Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1856-10-09

better ldea OF Lite IN New ork than could
possibly be derived from any other source.
Even personal visit to that City would not
be so advantageous in that respect, as stran-
ger has not the facilities and opportunities for
informing himself which are possessed by
New Workers themselves. Mr.. Cobb, the au-
thor of it, has for some time resided in New
York, and has, in company with several of
the City missionaries and other benevolent
gentlemen of that City, visited nearly all the
noted abodes of wretehedness and misery in
that metropolis, and in this tale he weaves
them into brilliant and powerfully written
narrative as only master mind can do. TIE
beauty of Mr.. Cobbs writings consists chief
ly in his power to engage the attention of the
reader, while a high moral tone characteristics
everything that emanates from his pen
Chapter i.
oRIoN--A CURIOUS ADVENTURE.
New York The Metropolis of the Union
Nestled away in its land locked bay, teeming
with the collected wealth of nations-crowd-
ed with its gathering hosts of humanity-a
vast battle ground of life, in the midst of
which stands mammon, flushed with con-
quest and victory
What field for the study OF man Who
can count its riches, or who shall dare to
guess at its poyertys The eyes dazzled by
its princely palaces, and the heart bleeds in
view of its squald wretchedness
Here its thousands roll in luxurious plen-
ty: and there its thousands more tall crushed
dying between want and famine Here the
favored ones see green trees, and breath fresh
air; while there the poor children of dire ne
cessity look only upon fostering corruption
aud breathe the foul miasma of pestilence
and death
Pass this way, and we find intelligence,
morality and virtua. hut trrD tbithar aud
we stand in the midst Of ignorance, of vice,
and of moral death! But mark ! All its pow
/ erty is not yicious-ano all its wealth is not
| virtue No, No! In some of the palaces you
may find hearts black with sin and IN some
of the novels you shall find souls as true and
as pure as earth can beget.
! And now, if any of the scenes of my story
cause shudder, remember that only give
them because they are true. God forbid that
should draw out one single theme of horror
from imagination, when have seen with my
own eyes, in this great City, scenes so terri.
BILE that | could not write them if l would
scenes which would so shock the senses that
| even simple belief would be staggered l
will not pander to morbid curiosity--l will
only picture humanity as find it. If show
you vice, it is that you may shun it, but be
sure we shall find much, very much of no.
lie virtue that is worth copying-virtue that
warns the heart, beauties life,' and lifts the
SOFT HAS towards the close u wei, uo,u oav
in Spring-on the first DAY of MAY. 1t had
not been raining, but sort Of sleety mist had
hung over The great city since early morning,
and the pavements were sloppy and wet. The
dampness fell insensible, but it chung to the
stones and bricks with such tenacity, never
| drying up or running off the deposite of the
early hours, still remaining where it first
| found rest, that there was more mud and
| slop upon the streets and upon the sidewalks
than could have resulted from rain. Upon
| the avenues the cars and the stages were
| full-even to that fabulous fullness in view
| of which the drivers refuse to stop for even
"one more and yet the sidewalks were
crowded with men, women and children,
hurrying home from the tolls of the day
jostling and pushing-each one for self-look-
ing only ahead-caring for nothing about
them-all citizens of the same town, and yet
all strangers. Down town the larger stores
were all closed, and IL some of the more re-
tired localities the gas was already lighted.
Upon Broadway, in the midst of the great
business portion OF the City, stood large
brick building, which, running back over lots,
rested its rear upon court passage. Upon
this courtyard that opened from the main
thoroughfare by narrow passage. Upon this
court were several shops and offices, and un.
like most places of the kind, the yard was eat
and clean. In one of the easements, which
was well lighted from both sides, was a man
ufactory of eold-leaf. The apartment was
quite spacious, with a small office and assay
ing-room in one corner, and with anvils, or
beating tables, orksome dozen workmen. At
the present time there was only one person in
the goldsmith S shop-a young man, twenty
two years of age, named Orion Lindell. He
had been in the employ of Mr.. Garvey, the
owner, only about five years, and yet he was
foreman of the shop. All outside of the office
was under his charge, and those who know
the peculiar value Of the material which pass
ed in large quantities through his hands, will
at once realize the responsibility of his station.
He had proved himself competent and faith.
full, and untold wealth was left to his indivi-
quail care with as much assurance of its safety
as its owners could have felt in all the vaults
and proof locks in the City.
Orion Lindell was of medium size, not large
in frame, but firmly and compactly built;
with form of admirable proportions; his
limbs full and finely rounded his breast
broad and nobly developed, and his carriage
free and light. His face was one of pecu-
liar manly beauty. His brow was high,
open, and full, above and about clustered The
glossy hair in light brown curls his ewes
sparkling apd bright, and of deep blueish
grey color his nose slightly acquiline, with
those finely curved nostIls which mark the
firm, energetic soul; his lips thin-though
not too thin-betraying no enthusiasm bat
showing the stout will and quickness of feel
ing which characterize the man of dauntless
moral courage.
Such was Orion Lindell-true, pure, and
noble; beloved and honored by all who knew
him respected by those below him, and al.
! ways obeyed cheerfully and quickly. None
could do more work, and few could do az
much as he. His arms were like the shaft of
trip-hammer, and a constant swinging of the
ponderous beating-maul had so developed the
muscular power that even he himself was Of
ten surprised at the result of his own physi.
cal strength. He had just finished putting
things in order, and was about to put on his
coat, when the door was opened, and young
man entered. He was clerk in store
overhead, being some three years older than
Orion, and taller, as well as little heavier.
"Ah, Orion-oH, ell :" the new conner re-
marked, as he closed the door behind him.
Eyes Charley-its late enough, isn'titP
&C Is'pose It's. It's dark early Tonight
But say-Pvo come down to take bout with
the gloves. Won't you try 'em =
"Pooh," laughingly replied Orion, "you
don't want to try the gloves tonight
Yes-just minute. I'm going TO see
Bill Emmerton to morrow' ana want to
astonish him. Come-just give us turn.
/" Well-if you are earnest about it," And
thus speaking Orion turned to small desk