The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1880-08-26

| "And, with last weeping embrace, he
was off for prison, while she slipped
/ quietly out of court and disappeared.
"But the Internal major pursued the
wife as remorselessly as he had betrayed
/ the husband. Acting under his secret
orders. the gang Stunned. bounded and
I maltreated her, and finally turned her
/ out of the wretched Five Points rookery
which she had occupied with number
of them.
''Sho was without money and reputa-
ton, nliserably sick, and the weather was
snowy and cold. Nevertheless, she made
hard fight for it, occupying any shelter
that she could beg, day after day, and
night after night, and seeking ceaselessly,
persistently, to obtain honest employ
ment.
| .'But it was all in vain. She had no
/ character, by way of recommendation, to
start with, SO the major and his creatures
| gave her one. At every shop, store, fac
tory or household that she applied to for
work, it was but to find that she had been
forestal!ed by information, secretly sup
| piled, concerning her criminal anteced-
ents, which eflectually set to naught her
claims and supplications.
''At last she was desperate, hopeless,
without friend, and in this pitiable
| plight was found one evening crouching
under one the high stoops in the neigh
| borhood of the Central Park, by police
man, who gruffiy ordered her away, and
advised her to seek nights lodging at
the nearest station house.
"But she gave no heed to his advice
perhaps being half crazed with her suff-
ering-but, wrapping her baby still more
tightly under her poor, thin shawl, limp
ed away through the fast falling snow,
and entered the park.
"Out in the snow, under the bare trees,
in among the leafess, rustling shrubs,
away up through the hillocks, did she
wander in the hfeless, deserted park,
which then must have seemed wilder
ness, indeed, but more acceptable, more
inviting, than the peopled, but heartless
streets, from which she fed, with hun
ger in her body and despairing misery in
her SOUL No one could interfere with
her there, or hunt her down, or bid her
to move on, or laugh at her, or taunt her
with her past wickedness and present
| friendlessLess.
"Faster and faster fell the binding
snow, but it seemed to touch the earth
softly and tenderly, affording her the
covering and shelter that humanity had
| refused. 1t was bitter cold, and she tore
her shawl into strips to more thoroughly
cover up her child, while rendering her
own poor shoulders defenceless to the
shivering wind.
'"Ihen she huddled closely against
rock to keep off the drift, and cuddled up
about the child as near as she could creep.
And then, after the storm had slackened,
the moon came out and looked pityingly
on the loflofn PAIR.
'The drift whirled faster and faster
over them to complete its work; and then
at last poor Jenny, the worlds forsaken
waif, fell asleep forever under the soft,
white mantle of the snow, which, like
Charity's, covers each year such multi
tudes of sins.
''Ihe Park policeman found her on the
following morning, at a spot about two
hundred yards north of the Seventh av-
enue entrance, frozen stiff. No stone
ever marked her grave, and a four line
newspaper paragraph, with side head
ing, Unknown Woman Found Dead in
Central Park, was the only notice taken
| of her death.
1.-THE child was found still alive and
moving on thepuissless bosom that would
| nourish it no more; bat it also died on
the third day thereafter from the effects
of the exposure, and that was the last of
them.
Scarcely a week after this event,
Harnden was set at liberty, and it chanc-
ed that l was the first acquaintance he
met on his return to the city. / should
haYe mentioned that I had known him
from his boyhood, had deplored his evil
courses, rejoioed in his promised reform,
and was now anxious that he should not
be tempted to go back upon his good
resolutions, while dreaded the effect
that would be produced upon him by the
news of his wife's and baby's pitiful
death, of which was certain he was as
yet totally ignorant.
"My own duties had taken me away
from the city during the greater part OF
his Imprisonment, or should certainly
have endeavored to in some measure be-
friend the poor creatures, the particulars
of whose miserable fate, as I have just
described to you, ] had only myseli learn
ed day or two before thus meeting him
at the depot upon his return from prison.
CAS- soon as Harnden stepped from the
train and saw me, he grasped my hand
and dragged me into neighboring pub
lie house, where We entered private
room.
"t1ou see me return to the world a
changed man, McArdle. and trust with
some years of happiness in store for me,
be said. and | noticed that be was look
ing ccpi:~lly. sis.. q e.teats r4anIul Light
in his dark eyes, but tell me quickly
where and how is JENNY
II felt myself growing pale, and could
make no immediate answer.
Speak Jenny and the child-how
are they both, and how have .he- bot,
tough. through it all he herepeated, with
growing disturbance Man alive, why
do you turn your face avav9'