The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-09-21

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will herself pass to her last home in the
city.
4 sick mans lady friend wrote!
4" Please let me come" And when his
friends thotight the die was cast; they
consented to his sumrnoning her.
Boldly she laid aside her hat, pushed
back her hair, and forcing smile to her
lips, entered the room. Some of his
male friends stood outside on the door
steps to inquire how the dear old boy
is getting along"
The keeper of a house of ill-fame on
Gayoso street, dared the loss of "busi-
ness" dared the desertion of her place
by all but one of its inmates, to nurse
faithfully to the end one who was to her
a comparative stranger, but whom
chance had brought plague-stricken to
her door.
These are a few of hundreds. Mothers
have made their sons leave town, and
then, relieved apparently of all alarm,
have sunk down to die. Wives absent
have returned against positive orders and
wishes of their husbands, preferring to
die with those they love rather than to
suffer the suspense away.
God in his mercy has sent these
ministering angels to make us forget for
time the horrors of wholesale death,
and contemplate in them the glory and
beauty of better world.
Miss d. Murdoch, the volunteer nurse
who was awarded a gold medal for
valuable services in Shreveport during
the epidemic Of 1873, arrived yesterday
from Milwaukee, Wis, and reported to
the Rev. DR.. Harris, of st. Mary
(EpiscopaD Church, for duty.
Memphis Avalancne
Father Maher, who died yesterday
morning, is the fourth Of the priesthood
that has been carried away.
Men, delirious, rush from their rooms
into the street.
Charleston's thirty-One nurses came on
time yesterday, and are now on duty.
Mr.. James A. Barron, an old and
trusted citizen of Savannah, Ga, ar
rived yesterday with thirteen nurse
from the Forest City" of Georgia:
They were put on duty by the Towards
at o'clock last night.
Extract of Letter from Sister of St. Mary.
You cannot imagine the utter desola
ton of the city tonight. They say
there is nothing before Memphis than
the fate of Grenada, multiplied in horror
by the numbers that cannot get away
| sent to the Towards tonight for q
negro woman to help Sister Thecla in the
care of our sick persons. The answer
was, "Twelve applications unanswered
before yours" We found three persons
to-day 1.-TWO fever cases-one woman
alone in houses without any attendant
whatever. | have spent my day in
doing what ] could for five people at
once, with one visit from the doctor, and
positive refusal from the negroes to
enter the rooms "for any money" Yes
terday morning | was called at five to
go to one of the Church Home managers
whose husband had Just died in his of
flee at the railroad depot. | found her,
without a person but the officials,
who were utterly at q loss what
to do with her, in the outer Office, while
! the body lay in the inner room. You
cannot imagine how dreadful the con-
trast was between the signs of business,
the scattered keys and tickets all around,
and the hurry and roughness of that
burial. They meant to be kind, but
every moments delay was periling their
lives, and they would not even wait till
| could send for Mr.. Harris, who was out
of the immediate city with dying man.
Somehow or other | managed to make
the poor wife put on her linen travelling,
dress, there was nothing else at hand,
oh g L
mourning for Shelleyw A negro
woman came in and gave her
an old Grape veil, and one of the
ticket-agents and / half carried hel
down to the common waiting room
where we sat while they hurried the
body into a coffin. ] shall never forget
her shrieks when they struck the coffin
against the stair post. A few of the
Masons came with us, and she and
were the only women whom | saw near
the depot or the graveyard. A gentle.
man read few prayers from my book
and hurried us away from the grave, say.
ing that the funeral service and the two
carriages were against the law. In truth
most of the funerals are wholly unat-
tended-a rough box and an open cart
are often all that can be had. | met one
moment ago, as | came home.
They have just brought in little boy
whom some of the HOwards found in a
room with two women-one dying, one
dead. We took off his clothes, and
dropped them into the CRATE, and him
into bath, before we remembered that
we had nothing to put on him but a
little flannel nightgown. Mr.. Harris
came, and said that he would probably
have the fever before morning, and that
he would baptize him at once. So we
took him to the chapel barefooted and in
his nightdress, and baptized him-poo1
little thing-without much thought OF
the very incongruous, and nothing more
so than the dull, quiet way in which We
say and hear the usual morning saluta
ton, " How many more to-day?" One
of the doctors died to-day.