The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-12-13
Strangers Bear Young Wom-
 ans Remains to the Grave
BURIAL WAS AT SUNSET
"Frailty" Had Few Friends While Llv- ing, But in Death Her Brother Men Recognized That Gods Breath
 Had Been In Her Body
Take her up tenderly, Handle her with care. Fashioned so slenderly- Young and so fair.

Young and so fair.
 They found her in an ill-furnished room on Second avenue. None knew exactly who she was She had come to Birming- ham perhaps year ago Of her l1e here since that time the less said now or, ln- deed, at any time, the better.
 For present purposes her name was Frailty.
 For more than a fortnight Frailty had been i'll. When a Salvation army woman entered the room Sunday she found trall- tvs figure outstretched, not ungracefully on the lounge. Hardly was ruoe pine table. Under the table was an empty wal. Around the vial was pasted label, on which was printed the flaming skull ana bones.
 If Frailtys figure. as it lay there, was not ungraceful Frailty's face was not altogether unlovely True the features had lost somewhat their delicacy, yet the brow was serene now, the eyes closed as though unworried by the cares Of th.s life, the lips untouched by the pinch of sui. fering and sorrow.
 The right forearm lay under Frailty's head, the left had fallen at her side, the | finger tips just touching the 1oor.
 Even when asleep Frailty had never | before seemed to be so beautiful to the woman in blue uniform who had noisless- | ly entered the room and was standing on the threshold. To the Salvation army woman the pictured Autograph of the Madonna, pinned there against the wall, above Frailty's head, was not lovelier than the girls face, asleep on the 1 lounge.
 | The visitor would not waken the girl. Frailty had had little rest the last few days, remembered the woman in blue uniform. 'Twould be well not to disturb her now. And so, the good woman half turned away resolved to come back later in the morning.
 | At that moment, however, a repressed exclamation escaped the visitors lips. 1 Her eyes had deserted the vial under the table. The next moment she had picked it up and was whiting it's odor
 Then the truth came upon her with all terrifying force.
 | She did not scream, however, though the inclination to do so was strong. Had she been a new recruit in the army she might have done so. But she controlled herself perfectly however hard the strug gle was.
 Then she went to the foot of the lounge clasped Fraity's feet in her hands knelt on the bare floor, and remained a few moments in the attitude of prayer. Poor Frailtyi' she said, quietly, as she rose to her feet. Poor Frailty" re- peated the good woman, as she looked | down in the sleeping face.
 It was not difficult to make Frailty ready for burial The women of the Sal vation army dressed her decently in the easements of death and laid her away in the plain neat coffin provided by an undertaken nearby
 As none knew who Frailty's parents or friends were. 1t seemed to be just as well that the burial take place that after | noon. 'Twould be easy enough-would 1t not? Ito provide pail bearers. Gentlemen, met in the street, would surely volunteer gladly to do this last sad service.
 The Salvation army woman espied four gentlemen on the corner. She went up to them and began to speak in whispers. Her talk with them was not long. As | she turned to leave them their hats came off, and not formally. When she was on the way back one of the men | said:
 "I'll step around here, order two car riages and be with .;ou in few mo- ments at the house
 He kept his word It was not long before the carriages preceded by the hearse, drew up in front of the house | where Frailty had lived. They brought the coffin out of the door.
 As they did so, handkerchiefs went up ta the Salvation army wome1's eyes
 The four men stood with heads un- | covered.
 Passers-by, too, took off their hats knowing 1t was Frailty who was dead and knowing also that when passing her when living they had looked the other way.
 Out towards Elm Leaf the little funeral procession made it's way. As the two car riages followed Frailty to the cemetery, persons wondered who it was that the men were bearing to the grave. They were gentlemen and yet, the curious on- lockers could remember seeing no nos tice of a funeral in the newspapers.
 The curious kept on wondering.
 They buried Frailty at sun set in pri- vate lot at Elm Leaf. When dust to dust ashes to ashes had been said over Frail- tvs grave, the little company, covering once more their heads got into the car riages and rode back to town.