The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-10-04
NEW oRLEANs, SUNDAY. OCTOBER 4. iess.
A RolrANCE OF A oARRET-

even of one of those houses-the changes
they have seen, the rOmances that have
been enacted within their walls.
We heard Of an instance where AH@one,
the loom WA constantly going on IT. neiay
progress in an up stairs room, and piano
In the downstairs. One of the weavers, as
the old. Old st4IY goes, fell in love with .
well-educated lady, whose father, on her
persisting to marry him, discarded her 1t
was hot till his death that she received one
penny from him; tAsn he relented; and the
poor Ell1, -wIIn hur nuscsurif5 OUSsad UICen
laugh over the strange sadventures she had
had I'M her time ofp0verty. One was very
amusing She went into q shop in the
neighbOrhood of her residence and asked
for Q pennyworthr of onions. The mistress
of the shop looked aghast: p tast'N'
owe don't sell them, llnarm.Oi
The lady seeing plenty hanging up
thought the woman must be mad, so she
returned to- her husband, who, on hearing
"Why, my. dear, you should have asked
for ingans."aiii 'ft;E i'i..Sv2 ~ =
But all this is going away from my story
was saying the house was large, and re-
specially though huri1bly tenanted, and let
in floors. The parlors were inhabited by
man and his wife who turned their window
to advantage in the shape of q display of
sweets and l,aberdashery and a lot of dirty
little ragamuffins were commonly to he
seen holding their farthings up for sweets,
much to the discomfort of the poor little
wretches who had nothing to expend IN
luxuries. At the time we are glancing at
the house, there is little fellow asking in
a most unintelligible manner for n far.
thingswOrth of them ere rummy things"
which, upon looking in the direction of his
finger, prove to be sugar-stars and fishes.
At the same time we notice a respectfully
dressed child sitting behind the counter,
looking extremely happy, and upon asking
who the little dark-eyed creature is, we
learn from the good natured old people
thatthey really do not know, but had sent
about the neighborhood to see if any one
knew her. 1t eventually appeared that the
little thing had strayed some distance from
home, and seeing the sweets temptingly
arranged, went iii and SHIELD out her tiny
hand, lisping at the same time for "feetys."
But again to our story. The first-foor is
tenanted by respectable widow OF the
name of Brown, and her son, who has sup
: ported his mother since the death of his
peer father. Mrs. Brown Is clean, neat
Little woman she has, or, as che persists in
saying, enjoys" bad health but withal
she is ever ready to do q kindness for any
one.
In the second floor live two raw natives of
the Emerald Isle, who go out charing, and,
if at home, are usually to be seen either
standing with arms akimbo at the open
street door, or lolling half out of window.
Things have never gone on quite right
since they took the apartments. There 1s
sure to be a quarrel on the Saturday about
the stairs, Mrs. MacMullen always declar.
ing, and sure wasn't it meself that cianed
the stairs the last week, and that drunken
man upstairs always bringing the dirt In
Sure it was Miss Aliens place always tt
clane the stairs after the dirty spalpeen."
But must tell my readers who this Miss
Allen was. She with her father inhabited
the fourth story of this spacious house, o.
what might be called the garnet. Poo
thing she had lost her mother two month";
- back, the poor creatures death being &C
CELEBRATED by the evil ways of him who has
sworn at Gods altar to cherish and prOtec
her. How had he kept his vowsf b.
pretty well starving his wife, while h
went and spent the money she SO hardl.
earned.
Mrs. Allen was one of those amiable, un
complaining women, who pass away froI
the earth without n murmur, and she lei
only one to weep over the sad loss, tina
was her now desolate daughter, Annie
Annie was in her eighteenth year-a pale
fragile looking creature, that seemed, lik
her mother, to be sinking into an untimel
grave. Her father was seldom at home
and when he was, 1t was only In state {
terrible drunkenness, when he would abus
the poor hard-workipg girl till she wa
forced to 60 downstairs, and seek protectio
from Mrs. Brown, the widow on the first
floor, who, since the poor girls mother ha
died, had been quite mother 20 her.
poor girl would take her work and he
spoonful of tea to put into the widows tea
pot, and then forget for time her terribl
troubles. Mrs. Brown had a son, and Alfre
not only bore the name of son, but i
reality was what he, professed to be
most sober, industrious young man of two
and-twenty. He would generally spen
o his evenings at home, and amuse his moths
and Annie sometimes with book, at oths
times by his intelligent conversation. Il
took great interest in the poor orphan
whose education had been terribly n,
elected, and at last offered to give her a fe
lessons in reading and writing, which kline
ness the poor girl readily aud thankful
accepted; though many a time she had (
sit and work through the long hours of IL
night to make up for lost time--lost, tn
- is, to ceaseless stitching. This and Ia
heavy troubles began to wear upon the POI
uirl: she got more sicklY and fragile ever