The Panola star. ([Panola] Panola County, Miss.) 1856-1857, 1856-08-13

with Indignation. Mr.. Williams was
her lover, a very good looking man he
was. He was of ordinary size, fair
complexion, dark hair, and a high and
prominent forehead, lively in CONVEX
sation, and fluent and atfable in his
address.
A gentle rap was heard at the door,
and the servant Immediately annOunc-
ed Mr.. Williams He entered the
parlOr, and Miss CrOsSman rose and
introduced them.
"Miss Dupree, Mr. Williams.
Miss Dupree affected to be polite,
returned a slight bow and coolly said:
"GoOd evening SIR
Mr.. Williams and Miss CrOSsman
cOnversed freely. mostly upon literary
subjects, upon which both were post
ed; and of course they entertained
each other pleasantly, while Miss Du-
pree sat as though she was in despair,
now and then giving a lazy nod to as
sent or dissent to anything that was
said to her. Mr.. Williams was gone,
and Miss Dupree turned to Miss
Crossman, and said:
"0Iary, | am really astonished at
You. You are certainly in love with
that fellow. Well, you may do as
you like, but | assure you that I'll
never consent to keep company with a
printer" mumbled Hiss Dupree.
Hiss Dupree took her leave, and
Miss CrosSman was left to think of
love and matrimony,' and her future
bliss.
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Ten years were pasSed-a man and
his wife were seated before a blazing
fire The evening was extremely
cold, and the wind blew fierce and
keen. Yea, and. the editor of the
Tribune was housed with his wife in
their stately mansion, furnished in fine
style, and lighted brilliantly with
costly chandeliers. They were the
happy parents of four intelligent chill
dren. 1t was an hour after sunset,
and the bell had rang for tea. A rap
was heard a. the door, and upon open
ing it there stood a woman, pale, and
detected, and apparently not far from
the grave.
She had with her three ragged chill
dren shivering with the cold. The
gentleman and lady kindly invited
them to the fire.
Sir said the poor woman, will YOU
be 50 kind as to giveme little money
to buy some bread for my hungry
children! My husband has been
drinking for three weeks, and left me
without mOrsel for these poor innO-
cents; or any fuel to keep them warm
And she wept bitterly.
Where do you live ma'am2' said
the gentleman,
In the garret of the old Phoenix
Hotel, sir
How long has your husband been
addicted to drinkingl asked the gen
tleman's wife.
About three years
Madam reioined the generous edi-
tor, 1 am truly sorry for you, and
shall bestow upon you such charity as
my means will allow. VIII you re-
late your misfOrtunes always feel
a deep sympathy for the unfortunate
Mine is sad story. | was brought
up in affluence, my father was a
wealthy merchant in Chatham street.
My husband was also rich when we
were married. We took tour to
Europe and returned home, and we
lived happily and prosperous for two
years. Mr. Brooks was fashionable
young man. He spent money freely
and extravagantly. Three years more
he was considerably on the declining
ground. And finally, by high living
and unnecessary expenditures of
money we were diSpossesSed of our
home and reduced to abject poverty,
and then my husband took to drinking,
and now | am beggar and those de-
pending on my success for living
And as such, | beseech you, in behalf
of my children, to bestow upon me
such charity as you feel disposed to
grant,
Her story was told and met a kind
response from a generous heart
The lady of the house recognized the
poor woman, but she did not yet feel
disposed to make herself known but
ushered them into the dining room and
sat down with them to hearty sup
per.
'Madam' said the lady, what was
your maiden name?'
Ellen Dupree.'
'Oh! Ellen, have you come to this ?
The poor woman was so overcome
with gratitude and surprise that she