The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-11-03

fallen below the be0stel woman, whose sense
Of shame and selfrespect are totally gone, whose
only thought Is how to obtain her daily grog.
See her come into the vile den, and swallow
the deadly poisonous liquor that burns her
throat with its fiery strength. She staggers out
with unsteady steps, muttering curses aud male.
dctions upon all who stand in her way. Small
children obtain draughts of rum and gin. and
staggcr and wager in imitation of their older
companions in vice and debauchery. To see
these hells all their worst aspect one should pay
them visit about the hours of ten and eleven
at night. Then they swarm with besotted crea-
lures of both sexes and all ages and colors. Then
can be heard the coarse oaths and blasphemies
and ribald jests-the fierce laugh of the cutthroat
villain and the shrieks of some poor wretched
being who is suffering under the hand of some
merciless beast. There, lying prone on the floor,
can be seen the fallen sot, lying in the disgust.
ing 6lth, and unconcious in his drunken sleep.
Around are groups playing with dirty, we'll
thumb bed cards, or thro wing Dice
But enough of such picture; and even that
is not half as horrible as the reality. Indeed,
TO do justice to such subject would exhaust
all the words of abhorrence and detestation in
the language. We can only pretend to describe
a Ntl buldll pOIbiOH VI Wuhl Chu DC bee0 At any
time.
Curiosity Seekers
used occasionally to meet with rather rough
treatment from the denizens of this benighted
region. The Missionary told me of one case
in particular. man in very respectable cir
cumstances thought he would like to see some
of the carryings-on in the lower dens of the
street. One bitter cold night in the winter he
apf hia trou ole in o< Ill
He stopped in front OF a cellar, attracted by the
sounds Of a furious merriment within. He en-
tered. The crowd of women who filled the
cellar instantly stopped their dancing and
ribalry, and the old cracked violin, which was
played by one eyed darkey also
stopped. The women gathered around him.
and, alarmed, he attempted to retire. But
they barred his way out, and, seizng him, amidst
curses and yelIs of ribaldry, they took from him
his coat, his vest, his pants, his boots and
stockings, his underclotbing, and, in fact, every
stitch he had on, in spite of his frenzled yells
and struggles. They then put on him an
old, dirty ragged shirt and pair of draw
ers. In this state they thrust him out of the
cellar. As he emerged policemen met him,
but he begged off, and started for home at
the top of his speed, reaching there wiser
man in some respects than he was before. The
foregoing is but one case of hundred similar
Ones.
The Mission.
which was organized in 1853, by members of the
Methodist Episcopal Church. has effected a
great change in the character of the street and
its euvirons. Formerly no one might enter its
precincts with lmpuniry, II he valued his life.
To be there was to render oneself a prey to muir
A. "-a -ohharv. The sounds of drunken quar-
reis and bowling imprecations filled the air from
early morning until the drunken wretches fell
into their bestial and besotted slumbers. When
the Mission was first started, even the ministers
OF the Gospel could not get entrance within its
pale to address the benighted people. They
were assailed with sticks and stones and
mud. and dead animals were hurled
at them, whilst besotted men and
women would howl out curses and impre
cations, so as to render it i'm possible to be
heard. Satan seemed let loose, and deyilishness
reigned triumphant We will give the expe-
rience OF one day, as related by the Missionary
Rev. Benjamin I. Sewell, in his interesting work
on Bedford street. He says:-"My reception In
Bedford street the first Sabbath was ANYTHING but
hattering. After giving out and, with the aid of
tne brethren around me, singing hymn, com
menced praying, but had scarcely bepun when
a scene occurred which completely spoiled this
part of the exercises, Some one having taken. a
large dog from his home In the vicinity of our
meeting, had tied an old wash-kettle To- his tail
and then started him home again. On he came
with railroad speed On, too, came the crowd
close on the heels of the dog-men, women
boys, and girls, all eager TO see the fun, and
with their yelping, shouting, hurrahing, Whist
ling, jumping, stamping, laughing, etc., making
the welkin ring.n
Through such discouragements the Mission
has pursued its unwavering course upward and
onward. Its great adversary is intemperance.
1t is not confined to the men, but even the
women and children are frequently under its
influence. Some there are whose sensual anne
titles, once formed to the taste of LIQUOR. not
even the fear of death can induce to abandon
theirrum and gin. When taken down by disease.
no inducemcnt can be powerful enough to make
them leave off taking "dhrap of the crather.r
We will here make another extract from Mr..
sewelrs work. 1t is the description of single
room and its inmates:-
''There are no chairs in the room.
and seat on the floor would not be so comfort.
aDle, ior II looks as II 1T had not been cleaned
since IL was done four years ago by order of the
Board OF Health. But here is a rickety stair
way leading to the attic, but that is occupied
Dy other families. just stand where YOU are
ana you Will see enough to show that Katy's
home Is not the most comfortable IMAGINABLE
Here Is drunken woman to commence with,
young woman who three years ago, moved in
respectable society. But, alas how fallen and
degraded now
And here Is another, an old offender. whose
bloated face and blackened eyes and ray-
covered body indicate the depth of infamy to