Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1861-04-06

what 1 used to think, as l passed her door anu
her at work; but you will find that I was sad
iy mistaken, when you hear the story which am
about to tell.
When Ann was a little girl, ten years old, she
said, land that is just rs old as Eddie and Lizzie
are now she lived in ireland with her father,
mother and brothers. You have all heard Of Ire
land; there are so many Irish people about now
Patrick and Bid1y, Rose and Mary; bnt perhaps
you do not oil know that Ireland Is q lovely green
island; so fair and beautiful with its ivy grown
walls, fresh valleys and heather bills, that years
and years ago, Il was called by the sweet name OF
Green Erin.
You will wonder why 80 many people leave this
beautiful Island 10 come here; but they have o
good reason and q sad one for coming. Some time,
IL you care to hear, l will tell you more about 1t;
but now, / must not leave Ann for 50 long q time
As I was saying, when che was ten years old,
she lived with her father, mother and brothers,
in Ireland; and 1t was then that her mother died.
ave think more of the mother than Of any one
else," said Ann, land so the family was broken
up when she died, and my brothers all came to
America. They said I should come too, but ]
would not leave my father, who, without me, must
be sad and alone, while / might, by staying, make
him comfortable and happy; so, for four years
stayed by him. l knit his stockings, mended bis
clothes, kept the little house in order and cooked
the potatoes.
'Onoe my brothers wrote asking would We both
come to them if they sent the money; but my faith
err said no. and l waited. Then they wrote again,
this time sending passage money for Two. The
letter reached me while my father was not OF
home. 1 thought how old he was growing, soon
would be too old 10 earn his living, while l, then,
hardly fourteen, was too young to work for both.
II we went to my brothers, they would take care
of him. So saying nothing to my father about it,
Thought two tickets for the Storage of the next
ship that should sail, and began TO get together
all our little property, and prepare for The journey,
When all was ready l told what / had done, and
why. He called me his good little Ann, and said /
was right. So we went on bUard tho ship"
You who live by the sea shore know the ships
very we'll; but there are hundreds of boys and
girls, living in cities or back in the country, who
have seen ships only in pictures; go l must tell
you that the great. floor at the top is called the
deck, and in this floor are square holes through
which we 60 down short steps or ladders. These
holes have covers or trap-doors to shut down over
them, and these doors are called the matches. Go
down the steps, and on one eide you reach the
cabin, quite an elegant little sitting room, With
small bedrooms opening out of it; now, beyond
this comfortable little place, you turn of into a
low, long room, rather dark and poorly fitted up;
this is the Storage.
The people who come in the cabin pay perhaps
a hundred dollars for crossing the sea, while those
in the steerage pay but thirty. All the Irish ser.
wants, men and women, who work for us, come
over in the storage; they bring their own food fol
the voyage, and take turns to cook at the stove.
There are often so many coming together thai
the stserage is but a small room for them all, and
there Is c~rowding and quarreling, and indeed &
sad. weary time all the way over. OF course, Anr
knew nothing Of ali this when she came en- board
the "Ocean Wave" with her father, one sunny Oc
: tober noon. 1t was a new, ssrangs.s tfs for her
q the women were sick, tlhe children cross and hon
= CRY, and the shiss Etched and rolled sometimes Sc
o that sassconld scarcely stand. Ann was Cheerful
$ and not unhappy. Do you want to know whyi
Q was because she had learned long ago that in en-,
, unpleasant circumstance the first thing to thin
8 is, what can 1 do to help anybody So she mad
Y tea for sick Catherine and Bridget, and arrange
o old lame Margaret's bed. fed the babies. dresse
the children, and was running oil day long fo
D somebody.
= Al last q great storm came, the waves were hig
3 and tossed the ship among them as you might to'
. a ball. The rain poured dow through the hatcl
y ways until the Captain ordered the matches to |
, shut tight, and down in the Storage il grew da
= ker than ever. The chests and boxes were tosse
about the floor as the great ship pitched anon
. the waves, and the frightened people chung to eaC
other in tie dark and cried. AT last some one fe
: the cold water creeping about her feet, and in a,
4 other minute the whole floor was covered with
Q deeper and deeper it grew, and the frightened pc
pie we're in despair. Then our little Ann wad,
D to the hatchway, and, watching for a good oppo
tunity, called to the Captain. lie came down vii
y a lantern. Put your hand on my shoulder
d stand steady, little girl" be said, "and hold II
% light for me-" And now they could see faintir
women and terrified children, while the cold so
water poured about them with every lurch of Il
ship. "You must help me, Ann" he said, al
showed Der how to rob camphor upon the faces
% llthose who had tainted, and to chat their han
and feet until they revived. And 80 il came abo
that whenever the Captain came down, his fl
70 call was for Ann, and whenever he went into Il
Ateerage, little Ann was his assistant.
1t was a long passage, even after the storm W
over. and Of the hundred and fifty Storage pa
sengers, all knew and loved little Ann. VIII,
she reached this country and found her brother
d she went out to service, and washed the dishes
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