The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-04-18

On the west side Of the Schuykill river stands
the BIockey Aims House; q pile Of buildings, sew
eral hundred feet in extent, each OF lis fbnf sides
Within lis high stone walls dwell more than two
thousand souls benefciaries Of public charity al
more or less afflicted by the various casualities Of
s or by disease, the result Of old age, or OF early
imprudence.
Il uas near the close of q March day, that busy
feet were shutting upon the neatly sanded floor Of
one Of the long asles that traverse the buildings.
DEATH had been there. But il was no STRANGER:
to the octogenarian oftentimes his only Exc
dus from those walls; and it was not unfreguently
the long prayed for lullaby TO the tortured frame
Of the sick man. 1t wore the sans gaunt linea-
ments there as elsewhere, but as it was always
looked for, il never came so unexpectedly Nowit
bad laid lis icy hand upon q fair though erirg
creature. Scarcely twenty summers had rolled
over the fair brow that lay so white and calm up
on the :" dead board" There were friends in the
bustlipg city mourning the absence of the faulty
girl, who little dreamt that her frame, on which
the worm was so soon to gloat, was then being
carried forth, and committed to the :" Poor.House
Burial Ground"
The attendants came for the last time around
her; although familiarity with death naturally
blunts the finer feelings Of the heart, there was
something SO beautiful in the calm features Of the
recent dead, that the sigh involuntariiy escaped
from them, and tears dropped from eyes that had
been dried for many long years The lid was placed
| upon the coffin and the loug screws crunched
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| bodies.
It was bright scene. Splendid chandeliers
with trnIe drons tbrc nrismatic colors on cluster
| ;ng faces and g;lJed walls There wore ,nn.;c
an1 w,t1es be,y;lder;pg wine and an the etreteras !
| that make m \ g splendid ro1t.a such modestv
| and afFec,ation wisdom and nonsense. LAUGHTER
/ and bitterness fntterv and sarcasm: with so
much IN scar the heart and cantvate the trembling
novice oould only he seen IN sueh society ami al
| sncb a time, II was .be birthday pight Of the
hosts ldanghter' and a Say lime il was. She was
nineteen years old tha, day, Il was her stepping
forth into fasb;onable soeiety Wealth had avished
ne cho;cast treasures ON the parents rath. Edu.
cation and refinement had prepared her for high
| and splendid position and she eagerly stretched
forth her hand to seize the glittering banbe. How
pa,ly the hours flew by her smile broke in upon
the dcmure circle Of matronly married and single
friends, and drove dull care away flying then to
other groups, they seemed touched as BY magic
wand, and Joy sprang up around her every where;
but night will turn to day, though Eva Maurice
preside at the revel and woo Its longer stay
Aching heads and half opened eyes, greeted the
noon day rising Of many Of the past evenings re-
veers One young man was there, the only son
of rich Southern Planter, who came to the city to
attend the medical lectures, for whchit Is SO justly
ceebrated He brought letters q introduction g