News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-06-08
TURNED OUT TO DIE.
One More Unfortunate Driven by a
Cruel Mistress into the Streets,
Suffering and Alone, to Meet Her
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just at daybreak Thursday morning
says the New York Herald, a young
woman was turned out of a gilded der
of infamy in West Twenty-ninth street
to die. She was very weak and but fol
the help OF servant in the place would
have fallen to the ground. Once in the
street her utter heIplessness wrung q
cry of despair from her lips. "Don't
give up, Bella, said the servant, pity
ingly; perhaps Mrs. will take
you in" "No, never p moaned the
glrl, "IH never go into another such
place. Take me to the church in Thir-
tieth street will die there" The
servant did as directed and assisted the
poor creature to ascend the parsonage
| steps of the Chelsea Methodist Episco-
pal Church. She rang the bell and sank
exhausted in the doorway. It was
about five o'clock when the pastor, the
Rev. Mr.. North, was awakened by the
summons. He dressed quickly, went
to the door, and, with the servant, car
ried the senseless form into his study.
A lamp was Lit and its light disclosed
features that once must have been very
handsome and still bearing the traces of
beauty. She seemed to be about twen-
ty-seven years old. The eyes were
sunken and consumption had marked
the victim as its own.
Placing her tenderly on the sofa, Mr..
North asked her when she recovered
how he could assist her. "Oh, my God!
pray for me, pray for me!' sobbed the
girl, convulsively and the man of God
knelt by the side OF the unfortunate one
and prayed long and earnestly. At last
she became more composed, and seemed
so happy that the servant took leave
with the remark, "Well, good-by, Bella;
am glad you are in such good hands,"
'sBut [ am not going to trouble the min
lister any longer than necessary" re-
sponded Bella, trying to reach the door.
The servant ran quickly out, and Mr..
North, catching Bella by the arm, asked
her where she was going. A burst of
tears was the only answer. She didnot
know where to go. He then questioned
her and learned her story.
Four years ago Bella Allan, bright,
happy and intelligent girl, was married
in that very room by DR.. Abbott, who
was then pastor of the church. She
afterward parted from her husband and
began to follow the path which leads
only to disgraceful grave. Entering
the house from which she had just been
turned, her health gave way under the
strain of dissipation into which she
plunged. About week ago she gave
up the struggle and remained in bed.
No care was taken Of her save few
kind attentions from her almost equally
forsaken companions. Whisky in large
quantities were forced down her throat,
but failed to revive her. The mistress
became disgusted with her ntinued
illness and declared she could keep her
no longer. The rest has been told.
Mr.. North told Bella of Jerry McCau-
ley's Cremorne Mission and offered to
go there with her, but the girl replied
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streets with such as she, and positively
declined his company. She reached
there alone and had just strength enough
to knock. 1t was heard and the girl was
taken in and cared for. AS her death
seemed near, carriage, which hack
man kindly loaned, was used to take her
to the Magdalene Home in East Eighty
eight street, where she was tenderly
received. After lingering until two
o'clock she passed away with smile on
her pale, emaciated face and prayer
for forgiveness on her lips.