The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1888-08-25
MARGARET OF ORLEANS,
Her Wona erf,1l Life and Her Deeds
of Charity.
iTer Free N.rcad C;.rts-No One Wena
Hungry When Within the Sound Of
Her Wnecls-A Grand
Character.
ST wonder il it idealizes herzn

We stand beside the statue OF this famous
woman, Margaret of New Orleans. and,
sfter this manner Of strangers, conjecture
Gu what we for the first time SEQ.
"Nov at all,'' q voice answers in the soft
Gouthern ton que. cit looks just like her."
"Ah, thank you. You live here?'
81 was born here; this is my home"
s.you were here during the war, and
yellow fever, and every thing: and was
Ben Butler SO dreadful aud have you seen
Cahle2''
4 nod answers each one Of my compan-
TONS i1npetuous queries.
"Hop delightfull'' concludes my friend,
tut the lady shakes her head and taps Ae1
eau lightly on the girls soft cheek, and
Gays, 1nusingly: eft did lot seem as il
would live through it, but have, and now
comes one who calls 1uy trials delightful
How cruel"
".Ah pardon But was thinking OF that
charming man who wrote the delicious
shine. Del1,Iline.' ( was thinking how per-
fectly lovely it must be to live here and
knew hinl--s.nd then to liv; in 81 city that
has had such q listory--it is so romantic
And can you tell us any thing about Mar
Earet?''
'sThis little space Aiargaret's place. it
Is ca.lsd-is q pleasan spot to rest in"
With this Invitation, given more in looks
than in words, we seated ourselves near our
new acquttint ance Oh the settees in the little
park.
The perfume Of March roses ovarhangs
Che city; we forget III its delictousness the
signs Of decay that in portions of that
quaint Old town impart a pensi7e r1elan-
cboly TO it's beauty. Near by lis in tho green
grass is q pool set about with low border
Of cactus; 81 111naicfort, with all it's 1ristling
thorn guns out, and it's blossom flags flying
2ron the ramparts which are guarding with
such ferceness only lazy feet Of water
lilies, under the shade of which there is a
whirl OF goldfish. A stone footbridge crosses
the pool and spans the river OF cacti. 1t is 6,
very odd aud tasteful device, this pool; and
the little park in which it is placed is unique
IN it's way. There is nothing overdnne,
aelther neglected. It is q y7ell-kert, re-
freshing, simple setting for the statue
itself.
"She was u workin g.w ouan--a servant
here. When I first remember her I WAS
living near here, and she WAS taking care
Of the cows in a stable that stood almost On
the very spot where her statue stands now.
she was working then for the Sisters CT
She asylum She fed and n1lked their cows,
was strengthening person--renarkable
III her appearance. think now as recall
her she had a bread forehead, serious eyes,
pleasant, broad smile, a rather short, stout
figure. do not suppose she ever in her
life wore saay dress better than o Guinea
blue calico; she always Wore heavy shoes
and a black straw bonnet trimmed with a
neat band ct black over the top. From my
residence / could see her many times day
while she was ut her stable work Or coming
back and forth with her milk cans.
s:What was her name! Her name was
Margaret Hauggcry; she had been married,
and at that time was q widow. Her hus-
band and little child died just after she
came to New Orleans; so we learned after
she became famous. She was alone and
poor in strange country, and went to work
IN the stables for a living. Somehow, every
body liked Margaret; her smile was sweet
and her words shrewd. The children called
her Margaret, and she knew their names
and answered their salutations along the
street as she drove by in the milk cart.
s'After some years Margaret had saved
enough to buy a bit Of ground that had on it
small bakery. The place was sold for q
tritle, but now Margaret was in royal trim,
a land owner and manufacturer; Tor she
opened the shop and began bread and pie
making for the neighbors. Presently there
was large bakery built; soon bread carts
were running over the city bearing the
words Margaret's Bakery 1t became the
fashion to buy at Margaret's place. During
war; pestilence and disaster Margaret:
Il fires were never out, and the delicious roll:
kept up their weight and quality, no matter
Il what else in life failed. Then she began
,s.Iir1jnin o. hnr fraa bread carts during thu
,.s fever panic. 40 one went hungry who wa:
ssf within sound of her cart wheels. From
lat time on no one need go hungry in New
ssss Orleans--those too poor to buy We're givel
\ 4 Us Leaf fresh and white as the best, and
ven with q God bring the
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