The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1858-03-12
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Remember the Poor.
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give me something 10 do or | shall die Of
hunger just as my sister died
These words we're spoken BY a desolate
looking creatures girl Of about eighteen
years Of age, who had just entered tho
shop Of a kindhearted but poor tailor.
The good li'de gentleman looked com
passionately upon the girl. and although
he couldn't think Of anything about
which he could make her really useful to
him. he promised to give her employ
ment.
Bat the FIRST thing you must do, said
he, coming round the counter. and taking
the cold hands Of the poor girl kindly in
his. is to come into the breakfast room
and let my wife give you some breakfast
'Ohl thank you. sir, replied the girl;
her eyes glistening like those Of half
fascinated animal that has suddenly found
bone. She gladly went with Mr.. Den.
mis- into his comfortable family room.
Leaving her to the care Of his wife, the
tailor returned 70 his shop. where he had
left customer standing until ;he wants
of the poor petitioner were in way of
being relieved. Some men would have
operated IN reversed direction. But
Mr.. Dennis lost nothing by his eager
kindness, The gentleman who had wit.
messed it resolved that from that hour all
his patronage, and as much moro as he
could influence, should belong TO Mr..
Dennis, He had just made his resolu-
tion when the tailor returned. and, with
a slight excuse for not sooner attending
20 his customer, said:
But | know you will excuse me when
l inform you that girl is In almost a star
wing condition; that her sister did actual.
ly starve to death last week; and that her
father cut his own throat from despera-
ton, caused by poverty and utter inabli-
ty to obtain employment
The gentleman TO whom this shocking
tale was told expressed the most unduali,
fed horror at the idea Of such a tragedy
taking place in city abouuding in
wealth. .1H.
why, tits enough to bring down the
curse Of God on our entire population, he
said, aghast' But tell me more of this
poor girl
We'll, l was about to tell you that her
father, mother and sister and herself came
over from England about niivo yva,a ago.
They woro unfortunate from their first
arrival, for the most Of their small store
of money was taken from them; and sick
ness sot in so that all that was left soon
disappeared. The mother managed in
one way and another to keep along; and
by-and-bye the girls got able to help a
little. Then the fathers health returned F.;
and. although they always seemed uu-
lucky about obtaining employment, yet
until these hard times set in they were
enabled 10 keep themselves above actual
%ant. Then as the pinch began, one
thing after another was sold until there
was not bed or bed-blanket loft in tho
house. Every means of obtaining EN-,
ployment had been vainly tried-and
whom the landlord Of the place had where
they lived, sent them word that unless
they could pay their rent on the morrow,
they must march. The fathers heart
broke; and when the light Of the next
morning streamed in at the windows Of his
comfortless home, he was found lying in
his own blood, with his throat cut from ear
to ear. The razor with which he had
done the desperate deed was still in his
hand; and bis eyes were wide open, but
dimmed by death, Before noon the
daughter died Of hunger and cold; aud
but for the la:e kindness of neighbors, the
mother and this girl would soon have
followed. This, sir, is one story, and but
one, Of those which we city folks ara Of
ten obliged TO hear iu
The gentleman who was addressed now
turned to the girl that had just make her
appearance u'a.a
'Should you like to go. with your
mother, to home in the cOnntry?' said
he.
'ohl yes. sir-very much; my poor
mother longs to be away from this dread
ful city. But how can we go?'
i viii take you home with me If your
mother will allow my wife to keep you TO
help her do her work We will pay you
fair wages, aud will board your mother
free of cost until she can find something
to do for her own support
Tears OF JOY sprang to the eyas Of the
poor girl,
May l go andtell my mother this?' she
asked.
Yes said the gentleman; and if shc
win 60 let her bring you and meet me
here at nine O'Clock tomorrow, A.. N. -
You must be punotual. and all ready for
a start. Here is something 10 help you
get ready v
The girl-her name Jane-lookad, inI
blank amazement. first at the stranger,
then at the billLa five dollar bill Had
it only been given before her father and
her sister died it had saved their lives.+-
How easy help seemed TO come now
how impossible to obtain it then. These
thc'ts moved dimlY through the mind of
Jane, as she stood staring speechlessly at
her benefactOr.
Run along, Jape;you are awake, child,
il that's what you want to know, said
Mr.. Dennis, cheerfully. if
He was delighted at the turn affairs
had taken. cmU ro tfato
Jane. now bursting into food ofpas-
siOnate tears, caught the hand Of the
stranger to her lips, and then rushed out
to the street.