, 1869-08-13
NUMBER 80.
A STORY OF REAL LIFE.

/ YOUNG LADY LEAVES HER HOME AND EN-
TIERS UPON LIFE OF sHANE-TRUTn
STRANGER THAN FICTION.
There are mauy in this city who may re-
member q certain young lady named A
Pills, who Was the belle Of the different
parties given at Union Hall, two years since,
by the Hawthorne and Nereus Boat Club So.
cieties She was of surprising beauty. Her
form was queeuly. She dressed in elegant
style and with exquisite taste Her complex
ion is alabaster her hair raven black, flowing
in natural ringlets. Her voice is superb. Her
accomplishments are varied she can sing
with ease and skill the most difficult music
Of the best masters. She has hnishSd ed.
ucation and could 6ll and adorn any station
in life. She has q parentage the most ro>
spectacle in our city. Their honor and
repute, until lately, have been without stain.
Apparently happy in her home and Virtuous
and modest, she left her fathers house one
evening 10 attend private party. She never
returned to her home again Her absence
was the cause Of great distress. Months
passed and no knowledge of her was obtained
The gentleman who accompanied her to tho
party stated that he had left her at her OWE
gate, after she had bid him good night.
SHE MEETS HER FATHER
One evening about the middle of last
March, the lather of tie unfortunate girl saw
his daughter emerging, thickly vailed, from
a restaurant on Washington street. His 6rst -
impulse was to rush forward and clasp his
daughter to his heart. Restraining his pater-
nal feelings, however, he resolved to follow
| her and lparn If f,opsihla ho, a. oP
dence. Lightly she glided over the pave>
ment, little thinking that the parent she
loved SO well was tracing her footsteps, his
eyes fixed upon her form needing not the
pasSerby who rudely jostled him as he hur-
ried along. She entered a large building on
Kearny street near Bush, tie almost crazed
father rushing blindly after her. She heard
him on the stairs; she turned and her eyes
met his, and with one wild, thrilling scream
she fell insensiGle upon the floor of the carr
peted hall. lie raised her enderly in his
arms and kissed her pale, white cheeks, and
with large, scading Tears coursing down his
face he pressed her again and again to his
heart. The landiady had heard the scream
and now came into the hall inquiring the
cause of the unusual noise. With her as
NlStouNS NiS luSChSlOtS Slll wac COuNcJCu w
her room, aud by the administration of prop.
er restOratives recovered consciousness. Slow.
ly she opened her eyes and her gaze rested
upon the face of her father. He bent over
her, murmuring in heaH-broken, accents
d" Nv daughter, oh my daughter !" Her
suow-whiie arms are thrown around his neck
aud she kisses him again and again.
she REFUSES TO RETURN HOME.
The landlady withdrawa from the room
probably she thinks of the time when she
had father to love, protect and care for
her, and her heart melts at the tender scene
she has Just witnessed. My child, my
child" asks the father, "why did you leave
your home, your poor broken hearted mother
and your tender old father, who loved you
better than life 7" She answers not her
arms are still around his neck, and her head
is resting upon his bosom. Questions are
useless in regard to the cause Of her leaving
home and friends, and why she entered up
on life so full of shame and remorse. Deaf
to ali entreaties she refuses to look upon the
face of the mother who bore her, aud those
to whom she is still dear To one she has
but one answer v can never return home,
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murs, while his utterance is almost choked
with sObs: 4" My child, would rather SEQ
you dead than here" Bnt tears and sobs
are of no avail; she firmly refuses to return
home, and SO the poor old man leaves her. o
God what agony must be his as be passes
down that carpelel hall, where the shaded
lights cast their beams upon his uncovered
head. What intense misery must be his to
think that he goes from that house leavinga
daughter whom for nineteen years he has
uorshinad behind him Ipa vino hpr IN a lifa
which is but a mockery of death. But the
mvstsrv of. her course What led her IN
fing away the great Gifts God gave her.
how she came to know Of that waY of life !:
what her first wrong step was who aided
her in her bad descent; why she does rot fy
from the life she evidently ioathes, and end
rafuga in the home of her childhood-to her