Weekly Trinity journal., 1869-03-20
A Sad Story.

Wednesday evening the attention of the police
was called to a man and woman, who were lying
in the grove ON the bank of Walworth run, back
of Jennings avenue. On reaching the place,
the police found the man and woman lying on
the ground in the gold night wind. The man
was somewhat intoxicated, enough so to make
him oolivious to the fact that his guilty COM
panion was absolutely freezing 70 death as she
lay on the ground. The woman was drunk to in
sensibility. She was taken to house and revived
by the fre, and then transferred 10 the station.
The mans name was Robert Yuill, and about
him there is nothing to distinguish him from the
scores OF others whose tastes lead them in the
same shameful path. The woman, it turns out,
has history-as sad a one as may be heard IN
many day. When she recovered conscious
ness, she gave her story in fragments, stopping
now and then as the tale brought back to her
the happiest scenes of her life in such.contrast
with her present fallen state as to make speech
impossible. At these times she would beat her
breasts and cry in moaning tone, 'Oh me
What is'the use? What is the usef' Then, with
little encouragement from the officer she would
resume her narrative. She is known here as
Fanny Wilson, and is an inmate of notorious
bagnio on Hill street. She came here alone
about three weeks ago. On Wednesday Yuill
came to the house where she was staying and
invited her out. She went with him, both got
police would undoubtedly have ended her mis-
erable life in the drunken debauch. Fannie
Wilson is not her name, however. Before the
war she belonged to one of the first families OF
Macon, Georgia. Her father was Major Wilson,
afterward of the Confederate army. She married
Mr.. Frank Jones, and they were in possession OF
one of the fest plantations in that neighborhood,
in affluent circumstances, loved and respected
by large circle of friends. Then came the
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penniess Her father went into the rebel army,
her husband supported the fortunes of jeff Da-
Wis, until finally they bad no fortune of their
own. Then the father lost his life, and Mr.
Jones and wife removed to Massachusetts, and
engaged in a small business. But misfortune
still followed her, and finally, utterly discour-
aged and heart-broken, she left her husband and
came West Temptation beset her on every
hand, and want stared her in the face. She did
as many another has done, and took the step
there no retracing. Coming to this city, she en-
tered the 1agnio mentioned, where she had been
living on miserably for the three weeks or so.
Mrs. Jones is intelligent, and has been well ed
ucated. She shows even in the company OF the
low inmates of the station, than whom she is
now no better, the unmistakabe proofs of better
culture and associations. Her conversation is
pleasant and intelligent, but her sense of degra-
dation is of course the more accute because OF
her early advantages, and she will not talk long
on any subject without breaking utterly down
and moaning piteously over her fate Thurs
day morning she sent from the central station a
note to the mistress of the house.where she had
been living, asking that ten dollars, which had
been left there might be sent her to pay her fine,
and protesting with much humility that she was
sorry she had been drunk, and that she would
never do so again. She would have no shelter
or money, after paying her fine and being re.
leased from prison, and she humbly prayed the
mistress of that den of sin not to shut her ou,
into the streets. The name she goes by here
Fannie Wilson, is probably her maiden name
come of the poor outcast when relieved from
prison, no one knows. She has brother in
Idaho, who has asked her to come there, but she
has no means.-Cz Cleveland Herald