Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1854-02-03

and she sobbcd as if her heart were breaking
-" such place! Ny Mary. that used to
cradle i'll these arms to sleep, that lspcd her
little evening prayer at nag knce--n!y Mary.
drVnk in that terrible place "
She was getting 50 agitatcd that Mr. Pcasc,
wishing to turn the current of her thoughts,
asked her if she herself was member OF any
church She said yes. Of the strict Bap-
tist Church. She stid she was Il widow, and
had had ono child beside Mary-a son. And
her face lig| ID up as she said
| - OH sir, he was such II fine lad. He die.
all he could to make me happy but he
thought, that if he went to California he
could make money, and when he left he said
Cheer up dear mother; II come back and
give my money all to you, and you shall never
work any morc.'"
" can see him now, sir. as he stood there.
with his eve kindlng. Poor lad poor lad !
lie came back, but it was only to die. His
last words were, God will care for you,
mother RI know it--whcn I'm gone to
| Heaven. oh if could have seen my poor
girl die as he did, before she became so had.
| Oh. sir, IRON YOU take her here l-woni you
| try to make her good l--cdnt YOU make her
good, sir ! cant give Mary up. Nobody
cares for Mary now but me. Won't you try,
| sir d"
Mr. Pcasc promised that he would do all
! he could. and sent Il person out with the old
! ludy, to sisit Mary and obtain purticu-
lars he soon returned and corrohoratcd all
| the old lAdvs statements. Mr. pcLsc then
! took IL friend and started to see what could
| be done.
| In Wilctt street is a rckcttv old wooden
| building, filed to ovcrtiowiug with the very
refuse Of humanity. The basement is lighted
with two small windows hall under ground /;
and in this wrctched hole lived Mary and her
children. As Mr.. pcase descended the steps
into the room, he heard some one say, ''licrc
he comca, grandmother he's come-hc 5
! come -
Thc door was opened. On Q pile Of rags in
! the cornrrl,y Mary, " my Mary" u the old
Lady tcariully called her.
God of morcyl what wreck Of beautiful
womAnHuod Her large blue eyes glared with
maniac Witness, under the influence OF ill
! toxcation. Long waves Of auburn hair fell,
in tangled mass over a form wasted, yet
beautiful in it's graceful outlines.
Poor, lost Mary
" S.tch llAccl" a4 her mcthc. had, wcor-
! in.. said. Not Il table, or chair, or he,stctl.
OF article OF furniture in it, Of any doscrip-
| tion. On the mantle-picrc stood Il becr-hottlr
with Il half burn: candl: il its nose a few
Broken. dirty dishes stood upon the shelf, ,anI
a quantity oi filthy rags lay scattered round
ti' iloor
| Tlc grln'lmpthcg was holding ny ihc hand
swcc: cilA ot eight years. with lars".
J. brig It eyes. and &u"ush hair Clke poor
Mlrv's) falling about her neck. An Older
%'r' NJ twelve. VIA SWEET Madonna i'tcr
(that seemed to light UP even tut wrctcAcd
place With Il h.am Of Heaven stood near,
bearing in her arms babe OF sixteen nl4ntha.
i ("hlch was r"t 50 large as one o' ''S tt
! ,H'nthS Sl""'d nave prr") "hoS' ',''l' n"'"'S
i'oKcl like "ifI 'i'"s' anu "',oS' H'tl'
, N'rts % seemed "Inioat l'''rc''S the Skin
Inc "Il I"'y went up u hef "a"'5 'tfF'
| saying M'F!' "'Ir' IN" - 'no gentleman
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a!lhg hcr i!t'!e h1"d upon her arm "'"'
mother, u1n [. peas hul' sF"'"-
m1'"er' 0le 'S E'oo anu k'nt % US S'ir
o',iE want" 10 S'l YOU out " ,i''a '''u l'"'''
whcrc YOU VIII 'o 'rr"tco hinu!!'
1es-dear mothcr' rn'inco III '"I
younger sister, 'ehdi'i3 hrr l''''c cull! 'eau
over ntT' " nothef' S"" SAM once you "oWt" N
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''o.t.' ..Yr. 'li Warv" said the old lady, handing
her down a f,Iod, rAsrcl gown, "hcre is
YOUR drcs, ,ut il on. Won t YOU T.
Mary raised hrrsclr ON the uilc OF rars on