Year: 1874

y beautiful young woman, apparently
20 years of age, applied for loding few
nights ago at the Nineteenth Precient police
station, in East Fifty-ninth street. Her
dress, although well worn, was neat and
tidy The blonde hair of her head hung
in curls down well shaped neck. Her
form was petite, and her speech indicated
that her education had not been neglected.
To Sergeant Whitcomb, who sat behind
the desk, she gave a remarkable story OF
how, sixteen months ago, she married
man named Anthony Briggs, a carpenter
Of no mean capacity, residing in Boston,
Mass, where her parents also lived in com
Portable circumstances. The young couple
lived happily together on the outskirts of
Boston until last February, when, in COM
pany with several other families, they emi-
grated to North Carolina.


On the way thither her husband began
to show his true character by beating her
without the slightest proyocation. This
he kept up at intervals until she left him
in the country near Charlotte, n. c., with
the determination of going to her parents
in Massachusetts,, even if she were com
PEELED to walk the whole distance. She
accordingly started on her trip the second
week in April, with only few cents more
than 81 in her pocket Ga her way North
she stopped at farm houses, and, by cook
ing and washing, earned food and lodging
for the night On an average she spent
five hours day in walking, the rest Of the
day was spent in sleep and working for
families in order to procure a meal. She
Travelled through North Carolina, Virginia,
Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey and
arrived in this city last week, tootsore and
sick from the long journey which she had
undertaken. Being an adept with the
needle, an excellent pianist and a good cook,
she sought for work in any capacity, but
without success.


Since her arrival in this city she has
been kindly taken care Of by the several
captains of police stations where she has
applied for lodging. On making known
her story to Sergeant Whitcomb he kindly
furnished her with substantial meal and
gave her a card of the Free Dormitory for
Women, at No 81 Amity street, an insti-
tuition having for It's object the providing
of a temporary shelter for those poor wo-
men who might find themselves houseless
in a strange city. Thther the poor young
woman bent her steps. The marion, Mrs
Boyd, who is in charge Of the institution
kindly, showed her comfortable bed and
allowed her to take bath. The bruises
received by the young woman from her
husband are plainly visible on her arms and
body. The woman is low in stature, has
light hair and eyes, and wore a neat yet
plain brown linen suit. She did not have
particle of wearing apparel save what she
wore, and when she arrived here she did
not have money enough to purchase an or
dinary meal.


During her conversation subsequently
Herald reporter, while showing but little
outward emotion, the tears would slowly
trickle down her checks, as if it were i'm
possible TO restrain them. BY the kind
ness of several well-known business men
down town to whom her case was made
known, she was enabled to start for Bos-
ton Yesterday afternoon, and will arrive
there early this morning. She claims that
her friends in Boston are numerous, but
that she could not let them know in what
an unfortunate position she had been placed, (,
although the fault was not her own. She
does not know, or at least does not care,
where her husband Is. 1t is her intention
to apply for divorce at an early date
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