Bellevue gazette. [volume] (Bellevue City, N.T. [i.e. Neb.]) 1856-1858, 1857-05-28

desolale and once again, curse you
with my biuerest curse"
/" Father, speak not thus" and tho mis-
cradle woman throws herself at her fa-
theirs feet For my child's sake, crave
assistance--as for myself am willing to
starve--but my child and husband, cam
not see want"
al tell you no money Of mine shall ev-
or GO to the man whom you call your
husband. So away and he casts the
kneeling supplcant from him.
Mercy--we are starving" and throw
ing herself across his path, she prays rs
only woman can pray for those she loves.
For two days we have been without food,
and tomorrow we shall be turned in the
streets homeless. Just little, my God,
YOU will not see us starve The fathers
heart is touched. The appeal of his
daughter has aroused the dormant feel
ings of his soul and for moment he re.
! lents.
Mary, he says, there is one thing
that will do; leave the man you call
your husband, and my home is again yours.
will take your child, raise it as if il were
my own--come then and cheer my lone
some home"
But Charles, father, will you not
"Mention not the villains name, he
shall never enter my DOORS" ...
He is my husband, father, l can not
forsake him."
"Then off with you--starve if you
choose disown you forever"
With faltering steps she takes her de-
parture for her home of misery. She
reaches at last the abode of poverty. II
is indeed the scene Of wretchedness-
that miserable room---a few broken chairs
AN old table--a bed of straw, made up
the furniture. Want-haggard want
is stamped upon the pale features of her
only child, as he crouches in corner A
man is lying upon the bed, and from the
fumes of liquor which arises, it is evi-
dent that he is intoxicated. Starvation
has made him reckiess--he drinks 10
drown sorrow-and the fiend is now his
master. See as his wife enters, he rises
up, and reels towards her.
"Well, did you get any money!"
al have seen my father, Charles, and
he refuses TO assist us. He has cast me
off," t, .t, II.
Then we musi starye Or
Charles, dear Charles, talk not so.
will work, yea, if il must bel will beg"
No, no, my pretty one, you shall do
neither. Tomorrow we shall be turned
into the street by old Noyes, our landlord,
but he shall rue the day. Money must
and will have !" and so saying, he leaves
the house.
Bitter, bitter are the thoughts which
now crowd upon the unhappy woman
Once she enjoyed fathers loye--wealth
was hers, and all her prospects were
bright and cheering. But Charles West
came and won her love, and despite of all
the threats and warnings of her father,
she married him. Misfortunes pressed
heavily upon them. Poverty seized them
IN its iron grasp. She applied to her fa-
all these bitter truths rushed upon her she
wep, in anguish and sorrow. Upon the
bed of straw she throws herself, for night
is upon the world. Her husband is abb
sent, and fears of some calamity take pos
session of her. She can not sleep, bnl
tosses to and fro in misery. Wretched-
wretched woman!
Chapter II.
Come now, beloved reader, and let us
enter the counting room of Mr.. Gorsuch.
The proprietor is one of that class often
met with, who have no heart for the mis-
cry of others. He never gives to the
needy-neyer helps the unfortunate
but yet is class leader in fashionable
church. He is walking up and down his
counting room as if anxious for the arri-
val of some one. His clerk enters, and
thus be is accosted
John turn to Charles Vests ac-
count" t... --
q have SIR" ..-.
How does it stand r. 49,
Three months rent due, sir"
"You know him, is he able to pay Z"
a. fear not, sir."
Cant they pay part-not even a
small amountl' t-7 -
4" No, sir they are in great distress"
"Then bundle them of at once. Turn
the family out"
They will starye, sir"
"That is none OF your business-do as
YOU are bidi''
I" But Mr.. Gorcuch they" ri.
!" None of your impudence. You are
my clerk, and as such must obey my COM
mands, Now go and have them turned
out of that house, and be quick about it.
] n -. L L l.
I The deed is done. What cared the
man of wealth for the misery he brought
upon the iunocenti Nothing. He mas
have the paltry sum Of his rent, ever