Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1863-08-28

L the cries oil misery are to them unheeded
q Heartless has obtained his ends, he ha
( saved few cents, but thinks not at wha
;. fearful cost.
You ask if such things exist in a Chris
! tian land, and rise your eyes in holy horro
at the thought Would to God they dit
not, but if men could only see the miser
les of the poor i'll paid woman, as they
; stitch, the whole night through for
damnable pittance they might we'll say
:. My God, can men be such viIlians?'
1t is night-dark, gloomy, sombre
night, Everywhere it is night Night
in the city, the fields and the villages
Night in the rich mans mansion, and in
the haunts of proverty. The shadows Of
night are upon all, and the busy throng
have deserted the streets. The stars, one
by one, have been extinguished by tine
| gathering clouds, and the cold night wind
whistles round the corner like the laugh
of death. No light guides the pedestri-
ans but that of the city lamps: all, all, is
wrapped in gloom.
1t is a night fit for deeds of crime, when
vice can stalk in triumph
Let us watch the entrance to that
squalid court, in which resides the victim
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along stealthily, as if she were alarmed at
her own footsteps. Ny God how pale |
she looks, as the light Of the lamp falls |
upon her face. How thinly clad, and as
the cold wind reaches through her frame. |
how she shudders and trembles. Gaze
upon her-despair is written upon her
forehead-erime has stamped its seal up
on her-she is lost-lost--lost-!'
Weary, faint, and careworn, she gath
ers her rags about her, and unable to pro-
eeed further, rests upon the marble steps
OF lordly mansion, from whence are
proceeding the sounds of mirth and mu-
sic. ------ -
1t is Mr., Heartless' house, and all
within is revelry. See, the door is open.
and Heartless himself stands on the
steps. e... ..a..fr -.-- 's..
- What do yoa want, woman is his
harsh inquiry.
To rest myself is the weak reply.
'Of with you, or | will call the po-
Iice.' e..',- ...-.s z..-. Il
She departs-staggering with weak
ness---cursing God, herself. and the
worldl' III
Wretched woman!g Life to her is
burden. .s m ... .a II
1t is night, too, upon the river. All
nature is Ill repose. The waters are dark,
silent and still See-there upon the 9
banks of the river, the same woman who 1
vas. told to move on by the Christian
merchant She gazes up to the dark sky
md then down upon the still darker wa
ers. Broken words are escaping from u
Ter lips, telling of damning deeds of pro- n
essed Christian men. 7'9 l :
Hunger, shame, starvation, low prices !
he mutters, and folding her arms she :,
;azes within the river. All around her
$ as silent as the grave, not sound
lreaks upon her ear but the whistline Of
ne wind: not footstep disturbs her me-
ltatlon, not an echo comes from the r.
treets: nothing but the wind is heard q
nd the thrObbings of her own heart :,
me stands upon the verge of the wharf ,ee
she groans bitterly-clasps her hands .,
4 prayer-gives an conclusive shudder. :
RES, Mercy, oh, God,' and then heavy j
piash--a struggling in the water, a slight
roam and all is o'erl' a e-..s-z : !.
The waters are now calm-the owner :,
the 'Shirt Manufactory' rolls in wealth
women are still forced to chose between ;,
HAME and STARVATION Mr.. Heartlessl !,
I'LL, buys 'eheap shirts'-the Africans i
re still furnished with blankets and fan n
Ell; but God who seeth all things, will in a
lis own good time, give unto all their :
sward :"