Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1863-06-26
From the Golden Era.
THE POOR rE wsyf E:xE WITH rE Az
sr MAat MORRIS xrsrs .

| H pr NARY NORRIS xrsrs. Ag
"severai Of the weathiest Of NewYotk have put.
| to airs. G.H Mcclellan. Not only have comfort ana
been consulted but richness and taste com
adorn the walls marble statues geam in the nichss;
splendid chandeliers hang IRON the ceilings and the eel.
lar Is stocked with the choicest winss"Nsse iork pa
per. &. ....t .,.ag Nr-~. r.s aaa ta sgss.i Fl!
/" Amt there just one little bit Of bread,
mamma Oh! lam SO hungry !" The wan
face was lifted plendingy to the pale mother
who could only answer IN tones Of despair.
No my Jemmy, poor darling, not sin.
gle crumb is left; can't you 60 to sleep, my
child; then you will not feel hungry. See,
Maggie is asleep already. Try, won't you
dear y ........a. ....-.r.s - ...t. ..aa
"Oh Mother can't sleep when am 40
hungry Aud since you sold the blanket il
is SO cold " a..sra . ..g.s as.s..gt gsI
just at that moment the door was thrown
open, and in rushed n boy about ten years Of
age, who flung himself at his mothers feet,
weeping bitterly and crying u #IsJ
g" Mother couldn't get anything! They
all drove me away when told thcm father
had been killed in the war Oh | / couldn't
get even penny, and We are all starving ~
The cold wind shrieked and howled out.
side that miserable tenement house and the
snow came drifting in through the broken
window and shattered door There was no
ii upon the hearth with CHEEKY blaze to dis.
pei the dismal shadows that twilight was
deepening upon the dscolorcd walls /; or to
impart warmth to tho wrctched group gath.
cred within. Bitterly fall the mothers tears
upon her helpless, starving children, and in
the agony of her heart; prays to God tn take
them all to lllmsef Star, ing IN the midst
OF all the riches Of great city yet this is
the family OF n volunteer who fell in the SER
vice OF his country. . 49,. So 49,.
A weary, disappointed woman walks slow
" away from the city post office. In her
hand she holds an open letter, and tears fill
her eyes az she murrnurs: Thank God he
Is still safe but oh what am to doy No
money no work Tomorrow | she'll be
,ur,'ed into the street, for | cannot pay the
Ientl Poor John, he was so grieved that he
could not send me some money, but they
have not been paid off yet. am glad he
does not know my trouble, but oh I what
snail do? No money! No work ~ This is
the wife of volunteer in the service Of his
country ... .. v.. y..
MY God! my God! have pity upon us /!
Oh my children, we are alone, all alone in
the world {" The newspaper fell from her
trembling fingers, but her eyes remained fix
ed upon that one aame, in that terrible list Of
slain in the last battle. Poor mother, alono
with three little children; IN feeble health.
not able to work without dollar in tho
world, where shall she look for comfort or
support? Her husband fell fighting for his
country! ~.
rude pine coffin is being rapidly driven
to the pauper's burying ground. No mourn
er follows ii to the grave; no friend drops
upon it the tear OF aflcctlonatc remembrance.
The e'l'aciated form within that coffin was,
but few short years ago, young blooming
girl, who left her comfortable country home
to follow the man TO whom she had given
her hand and love, and with whom she had
lived in humble contentmrnt until tho voice
OF war awokc the land then the patriotic
husband lett his wife In answer to the rall,
aud went forth with her blessing to give tho
strength Of his manhood to lhe cause Of lib.
erty ard right. Long months Of misfortune.
disease and anxiety have accomplished their
work. There, in that rude pine coffin lies
the wife, while the volunteer husband fights
ior his country. ." ''@'
A young man pale and i'll, lies upon bed
in lonely room, slowly yielding his life to
unrrlentng disease. His left. hand, white
and Tim. rests lisllcssiy upon the counter
pane; but for lis mate the right, you look
III vain. Months ago, upon a Southern bat
tic field, while firmly claspn2 Union mus.
kct, Il cruel ball from the traitor cannon, tore
1t from the arm Of that strong, brave soldier.
lie survived the necessary surgical operation,
! hut lived to be weak, crippled creature, with
strength, hope, spirit, forever gone. Honor.
ably discharged iiom the service, he return.
ed to his native city to die in poverty and
obscu,ity, receiving lIom men humble and
obscure as himself, charity to sustain his
: feeble life SO long as it shall continue. Ue
served his country faithfully and well. yet
here he lies. ~. .an
I It must go Martha! The old homestead
where we have lived SO long. il must 20 -
All for the want Of few hundred dollars to
raise the mortgage on the place Poor Jo.
seph he must not know it. now he cannot
, help us. Poor boy it would break his heart
to see his old father and mother turned from
their home but We must 60, wife, We must
g"!' The brave young son. sole support Of
this aged couple is away, fighting FOR his
e country.
Oh ph lan'hropy Of wealth. that passcth
the doors Of the lowIy and suffering to rear
! not, are your gifts to be bestowed only where
Fame's b'azen voice pro, laims hctol II
your gold to be lasished on the great and
renowned, whose sacrifices for liberty have
! not been tiihe to those made In humber
!, spheres. where hope Of gain or glory have
not been the motives prompting m n to yield
/ their all for their conn,ry's goody Must
pure. lofty patriotism in lowly life be sufY red
! to remain in actual want, and suffering.
: while the services Of the great and high, are
7 richly rewarded and lauded to the skies!
} Ohy thousands Of dollars expended for
useless Injuries, for one true, loving wife OF
our patriot soldier, how many weary, aching
], hearts OF wives equally truc and loving,
y might thou have relieved! How many
. homes, where want and suffering reign,
might have been made comfortable by .
portion sent in timely charity. Of the vast
sum lavishcd upon "palatial residence r. ~
i A ludicrous circumstance is told arising
from the Scottish corruption Of the word to
dambrod." Two ladies' Of that country went
\ to London shoD where tahl.closLs' .-...