The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1853-03-01

fierce and keen. Yos and the editor Of tl,
Tribune was housed, with his wifc, in ibei
stately mansion. furnished in the finest style
and lighted brilliantly with easily chandeliers
They were happy parents of four Intelligent
and Interesting children. IL was about m
hour after sun-down, and tho bell had rung for
tea. A rap was heard at the door, and upor
opening II, there stood woman. pale and de-
jeeted, andapparcntly not far from the er va
She had with her three ragged children, shiv
erins with cold. Tho gentleman and lady
kindly asked them in to the fire.
"Sir,' said the poor woman, will you be
pleased to give me little money to buy some
broad for my hungry childrenl My husband
has been drinking for the last thrccwceks, and
left me withou, a morsel to give these poor in
nocents, or any fuel to keep them warm and
they wept bitterly.
Whore do you live maam: said the gentle
man.
In the garret of tho old Phoenix Hotel. sir
How long has your husband been addicted
to drinking asked the gentlemap's wife.
about three years
Madam rejoined tho generous editor
Il am truly sorry for you, and of course shall
bestow upon YOU such charity as think you
deserve. Will you relate your misfortunesl-
| always feel deep sympathy for the unfortu-
nate"
"Mine is sad story. was brought up in
affuence; my father was wealthy merchant
in Chatham ST., my husband was also rich
when we wero married. We took tour to
Europe and returned ONE, and we lived hap
PLY and prosperousy for two years. Mr.
Brooks was gay and fashionable young man.
He spent money freely, and we lived extra va
gantly. Three years more, and he was consid-
erabiy on the declining ground; and finally, by
nigh living end unnecessary expenditures of
money, We were dispos3esscd of our home and
reduced to object poverty, and then nv hus-
band took to drink, and now am Jeggdf,
with these depending on my success for liv-
ing. And as such beseech you, i'm behalf of
my poor little children, to bestow uron me
such charity as you feel disposed to grant,
Her story was told, and met kind response
from generous heart. The lady Of the
house recognized the poor woman; but she did
not feel disposed to make herself known, but
ushered them into the dining room, and sat
down with them to hot supper
Madam, said the lady, what was your mai
den name!''
"Ellen Dupree."
'Oh! Ellen, have you come to thisT
The poor wowan was so overcome with graf
itude and surprise that she could not utter a
single word. She thought hers a familiar
voice; she had heard it before but she could
not remember when nor where; and after a
lnong timo she murmured--
Il think l have known you in time, but
cannot remember yonr name. What is your
name my good ladyl"
MARY Crossman was my name when knew
YOU
MARY who?
'Crossman.'
MY God! Who is your husbandr
"OH! He NOBODY BUT A PRINTER"
The poor woman remembered being intro
duced, before her marriage, to Mr. Williams;
and she remembered, too, now cold and indif-
forent she treated him on that OCCASION: Yes
nobody but a Printer went like dagger TO
her heart. That PRINTER was now her bene-
factor and friend.
Young ladies, if you marry an industrious
and intelligent (P-R-I-N-T- E-h) man, and become
wealthy in your old age, you do we'll but if you
marry a vain, foppsh dandy, of the cod fish ar
istocr0cY and non compos mentis order, and
should be brought from affluence in youth to
beggary in your old age, you do worse.
Remember that, ladies' and make the proper
improvement