Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1863-10-14

piuched form. and the long, straight,
black hair fell in tangled masses over
face which would have been absolutely re-
pulsive, but was redeemed by forehead
Of surprising breadth; for child. and
eyes large, bright, and black as night.
They looked larger and blacker, as she
stepped boldly up to me, and said. eye
ing my fruit, "Could'h ye be after givin
cove some'at of that fruit 3" This
sounded SO much like the independent
style of beggars in our cities, sometimes,
and so very different :" the bated breath
and humble attitude" of the tho usand
Canadian beggers one meets, that stopped
short to see what sort Of specimen of
humanity had come across; this seemed
to surprise her; she doubtless thought
would pay no attention to her remark,
and as | looked around she hung her
head a little, and said, i aint beggar,
| aint !" gave her peach, and asked
her where she lived, :" | live in the street
mostly, mother lives at the Police Station,
about all the time, guess" Where is
she now, '" l asked. She pointed with
hands over her right shoulder to an old
shed little back from the street, and
said, E" It's she, it Tam watchin!" | look
ed, and there lay the child's mother, dead
drunk! Casting look of sorrowful pity
upon the poor deserted child, | turned
away, thanking God l was not as others
are; not indeed, Pharaseeicly, but meek
ly and humbly, that 1 had been kept
from such temptation and therefore from
such sin. Winter is coming, God pity
the poor. Poverty such as the human
mind can scarcely conceive. stalks in fl.
thy rags side by side with the magnf-
cent carriages and liveried servants of the
rich and great. Crimes of the deepest
dye, which can blackcn the soul of man,
or stain the annals of any town or city,
are of daily and nightly occurrence As
the cold winter draws the cords of pov.
erty tighter aud tighter about the scken.
ing forms of hundreds of women and
children, and God move the hearts
of the rich and proud, to grant the claims
of common brotherhood, to the good
things bestowed upon them, ever remcm
bering, that mans " inhumanity to man
makes countless millions mourn" s
There lives, in an obscure street in this
city, woman whose husband left hel
some time since, to obtain work, in tn,
States. She never hears from him, anc
thinks he must have joined the army
She is very poor, and some days since
she lost her infant child by death. Sht
was unable to procure coffin, and appli
ed to a Policeman for help; he was not tn,
one to help her, and he refused. Sh,
next applied to the Mayor of the city
and he refused assistance! With hear,
almost crushed by its weight of sorrow
she returned to her desolate home fol
three long days, she watched by the deal
remains, and then neighbor. poor lik,
herself, nailed some pieces of boards to.
gcther, and assisted her to bury heI
child. When heard this poor woman
story, to my minds eye, came visions Of
rosewood caskets, lined with satin, borne
tenderly by loving hands. lest some rough
motion should disturb the slumber Of the
loved tenant the baby Is dead !-inex.
pressibly beautiful are the services-weep-
ing love renders the departed, dear-inex.
pressibly dear are the words Of sympathy
which fall upon the hearts of the afflicted ;
but. oh how inexpressibly sad. that in
whole city full, only one ready hand,
was found to come to the assistance Of
poverty in distress. Why is this distinc-
tion made? Are there not hearts as
soft, and feelings as tender, and love as
true, beneath the wrecks Of pitiless for
tune as on the upper rounds of her fckle
ladder? God hos said Of such as she,
Blessed are the pure in heart for they
shall see God" Blessed are they that
mourn; for they shall be comforted."
He will make every crooked path, straight;
every rough place, plain. He shows ne