Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-03-31

would bear; for three months before his
death, he had followed saving wood aud at
the saw-horse he r%upturtd a blood vessel, and
fell down and died.
This was a severe blow to Mrs. Morris;
but this was not the last. One after another
her liule ones died of epidemic diseases, TO
which the change in their mode Of living par
t|icularly subjected them. But Annie, hei
Oldest child, was left; and in the society Of
this lovely daughter the widowed mother en-
joyed much that even might be called happi.
ness-hard as was their lot Of privation and
toll. Biddy was their untiring friend. By
her assistance they procured plain sewing;
which, though taken at very low prices, still
supported them comfortably so long as they
were well. But the widows cup was not
yet full. Her beloved child-her dear and
only companion was taken i'll. Incessant
and severe labor, together with the want Of
proper exercise AMI wholesome food, sapped
the springs Of her young life, inducing a pull
monary consumption. 1t was long before she
yielded entirely 10 the disease. 1t was long
before she would admit the dreadful thought
that she should help her poor mother no
more. Her last work was a piece Of deli
cate embroidery, OF which let her speak for
herself.
Mother she said, on waking, how long
have | been asleepP
Il hardly know, my child replied Mrs.
Morris, rousing herself; for cold and hunger
had nearly reduced her 10 a torpid state; Il
should think it might be an hour"
well, mother, | have been very happy in
my dreams. ] dreamed that Mrs. Williams
had paid us for that dress | embroidered and
she put the money in my hand and my hand
was full of silver-and | went and bought
you some bread and coal and you was com
Portable and happy
'Ah, my child ! sighed the widow, Il
fear it will be a long time before that comes
to pass
DO you think Mrs. Williams is hard-hcar-
ted, motherr
mo, | do not feel at liberty 10 say that /;
but she is certainly very careless. She has
never suffered herself, either from want or
sickness; and she cannot feel for others
Oh, mother! | have not forgotten the many
walks | have taken with you, TO this very
Southwark and how much pains you took
to find out all about The su(lerers-to get work
for the well-and medicine, and good things
for the sick. | have thought Of all these
things a great deal since | have lain here, on
this slck-bed, SO long, looking at you sitting
there and working so hard for a shilling a day.
But ! know ii must al! be right; for God Is
good
Always remember that, my child; for il
will sustain you in every trial. God Is our
Father. Whdtever he sends upon rs is for
our good. He loves all his children, and
though he may appear to withdraw his face
for a time, he will never forsake them. But
this talking will hurt you and now ! want
you TO compose yourself. Make an effort
10 do so now, Annie, for you know nothing
helps me SO much as to see you conforta-
BILE
'Bu; let me ask one thing more, mother!
When do you think Mrs. Williams will
come!'
i cannot tell, my dear
when did she promise to comet
'Oh, she has promised a great many tines
Does she knsw how sick | amF
Yes: Biddy has been repeatedly, and told
her.
.Oh, mother! She must be hard-hearted
But che does not know all. She does moi
know that | am-dying-and you are freez
ing-and-starving-for the want Of a few
shillings.' The poor girl sprang forward
and for some minutes she seemed in the very
agonies of death. But by a strong effort she
recovered herself, and said, Mother, give
me a piece Of paper, and a PEN
mo, not now, my love-
'Yes, noir, mother, now
There was a determined energy in he
tones, which could not be resisted. Hardly
knowing what she did, Mrs. Morris gave he
the articles required.
Now, mother, put a chair in behind m,
pillow. There, that will do: thank you
With much effort the poor girl succeeded il
tracing the following lines:
Mrs. Williams, ] am dying. Mothe
has no, coal-no bread. She is starving
f~reezing-Do PAY U.s."
ANNE MoRRIs.
There mother; send for good Biddy ono
more, and she will take this The sulfere
fell back on her pillow insensible. She re
manned so i'll that Mrs. Morris did not attemT
to lie down. She watched all that long, cole
February night; without one spark of fire
and with no light but that Of the wintry moo
shining through their uncurtained window
She watched thus by her dying child.
Here let me say, that, for the wo and su
fering Of scenes like this, the luxury aud ey
t~ravagance of the higher classes are mainl
: accountable. Upon the single principle
, fashionable EMULATION, this can be explained
p. b. must keep a carriage, because a. does
, and c. must dress as well as b.; and |
= must have Brussels carpets, and damask Gu
: tains, because C.. has them and so on lhrl
the whole vocabulary; and that with yer
: little regard to the inequality of weight in tt
! several purses. This, it may easily be seeI
tends 10 unjustifable extravaganza; henc
:" debt-hence, failures. In these cases, Il
. poor are always comparatively, the create
sufferers. The rich can take care Of the ere
} ilor's per cenlage; but the poor man has moi
= to support his rights; and while he is wal
{ inI for the tilhes OF his honest dues, he mi
siarve TO death. When the rich manufact
rer fails, his poor operatives are they on who
= the blow falls most heavily. Their wag
may have run up 10 a considerable amour
or they may have placed their money in The
employers hands for safe keeping; or lht
very loss Of employment may be Iheir loss
all. True is the p~royerb, that Great thin
: will take care Of themselves Some favor
BILE reaction Of business may adjust the Ia
gee creditors; but the smaller ones are We
az ant In he (orgotien. Snrelv A rirb Uem won