New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-07-25

IN small bedroom, in an humble hut re-
pectabls dwelling, on the east side of the city
pret.y well up town. stretched upon bed Of
PAIN, lies a girl, apparently about seventeen
years OF age. Her features are evidently beam
nfully when at rest, though they are now dis
torted by the agony which is fast sapping her
young life. The time is midnight and there is
| no one present with the sufferer save a pale
f".S'ag' heart broken matron, and a gray
| natre1 man who seems fairly wild with grief
| Inc DOCTOR mas been there, but he has lust de-
Parted' and as he went out Of the door the last
ray Of hope went ont from the hearts of that
| aged couple for he had told them that their
| ,iaIghter must die. Poson-poison which she
| had swallowed in secret, and which bad3ed sII
medical skill, was eating up her vitals.
" Mother" saij the dying girl, as she expe-
| renced mornentary relief from the FIRE thst
vas consuming her, 90 how late is it ~
Twelve o'clock, Ellie" is the answer, given
with choking utterance; ' do you feel better,
now, darling"
- Yes, mother, much better-for feel that
shall soon be at rest. thought all would have
been over, ere this -
The old man sobbed aloud
Z" Don't cry, father" plaintively said the suf-
ferer. turning her eyes upon him s' shall be
much better there than | would be here Then
after pause, during which an expression Of
pain once more settled upon her features and
passed away again, addressing her mother, she
tohunned g acted very wickedly in taking
me poison, but | was not in my right mind when
| dohe 1t, and hope God will forgive me-do
you think he will, mother, I am yerv nenitent
Llndeed, indeed, am. Pray for me, mother"
And' cropping upon her knees beside the bed.
and fervently. ''As
As this audible '' amen," broks from the lima
Of the grief stricken father at the TERMINATION
4 n a nj fltf not.
face Of the girl, and she murmured~ " 'A'
| 81 feel better now-I can realize that I am
not utterly lost. l would not have taken the
| posoin, but he turned my brain by Offering me
| money in exchange for love, and in that dread
| ful moment Satan tempted me to swallow the
| fatal draught"
Again she paused, for over-exertion had IA
tigued her For moment nothing could be
heard but the stifed sobs of the parents, and
| the deep breathing of the dying penitent, when
she whispered, Mother, father, come close
ciose-close-I feel that am dying and would
tain kiss you both once again, ere all is over ;
let me feel your breath upon my cheek, as did
when was pure and innocent So, 50; now
mother. will you throw back the blinds'' The
mother hastened to comply with her wish
Angels eyes" murmured Ellie, as she gazed
upon the sparkling jewels in the robe of night
Angels eyes and they are weeping for me /;
good-by, mother; good-by, father; Heaven
Forgive him 20 And at the same hour
| that the soul of the Magdalen passed away, he
| who effected her ruin was being toasted as the
very prince Of good fellows, by brilliant Assem-
| blage Of the elite Of both sexes
Now, was not the man with the carbuncled
| nose right when he said that Charles Oakley
| was ''one of 'em'' Whether he was or no, 1
| will venture to say that he will reiterats the
assertion even after reading this, and so will
| the delicate young ladies who surround him at
| the soirse, for what was his offence after all i,
| lie only took from a working-girl what was
| dearer to her than her life and didn't he gen
erously offer to pay her for it?
The picture is complete.
| When, oh, when will society learn to frown
Indignantly upon the black hearted wretch, who
for the qualification of his worse than beastly
appetite, would make a merchandise of female
virtue: When will those sentimental young
ladies who shed tears over the heroine of ro-
nance, and who must, perforce, admit the fidel-
ity with which these two pictures are sketched
learn to look upon the seducer with the same
horror that they would regard a convicted mur-
derer When will the disreputable, sensuous
false hearted, hypocritical destroyer of female
| vitue meet with the scorn and contempt of all
classes When will the hand of every man who
venerates his mother and loves his sister grasp
a whip, " To lash the rascal naked through the
| world; God speed the time