Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1853-12-24
GoING'TO RED.

Directly after we write this item wc
are going home and to bed. Now that
is very pleasant thought. We wonder
how many think it this night who arc
unable to do it. Not less than one thou
sand poor souls, men. women and chill
dren. in this city this night, who have no
home, no bed. Gro whore, you %ill you
will see them huddling up in Jark door
ways, or creeping round the corner
there is always somebody just going
round the corner, and always somebody
just gone round. Cold as it is this De-
cember night, there are more souls
that is if such poor miserable objects
have any souls, which somo folks who
pretend to have themselves apparently
doubt, or else they would try to save
them-there are more souls in the street
this night than there are perfectly happy
ones inside Of all the marblepalaccs that
limo the sides of Broadway or Fifth-av'
All the early hour of evening they
wander up and down, looking into warm
rooms and down areas Of eating-houses,
snufiinp the savory steam and thinking
yes, they think.
WHAT
More than one half think, oh, how |
wish had quarter-or only ashilllng
or lift was but sixpence! | wish had
three cents.
What for? Would that get lodging!
Yes, such as such often get; but that
is not what he wants of three cents.-
With three cents he would go to Gale
Jones's grocery and get drink-'a
drink of rot gut Rightly named.
Three cents for drink, never mind
going 10 bed since he has no home to SO
to, yet lie is on the road home, and it is
down hill all the way.
About ten o'clock, ifyou will stand
round the corner, you will hear how the
licensed liquor dealer advises his 'custo-
!mersstorgoliome and go'to bed. q
Come wake up you drunken son of a
and clear out-go home and go to
bed if you have got any; you cannot
sleep here-I am going to shut up, am
going to bed.
Does the poor detected loafer think
of doing the samel Perhaps! 1.-The does,
he thinks 'where!' lfthere is no chance
in coal box, or empty cask, he goes at
last to the Police Station, and begs the
boon of spending the remainder of the
night upon bench or hard dirty spot
on the floor.
It is not drunken men alone who are
going to bed to night in coal boxes and
watch.houses, but innocent sober women
aud children, who cannot say reader, as
you and I can, am going home and to
bed. for their only home is in the street,
or some hole or den, where there is no
bed.
Last night at ten o'clock, a woman
with little child shivering in her arms,
came into the House Of Industry at the
Five Points, and begged to be allowed
to spend the night whcro her child would
not freeze, for, said she, | am SO tired
that | can walk no longer, aud lfl sit
down out door shall fall asleep.
Have you no home to so to"
No, alas, | am turned into the street,
not from any fault of mine, in city
where all arc strangers; n0ta singiefrlehd
who can ask to give me bed.
'The cause Of course---
Yes, Rum. That has destroyed eve
Observation-Disclosures but
life, and what is that without anywhere
to lay my head, in such night as thisl'
The poor woman was given shelter, a
bench and a fire; it was all that could be
given her, all and more than a great
many will have this night, while you
and I, reader, are comforts of "a homo.
While we are going to bed, a comforta.
BILE bed, in good home, some poor wo-
man, or little child is just going round
the corner, looking for place to go to
bed in some coal box.--M Y. Tribune.
Evading the Liquor License Law.
Peter Buckley, of Delaware City, Del, has
been convicted on four counts, and fined