Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1853-09-09

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We shall not stop to inquire whether it
was a spirit of ''the first, third or sixth
sphere, that prompted us as we left our
desk one evening, to go down among the
| abodes ofthe poor, with feeling of certainty
thatwe should see or hear something OF
the lost voice, for that spirit led us on =
perhaps it was the spirit of curiosity no
matter, it led and we followed in the route
we had seen that little one 90 before-it
was our only one-we knew no name
had no number, nor knew no one that knew
her whom we We're going to find
les, we knew that good MISSIONARY, and
she had told us of the good words which
he had spoken, but would he know her
from the hundreds Just like her ? Peshaps.
1t will cost nothing to inquire.
We went down Center ST. with lipht
heart; we turned into Cross st. with a step
buoyd by hope we stood at the corner of
| Little atcr-st. and looked round inauir-
ingly OF the spirit, and mentally said
which way now?' The answer was a far
off scream of despair. We stood still with
an open ear, for the sound of prayer, fol-
lowed by a sweet hymn of praise to God,
went up from the site of the old Brewery,
in which we joined, thankful that was
no longer the abode of all the worst crimes
ever concentrated under one roof Hank,
IA step approaches. Our unseen guide
whispered, ask him.
1t were a curious qUestiontoa ask a strang-
er, in such a strange place, particularly
one like him, haggard with ovor much
t<,tIn t,l 1nI 1
(old, his days shortened by over work in
young years, as his furrowed face and al
most phrcnsied eye hurridly indicates, as
we see the flash of the lamp upon his dark
vlsage, as he approaches with that pecu-
liar American step which impels the body
forward at railroad speed. Shall we get
out of his way before he walks over us .
What If he is crazy man. No; the spir-
it was right--no false raps here 1t is
that good missionary. That man who
has done more to reform that den of crime
the Five Points of New York, than all the
Municipal Authorities of this Police hunt
ing city, where misfortune is deemed a
crime, or the unfortunate driven to it by
the way they are treated, instead of being
reformed, or strengthened in their rcsolu-
ton to reform, by hard words rather than
Prison bars. Sir said Mr.. Pease,
''what brings you here at this time of night,
for know there is an object can | aid
you?"
Perhaps don't know--a foolish whim
-alittlc child-one of the miserable, with
a drunken mother"
"COme with me, then. There are man.
Y such. am just going to visit one, who
will die before morning. sweet little girl,
born in better days. and dying now-but
you shall see, and then we will talk about
the one YOU would seek to save"
We were soon threading narrow alley
wEcre pcstilencc walketh in darkness and
crime, wretchcd poverty ard filthy misery,
go hand in hand to destruction.
Behold" said our friend, ''thc fruits of
our city excise. Here is the profit of mon
cv spent for license to kill the body and
damn the soul Proven by the awful
curses and loud blows of a drunken hus-
band upon a wife, once an ornament of So
ciety, and exemplary member of a Chris
tian Church, that came up out of one of
the low cellars, which human beings call by
the holy name of home
The fetid odour of this filthy lane had
been made more fetid by the late and al
most scalding rains, until it seemed to us
that such an air was only fit for charnal
house With the thermometer at SO at
midnight, how could men live in such a
place, below the surface of the earth-
Has rum rendered them proof against the
effect of carbonic acid gas?
We CROPPED our way along to the foot of
an outside stairs case, where our conduc
tor paused for moment calling our atten-
ton to the spot. ''Here." said Mr. Pease,
1.-THE little sufferer we are going to see,
tainted few nights ago, and lay all night
exposed to the ram, where she was found
and beaten in the morning by her miser-
able mother, because she had not sold all
her corn IL
''Grcat and unknown Cause, hast thou
brought us to her door?'' Our friend stared
but did not comprehend the expression.-
"Be careful" said he, 1.-the stairs are very
old, and slippery
BEAT Fer p said we, without regarding
what he was saying
Eyes, beat her, whilst she was in fe-
yer of delirium, from which She has never
rallied. She has never spoke nationally,
since she was taken Her constant prayer
seems to be to see some particular person
before she dies
'Oh, if could see him once mere-there
-there-that is him-no, no, he did not
speak that way to me-he did not curse and
beat me-
such is her conversation, and that in
deed her mother to send for me, but was
not the man. viii he Gomez she says,
every time | visit her; for, thinking to
soothe and comfort her, | promised to bring
him.
We had reached the top of the stairs and
stood a moment at the open door where sin
and misery dwell, where sickness had
come, and where death would soon enter.
'WiH he Gomez
A faint voice came up from low bed in
one corner, seen by the very dim light ef a
lamp. 4
That voice We could not be mistaken.
We could not enter. Let us wait a mo-
ment in the open air, for there is a choking