Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-08-28

1t was policeman, who observing her rat,t atti
tude, thought she was meditsting suicide, and de-
Sired her to "move on" following her a few
PAGES behind till she reached Bridge-street. T.
Again there was a momentary hustle, as thu
| House Of Commons, after fiery and prdtractec
debate, poured its tributary tide into the streets
where, borne away in every description of We.
hicle, it was absorbed in an instant. ONLY few
stragglers loitered On the broad pavement oi
! Whitehall, but the voice Of two tdneful rakes
! fresh from the classic smoke of the Coal-hole o,
the Cider-Cellars. could be heard shouting in dis
cordant din, the last words Of the stout old glee
"We won't go home till morning" solitary
sentinel paced to and fro, within the closed gates
of the Horse Guards, his warrior dress COM
pletely shrouded in long crimson cloak, con-
trasting strangely with the brilliant pageant of
the midday. Only Wright's colfee-shop, that
never failing refuge, was still open at Charing-
Cross. The clock of ST Martins tolled one
AT length the mighty city seemed asleep,
though even now an occasional passenger hurried
| by, or a cab rumhlei over the echoing stones.
like muttering thunder. With increased dread
Millicent found herself involved in maze Of dark
and narrow streets. opening to blind courts and
gloomy yards, where, such is the reckless secur-
ty of misery, even among thieves, the crazy doors
arc never shut, and open windows, gasping for
the noxioas vapors Of midnight, feeby ventilate
rooms peurled like towns. From Saffron Hill,
last, to Ishngton. In passing the churchvard,
a strange, pattering, rustling noise broke on her
ear, accompanied by the barking of a dog and
while considering what it could be. she deserted
an Immense flock OF sheep, followed BY drove
of cattle, coming down the road. Scarcely had
these gone by, when they were succeeded bv
others, all bound to the same great market of
Smltheld, where traffic commences with the
first peep of dawn. Thus, almost as the pre-
v'ous day expired, the routine of the great COW
Germs of commerce was resumed.
But again all was quiet and, with sore and
weary feet. Millicent dragged through Haliowav.
wandering on towards the Archwav. Faint and
exhausted, she reached the eXcavAted approach,
and unable to proceed farther, sat down on what
appeared to be fallen mile post. 1t was Wait
hagton'S Stone.
Day was coming or slowly and sortly; AMI
though there was scarcely 4 trace Of light dirk
ness was perceptIblv retiring. S;i spectral
shadows hovered thickly aholt, sivin. objects a
Wild and fantastic appearance AMI MtiHccnt.
tired and wretched as she was, looked round with
feeling OF interest
The emitting saelvel back on bush and mead ;
and further on, emAoSamed in wood, rose the
Wilmington almShouses-a row of pictures 1le
cottages, which Milhcent, in the dim tvilg gh..
took for villas. Seated on the same spot FIVE
centuries before. poor basyar boy, miserable
and trlcnd!eSs as herself, had been wiled back to
the infant city By the chimes OF Bow BELLS
What r>rs1as,vc voicc--what potent intelligence.
strong for gooi or evil, woald recall her:
Suddenly she heard foofal---a slow. sham
bling sep. reverberat.l d;stictiy bv the hard
road; and, booking up, saw figure approaching
soon distinguished as q man. At first. the APP
pearance of passenger. in spot so lonely and
selucste7ed, alarmed her; bat accas 'omod 70 view
things in The dark, her quick eve was rcassarci
by glance at his deccepid form. bowed ani con
tractcd chest. ana dropping head. all be:okcnins
ono mo:e disposed to peace than violence. As he
cane up slight movement male him sensible OF
her presence. and he stopped.
sis il a woman - he mlrmlrcd. sPoor thing
--vol amt come ont for the air like M, I'll BE-
bound Have Won teen here all night:''
NO. answered Mtllicent falteringlv. though
his tone aai words gave her courage. '.bnt have
been all night in the steeets, sir. have just set
down h>re TO rest myself
The man moved On, mattcring something to
himself. but presently turned back.
ssyou doat speak Ike one Of them sos:--l;kc
one as is lost" he said ''Your voice sounds
homes. and good, and I've got girls of my OWN
about vonr age, young woman, so 1t amt natur-
al should be hard on yon. Bnt you're young
thing to be all night in the Streets and not one o.
the common. neythcr. How comes that p
81 was turned out OF M lodging, after losing
everything had" replied Mllicent, emotion al
most choking her utterencs. ''You say You have
daughters" she continued, after pause which
the man did not interrupt sob, SIR, they may
be able to tell me where | can get employment
work. however labor:ons, TO procure me shelter
at GIT. 1t has hen 8, dreadful-so terri ,b!e!-
ano.ner such night woali break my heart! OA,
Sir! viii you help me?"
"H.lp YOU! How can I, bein' but poor Spit
alsfeld weaver myself? All! you may guess l
have TO toll hard, when its only at three o'clcc.
in the morn,n', before it's light, that can find
time TO take walk, though they say it's fine
thing for my health. But, it's very true, my
girls might know of somethin'. Yes they might"
And he seemed to consider moment. "There's
nv Tom, who's soldier, in the East lndyces,"
he resumed, at length, in low voice. ''who
knows? He nigh, be even now, poor lad, like
you-or wounded, p'rhaps, in some o. them bat
Ties as he writes about. No! I wont see you
lost, If can help it. Wen just hear what my
girls says, if you like to come with me-
..Oh, gladly! g,adly!" cried Milicent, in ea-
ger accents, never doubling his worth and truth
fulness.
In few minutes they were on their way. Mil
Hcent finding new strength. though her feet, all
bruised and hstered, could scarcely bear to touch
the ground.
Once more the still darS streets were as.ir.-
Troops of men and women. with huge milk-cans.
were hurrytng from the great lslington dairy,
where they had procured their mornings supply,
passed as they proceeded, dispensing to every
quarter. Steaming coifee-stalls s'ood at con-
spicuoas corners, arresting the steps OF artisans
and mechanics, as they repaired brcakfastless to
work though not 4 few, vtiatct hy habits of in
temperance, preferred the more stimulating com
pounds OF rum and milk, and foamiag plrl, now
to be had at the public hoaSes. Milllcent and
the weaver, wrapped in sad thoughts, needed
nothing around, and, walking steadily on, day
light found them al Sp:talSic,ds.
CHAPTER XLlII.
Luke Fielding, the weaver. had well said that
hi, life was one of hard and iucessant toll; and.
10 speak truth, his two daughters, Rlth and Ma
~. and his good wife, Were equally il'iSent Bl.
their Joint efforts never abated or S;ckeaed. could
scarcely keep the fierce wolf, Want, from their
door.
An arcawav about y,rl wide, opened olt Of
Bricklane admitted Mlllcent and Luke to the
narrow court where the we&ver's family resided.
Miserable and squalid it looked its cutters stag
nant in the centre. completely choked by accu-
mutations of fiith-its windows broken and tat
tered. with wet clothes dangling. banner like. on
triangular lines, from the upper stories, and with
the smoke beaten down by the dense and oppres-
sive atmosphere. The tenements were 1t in
floors and rooms. even to the cellar: and. for the
first time. Mlliceut, following the friendly wea-
ver entered one OF those crowded abo les which
form the fruitful nurseries of pesiilence harbor-
ing more diseases than Pandora's box.
The Fieldings occupied the front room OF the
ground floor, and sort Of loft at the top OF the
house, which being Likes workshop, resounded
tbrnrrrh the ,iay with the bnSv lnnm and at nirhf