Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-10-29
From the Life of Mrs. Jordan.
The Wesleyan and the Actress.

The Wesleyan and the Actress.
During Mrs. Jordan's short stay at Ches-
ter, where she had been performing, her wash
erwoman, a widow. with three small chill
dren, was by Il merciless creditor thrown in
to prison. A small debt Of about forty shil-
lings, had been increased, in a short time by
law expt nses, to eight pounds. As soon as
Mrs. Jordon had heard of the circumstances,
she sent for the attorney. paid him the de-
mand, and observed, with as much severity
as her good naturtd countenance could as
sumo.
''You law yers are certainly internal spirits,
allowed on earth to make pour mortals mis-
erahlp."
The attorney, however, pocketed the aE-
front. and with a low bow made his exit.
On the afternoon of the same day. the poor
woman was liberated. As Mrs. Jordan was
taking her usual walk with her servant, the
widow with her children followed her. and
Just as she had taken shelter from a shower
Of rain, in a kind of porch, dropping on her
knees, aud with much grateful emotion ex-
claimed,
God forever bless you, Madame! You
have saved me and my children from ruin"
The children beholding their mothers
tears, added by their cries to the affecting
scene, which Il sensitive mind could not be-
hold hut with strong feelings of sympathy.
The natural livellness Of Mrs. %Jordan's dis
position, was not easily damped by SORROW
full scenes. However, although she strove
to hide il, the tears Of feeling stole down her
cheek. and STOPPING 10 kiss the children, she
slipped a pound note into the mo,her's hand,
and in her usual playful manner replied,
''There, there now it is all over. Go
good woman. God bless you! Don't say
another word"
The grateful creature would have replied.
but her beneidclress insisted on her silence
and departure.
It happened that another person had taken
shelter under the porch, and Witnessed The
whole interesting scene, who as soon as Mrs.
Jordan observed him, came forward, and he
holding out his hand, exclaimed with a deep
sigh.
LADY, pardon the freedom of a stranger,
but would to the Lord they were all like
thee ~
The figure Of the man bespoke his calling.
His countenance was pale, and a suit of Sal
BILE, rather the worse for wear, covered his
tall and spare person. The penetrating eye
of Thalia's favorite votary soon developed
his character and profession, and with her
wonted good humor, retreating a few PAGES
she replied,
Nc won't shake hands with you"
"Why"
"Because You are a Methodist preacher,
and when you know who am, you'll send
me to the devil"
"Ihe Lord t9rb'd! am as you say a
preacher OF the Gospel OF Jesus Christ, who
tells us to c'othe the naked feed the hungry,
and relieve the distressed and do you thlnl
can behold sister l"lhlI'ng the c"nmand'
OF my Great Master without feeling that SpII
through worldly customs, and offer you thu
hand Of friendship and brolhprIy love ~
"Well, well, you are a good old soul.
dare say butt don't like finarics, and you'll
not like me when ! tell you | am a player
The preacher sighed.
"Yes, | am IA player, and you must have
heard of me-. Mrs. Jordan is my name"
Afte, a short pause, he again extended hi
hand. and with a complaisdnt countenanc
ranIied
the Lord bless thee, ,vhoevpr thou art
r His goodness is unlimited. iie has pourp,