Daily union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1865-1866, 1866-03-02
ONE MORE UNFORTUNATE.


Tie Mobile Register tells the following sad
story Of an unfortunate woman recently
found on the streets of that city in dying
condition. 1t is fearful story, and should
serve as warning:
Her parents came 10 this city when Mary was
child, from Montreal. Lower Canada, and her
father being man Of eminent qualifications, en-
tered into business and gave this, has only child.
all the advantage Afforded by the best schools in
the North. At the age Of seventeen she visited
Niagara Falls, and was left at that great summer
resort by her parents in the hands Of friends,
while they visited Lower Canada. During their
absence, Mary attended the grand balls given
nightly al the Cataract House, and was dazzled
with the glittering array Of fashion and splendor
surrounding her. Among her many admirers was
n young man Of gay and dashing manner and fas-
cinating appearance. He had known Mary and
her parents for many years. I'D set his heart on
the girl but her parents rej eeted HIM ms suitof
for her hand and he lost no opportunity 70 secure
interviews with her in their absence. On this oc-
casion Mary, N an unguarded moment, snrren,
dered herself TO him, and they ,eloped. The old
story now follows. He plighted his honor 10 make
her his wife. but il was only the frivolous word Of
q heartiess deceiver, soon TO be disregarded and
forgotten.
Of the North, and, driven TO want and despera-
tion she became public courtezan: After years
of suffering and ptivation she made her way home
10 this city, the scene Of her bright and happy
childhood. She had fallen 10 the lowest depths of
degradation, but fortunately her parents left Mo
bile shortly after their affection, and returned to
Canada,.and they have never LAID eyes on their
unfortunate daughter since they imprinted the
parting kiss on her fair young brow at Niagara.
Such Is the story Of this miserabie outcast. who
terminated her wretched career on Tuesday night
Was she an object ofcharityy Let her own words
plead for her:
Tell me what is done 10 the man
That tempts and riots in a woman's fall?
Does his father curse him-is be scorned by all
NrN h. fol fc sxatr inns
Or thoughtleEs women who humOr their whiln,
Young bl0Od-wild oats-a dashing young man
They'll soon forget il in him.
But pity and pardon-who are you,
That talks of pity and pardon TO meY
What want Is justice, justice, sirs
Let both be punished, or both 90 free.
II il be on a woman such shame fell,
What is IL ON n MANI now come, be Just.
Remember she falls through her love for him,
And be through his selfish lust.
What had to gain by a moments sin.
To weigh in the scale with my innocent years
My womanly shame, my menial name,
Ny fathers curse, my mothers tears
The love Of a man. IL was something 10 give;
Was it worth its-the price was my soul paid
Did gaia souI-hs soul in exchange?
Behold me- here on the town.
1 met his coach on the street tother day.
Dashing along on the sunny side,
With a liycried driver on the box:
And lolling back in her lisless pride,
The wife of his bosom took the air
She was bought in the marts where hearts were
sold.
/ gave myself away for his loye,
She sold herself for his gold.
Cling TO them, ladies' and shrink from me-
Call me opprobious names, if you will
The truth Is bitter: do you think have lied p?
Pm harlot, yes, but I'm "a woman still
God said Of old. 20 n woman like me,
Go, sin no mere" or your Bibles lie:
But you. and such you, mingle his merciful
words
With go and sin till you die.