The semi-weekly miner., 1884-02-09
A HEARTRENDING STORY.
4 Fiend in Human Shape At
tempts to Force His Young
Wife In q. House Of
Prostitution.
a Deed tor Which Hanging 70
Too Good.


tion in Butte society, called upon
the MINER reporter and gave infor-
matte Of Que Of the most heartl end
ing af.irs which has ever occurred
in Butte. The reporter, wishing ia
arrive as nearly as possible at the
bottom facls in the case, accom-
panied the gentleman to a house on
East Park street occupied by one Of
the DENT monde. With that rare
grace and politeness which
is only acquired by one who
has long mingled in cultured and
refined society, Miss Blank-we
do not choose to giveher name-in-
vited us In her finely furnished re.
ception room. We SOON made known
our business by asking her ii she
would give US the particulars in the
ease of the young gill who was lying
at the point Of death few doors
above her residence. She readily as
sented and gave US what Is briefly
told in the following:
"A little over two weeks ago. said
Miss Blank, II went into an adjoin-
ing saloon to get change for a bill.
While waiting f n it a man came up
to me and said he had brought q
young girl from the west and would
like to procure 70 1m for her at my
place. I told him / could furnish
one, and asked him when she would
come.'
"she will be there Tomorrow" he
replied.
"The next day towards evening he
brought the girl to the door and lef,
her. He didu't come into the house.
I invited the girl into the parlor.
She reluctantly consented and took
u seat. She looked worn and detected
and seemed to be Ill at ease I asked
her if she wished 10 stay here. She
said she didn't know what to do. She
said Sue was starving - actually
starving, that her ~h~ahand forced
her to this step; that she had been :.
v;rtuous girl and had always lived a
virtuous life and desired to i've a
virluoue life; that she b ad never co.
ha..ited with any man but her hus-
husband and did not wish. to. Dur
ing the recital of her story the poor
girl was weeping as though'her heart
would break"
'Thi-," said Miss Blank, "wss
the first intimation had that the
girl was married, and that the brute
who brought her to my
door was her husband. I then told
her that this was no place for her;
that lite Of shame was a horrible
life; that for every hour of pleasure
the poor fallen women enjoyed,
they suffered a week of agony.
that she must try and find
something to do tn earn q
living, but that she must
never, never think Of entering a | fe
Of shame. The poor girl thanked me
with her eyes; she was too full to
speak. She again said II know not
what to .>c. I married my husband
in Nevada but q few months ago.
Four weeks ago he brought me to
this city. I have lived in a room
without fire, aud the most of the
time without food. I have been
starving. sta, wing all the time. In
the meantime my: husband coaxed
and threatened by turns to induce
me to enter a house Of prostitution.
I refu .ed and refused time and again
until his pleadings and my hunger
made life burden to me. And now
I am here. On, God! what shall l
do!'"
II cheered her as we'll as / could
and tried to calm her in her grief.
gave her some money and told her
to go and get someting to eat. In
few minutes she left.'
1.-THE next evening she came again,
not, she said, to receive company,
bit because she felt that I was her
friend and could advise her what to
do. She said she had had nothing
eat since the evening before and telt
I told her to go into the
bath room and take bath and that
I'd find her change of underclothing
and for her then to 60 to bed and
havea good nights rest. The girl
did as I told her, she took a bath
changed her clothing and went to
bed.
When my Cinnamon came to my
room the next morning to build a
fire, 1 told him to build a fire in an
other room-naming it, rs there was
u lady there who was not we'll. and
who should have warm room to
dress In. The Cinnamon. went, Tut
soon returned, saying no one was In
the room. Sure enough, the poor
girl had fed.
II saw nor heard no more of her
until a day or two ago when she
again came to my house. In an
swer to my question:: what sire had
been doing?' she said nothing. Her
husband, she said had taken her to
a dance house a few doors above but
she couldn't stand the place. 1t was
too rough aud she would sooner die
than lead such a life I told her she
was right; that ninety-nine out OF
every one hundrfd d of the poor fallen
women who led lives of shame were
c.~oa lu<~ <h>nn ho al aNa N of0nnoR