livelihood, and for eighteen month
we we're happy-but then my husband wa
, taken sick, and he-died Yes-oh God
!, he died and was left alone among slrar
y gers. l wrote to my parents, asking the
G neutrality-suspicious. was returne
y unopened, My little means are exhauste'
u and l must starve, Or-go to that refuge {
: poverty-the aims house I; but it will not La
. long, the sands of my life are nearly run GU
and look for a refuge from this world
3 miseries in my grave i"
n She indeed, and every eye present W;
o wet with sympathy for her unhappy situatio
g One gentleman who was present, with tn
y noble, generous, and manly feeling, so cha
acleristc of natures nobleman," came 70
ward and offered her home an asy lum b.
;. meath his roof, which we need not add, W
# cheerfuly and thankfully accepted. and 81
d left the Office with the prospect Of better,
e not happier days before her.
It Thus il is in this world misfortune dar
u place her ruthless hands upon victims of e
= cry grade; and tho sors and daughters
q luxury sometimes drink of the bitter DIRE
ii Of the cup ofpenury and misery