The Shasta courier., 1869-01-09
COURIER.
A TALE OF NEW YORK.

The New York correspondent of the Chi
cago Journal gives the following interesting
story of frail one in the city of New York:
An incident, which has not yet crept into
the New York newspapers, was communicat-
ed to me by Superintendent Marvin, of the
General Detective Agency of Messrs. Marvin,
Whipple, Turner ( Co.
To begin at the beginning, as a good story
teller should. some twenty years ago phil
antbropic gentleman, while walking among
the lonely habitations of Crosby street, found
hom eless. almost Fl ;kless little girl sweep
ing crossing of rainy afternoon. She ex-
tended her red and soiled little hand for a
penny. He gave it to her. She thanked
him. Seeing, as he thought, something more
than ordinarily pretty in the blue eyes of the
little waf, the man questioned her about her
parents She answered that she had none.
Aunt Hannah" she said, gave her place
| to sleep in, and her daily search among the
slums and sewers Of the Five Points supplied
papers and rags, which she sold for enough
to keep her in food, scanty and coarse though
it was"
Will you 20 home with me?" asked the
gentleman. The little girl, whom we will
call Ki,tie, looked up into his face, and saw
it kindly, fatherly and benevolent, for her
young eyes had learned from experience how
| to tell this while serving upon the street
crossing-and she asked: Where do you
| live?" SIN Michigan" was the answer.
"Will you give me clothes, good meat and
potatoes, and bed to sleep in ?" g Yes. and
| send you to school and learn you to be
| lady," answered the man. The girl consent
ed to leave her ragged comrades and the
vitiated air of the dark and putrid streets,
and was thereupon taken to a proper place,
her skin cleaned, and hair combed out, and
her 1.-THE little body clothed in better clothes
than she had ever seen before in her life
Kttie felt like new being when she reached
her new home in Michigan, and blessed her
stars that she had met Mr.. Gardner on the
crossing. The latter person adopted the girl
and duly performed for her, to the letter, all
that he had promised. Inquiries, with a
view to finding out Kittie's antecedents, were
unavaling. Aunt Hannah, the colored wo-
man with whom she had always lived, could
only say that she had found her, one morn
ing, crying in the streets, and wandering
about seemingly lost, and no one had ever
claimed her, although a friend had inserted
an advertisement in the papers describing
her appearance and place of discovery. So
Kittie was never known by any other name
mother. Like Topsey, she ''growed up. y
But. in Michigan, she found both father and
mother in Mr.. and Mrs. G ,rdner.
Time passed, and the little estrav from
Gotham grew up to be a very beautiful wo-
man. Hair as black as coal eyes blue as
the vault of heaven teeth winter than pearl;
lips more rosy than the prairie rose form
more graceful than the girl in the dream of
poet voice that thrilled the heavens like
that of Jenny Lind-voce that had attracted
Gardner even when it first struck his ear on
the bleak sidewalks in New York
But her life had commenced in storm. and.
after basking season in sunshine, it might
close in storm.
Yesterday, continued the detective.
"there came into our Office gentleman from
Ohio. He had not slept for several nights.
His hair was unkempt, his eyes red, his voice
husky, and it trembled as he told me his
story. Four years ago Mr.. Martin-thus he
gave his name-had united his fortune for
life with young woman who seemed to be
in every way qualified to make him happy.
He loved that woman, be said. as he loved
his own life. They removed to Pennsylvania
and took up their residence in the western
part of the State, where he entered the bust
ness of a grocer. and where be soon succeed
ed in amassing competency. One year ago
Martin noticed signs of alienation in his
young wife. She was not attentive to her
home, neglected her child, was cold and
careless in her conduct toward her husband
1t was not because she was ill-treated. for
Mr.. Martin petted now as he had always
idolized his wife, and filled his house with all
the comforts that money could buy. Eyery
wish of hers was gratifed. Indeed. his
neighbors said that he spoiled her with too
much kindness. But all did not keen her
| affections to himself. A man from New York
by the name of Purcell came last summer to
pass the heated term among the mountains
He had money, a handsome face. rather pre.
possessing appearance, and a.tongue such as
Satan assumed when he spoke to Eve in Par
adise. He cast his eyes on Mrs. Martin.
With glance he took in the situation. He
correctly Judged that her heart was not in the
custody of Mr.. Martin. With Satanic in.
stinct Purcell pursued the lady She was not
hard to overtake. They met. They were
introduced. A mutual passion grew up which
| bade fair Tor foul to give good Mr.. Martin
some trouble. The season closed, and Pur.
cell came back to his city haunts and resumed
his old calling in Wall street. He left DESC
lation in Martins house in the shape of
wife whose love had been taken awav from
the only man who could legally have it in
his keeping. In few months Martin began
to suspect the direction in which his wife's
affections were going. He knew long before
they were not ebbing toward himself.
"'About a. week age, said Martin, | had
occasion to 60 to Philadelphia. transacted
my business and hastened home, bearing
some dresses and other presents for my wife.
Reaching my hoHe, met a servant at the
gate. Her face was pale. / was informed
that my wife had gone to meet me at the
Continental Hotel, in Philadelphia, and ask
ed where she was that she did not come back
with me. / had not seen her. Perhaps |
had passed her, | thought. Going to our
room, | found note, saying, in few hur-
ried words, that she had deserted me. Leay
ing our child in the care of its nurse, she had
hacked Nm her clothinr and danartad u