The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1880-12-08
: NO. Is.
PAGE In TNE B0GK CT LIFE.

|. Some gricfs gnaw deep; some woes are o
b hard TO bear,
;sssWho knows tie past; aid who can judge
"a us right!
. An article appeared IN one of tho
Sunday papers few weeks ago, which
a3proved a most delicious sauce piquaRte
Etc the afternoon meal of many Of our
scitizens, chronicling, among other
Fittings, one Of our local events tho
sdemise Of an unfortnnate lady who
Flowed "not wisely, but too well. y =.
sSAlas! since then this little burg has
Alheen the scene ofeven sadder story.
Esurely, if mans inhumanity to man
!smakes countless thousands mourn,
e@then mau's cruelty to woman must
smake the angels weep. :. s
q About three years ago a young lady
Iaof our town became engaged to u
atradesman of good family, but disco
Ilnte hvbits. Trusting to .epower of
awoman's love to reclaim him from the
ddownwara paths to which he seemed
Christening, the marriage was consum-
|Hmated. For a few months all went
|dwelI; then, just when a new solemn
3liope dawned in the young wife's
sheart, the old habits re asserted them
Sselyes, stlonger for their temporary
suppression. iai49, 9st
q But who can fa,hom the depths of
eswomall's love9 Weakened by priva,
Etion and neglect, humiliated by abuse,
NHope, that pearl in sorrows cup, was
Hstill her guiding star. s =,
n Alas why continues Let kindly
kellarity cover up the long years of Ia
Ebor and hardship which have inter-
Hvened between then and now. Years
Hdnring which she solicited work from
Edoor to door, that she might earn the
S wherewithal to support, not only the
Hdrnnken husband, but the little ones
who had been the only CLEAN of sum
Eshine in her desolate life; the little
Zones whose birth she had looked for.
! ward to, hoping that the prattle of
Hbaby voices might turn the erring IA
3 ther back, that tiny baby hands might
Ssspoint the way to uprishteousness and
Hintegrity.
II This hope proved as fallacious as
Hthe others that had blossomed in her
heart, and one day tho unhappy wo-
man awakened to the Knowledge that
|one of her treasures was fading. with
8the flowers. Then began the terrible
Ebattie between poverty and love. All
Eday she labored and tailed, all night
Hshe spont beside the bedside Of her,
Edarling, soothing the pain tossed form,
Ecooling the parclied lips. and listening
Ewith breaking heart to the approach.
ling footsteps Of the dark Angel Of
EDeath. stiJ $500 81
q All, we'll !! the end came all too soon,
EEand one more was added to the bright
Egalaxy Of heaven. There she lay,
Ehnshed in an awful Stiffness, the cur
Hved lips just parted in smile, as il,
Hthe spirit of the child still lowered
Enear. Kind friends had robed tIeil
Htle form as if it slept, and laid within
1.-THE stilled hands sweet flowers, those
forget me-nots Of the angels, fit em-,
/ blems Of the little life which, like them,
+ bloomed but to die.
ii While the mother kuelt beside this.
Eprecious darling of her heart, the faith
Fer, maddened by drink, reeled in, and
Nregardless of her sorrow, unawed By
Ethe presence Of the awful majesty of
Edeath, inflicted q merciless castigat:on
Eupon the broken hearted unhappy wo-
Eman. SEQ ,sss 1..sf "a
81 This, in a country where. men or.
i sganize themselves into societies for
Ethe prevention Of cruelty to animals
Eforgetting that higher order Of animals
Eof whose sex their mothers are. s.#1 III
q Who can blame her for the finale?
THE crushed spirit rebelled at last,
'Band with the one little sone left her,
,Ethe mother fed. .. 81
3 All, friends who deserves tile most
Epity she who, with the little one that
never saw the light, pissed into paths
Hof glory, or the one who. with her baby.
bat her breast, goes enveloped IN the
+ shadow of mighty sorrow, friendless
,EkSand alone, into the heart of a great.
Getty, there to take up the burden of
f'life, and fight IL to the bitter endf
F. Penelope in Donaldsonville Chief.
ia MAIL Coach BURNEp.--We learn
Sfrofn passengers who arrived yester.