Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-10-07
VICISSITUDES OF LIFE.
A WOMAN RESCUED FROM 4 LIFE OF SHAME

form, was the cynosure of many eyes. His
attire. bearing and tout ensemble denoted that
he belonged to the uppermoss walks OF So
ciety His entire baggage consisted OF an
elegant, large valise, with which he betook
himself to hotel near by the depot. lie
had no sooner been assigned quarters than he
asked for directions to the Office of the Chief
of Police Upon his arrival there he inquired
of the officer on duty whether register of
the resident fast women was kept in that
office. Receiving reply in the negative, he
asked the officer whether he knew person IN
this city, leading lewd life, who styled herself
Lucille D'Aunagne. The officer being a
married man, of course, would not be apt to
know any such characters, and he SO informed
the distinguished looking individual My
dear sir" said the stranger in very broken
English, with an unmistakable French &C
cent, 81 am in great distress. For one whole
wear have | travelled over this coast in search
of that person, and it is needless for me to
add. without success. She is my sister and
was led astray by young man belonging to
one of the best families in San Francisco
He is now in Europe, and all my passionate
appeals to him for clue to my ruined sister
have been treated with contemptuous silence
Two wears ago, my mother, sister and l came
from France where we have large estate, to
influential letters of introduction, which gave
us the entree to the so-called best society OF
that CITY, and in that good society my un
fortunate sister met the destroyer OF her
good name, and, [ am sure, her happiness
After We had been in the city ten months my
sister disappeared from the Palace hotel,
where we were stopping, one night, ana L
have not seen her from that moment to this
one When the young man, to whom L have
referred, was asked about her, he did Not
deny being cognizant of her place OF abode,
but he would not enlighten our mother or me.
advertised in the papers, but that did not
avail me much, for l never received a reply.
You see the Grape on my haiti we'll am
mourning for my poor mother who died from
grief and a broken heart, six months ago.
Last week | met friend at Eureka, who in
formed me that he had seen person in Car
son closely resembling my sister, whose pie
ture he had seen in my possession. He
stated that he had telegraphed to me in San
Francisco, but being absent from the city,
did not receive the telegram l lost no tllae
in coming here, and here l am | know the
poor, misguided girl is leading an immoral
life but it is my duty to rescue her. Can
you advise me ? " The officer was greatly af-
fected by the sad tale land especially the pathetic
manner in which it was related. He did not
much relish the idea of assisting in the search
for Lucille, but he volunteered to find man
who knew the ms and outs of the !places
where the girl would likely be met with, if in
The city The necessary guide was soon found
and with the promise of reward should the
mission prove successful one, ne started
upoh the search with the stranger. But as
the brother unfortunately had no picture of
his sister with him, it was found necessary to
90 through the whole immoral portion of the
city. Every house was visited and the
''girls" trotted out, but Lucille was not
among them. After searching high and low
without finding the object of his search, the
stranger, with unmistakable signs of despair
imprinted on his countenance, suggested that
the matter be dropped, as he fel. confident
that his sister was not in this city. The guide
intently gazed at the despairing man, and
violently scratching his head, said, " There's
one more little dive near Glenn Berrys house,
we haven't bin to; maybe she's there; les go.
Like drowning man who grasps at straw,
the stranger followed his guide. They ap-
preached little two-room den in the neigh
borhood stated, and entered it. The noise
oecasioned by their entrance brought very
pretty girl from the back room, who, upon
seeing the stranger, gave one hysterlcal shrek,
and dropped to the floor in a swcon. Behind
the traces of want, dissipation and remorse,
the stranger recognized his sister. The guide,
a fellow we'll known here, received his re-
ward, and was dismissed. What followed we
we are unable to state but on Sunday night
the brother and sister were at the depot and
nrocured tickets for San Francisco. This Is
indeed, a rare instance of brotherly devotion
NEW CANDIES, FANCY GROCERIES,
ETC.
Jerome Ivancovich has just returned from