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felt his pulse, looked at the swelling, and ordered him to in one of our Scottish proverbs, two blacks wont make keep warm in a little cabin, as he had caught cold. In a white,' alluded, in reply, to the penal code of England. two hours after, I sent for a French captain, desiring - In your country,' retorted he, “they hang, sir, for the him to give no alarm, but said that I was persuaded the slightest offences. I allow that,' rejoined Mr Howard, man had the plague ; and on Tuesday after, I saw the but the multiplicity of her capital punishments is a disgrave in which he was buried. I visit all the prisons, to grace to my country; but as one fault does not excuse inform myself; but my interpreters are very cross with another, so neither, in this case, is the parallel just; for me. I am bound for Scio, as in that island is the most I declare I would rather be hanged, if it were possible, ten famous hospital in the Levant. My quarantine of forty times over, than undergo such a continuance of sufferings days' imprisonment is to be, I hope, at Venice. I could as the unhappy beings endure, who are confined in your easily have made my route by land to Vienna, without Majesty's prisons. This interview was speedily followed being stopped, as no quarantine is performed on the con- by the most happy results. fines of the Emperor's dominions; but should such an esta- Mr Howard returned to England in 1787. While at blishment for our shipping be ever introduced into Eng- home on this occasion, he lived chiefly in London. A land, things which now may appear trivial may be of lunatic, guarded by two keepers, occupied his house at Carfuture importance. I have therefore procured from the dington! That lunatic was his own son, whose sad excesses Venetian ambassador the strongest recommendation to had overthrown his reason. What a contrast between assist me in the minutest observations I can make during Howard the younger and Howard the elder! Truly virtue my quarantine. I bless God, I am quite well, calm, and does not run in the blood! There were many associations in steady spirits ; indeed I have at times need of deter- entwined around his establishment at Cardington, which mined resolution. Since I left Helvoetsluys, I have must have endeared it to his kind and sensitive heart; never met with any English ship, or travelled one mile but the pitiable condition of his only son made it no with any of my countrymen. I am persuaded I am en- home for him. Deep, indescribably deep, must have gaged in a good cause, and confirmed of having a good been the sorrow of his spirit, when he found, on visiting God and Master. His approbation will be an abundant it, which he did soon after his arrival in the metropolis, recompense for all the little pleasures I may have given that dear old Cardington, the spot where he was nursed, up.'

the scene of his benevolent labours, and where, with his During his absence from England, and while he was beloved Henrietta, he had spent so many happy days, thus exposing himself to diseases the most loathsome and could not now yield him a peaceful shelter. Gentle, appalling, acting, indeed, at times, in a way which al- good Howard ! one's bosom bleeds to think of thee takmost tempts us to charge him with letting his courage ing thy solitary stroll in its garden, and musing, in tears, degenerate into rashness, his countrymen, in their admi- both on the past and present. There is something pecuration of his noble conduct, proposed to honour him in a liarly touching in the grief of a man in declining years. style quite repugnant to his own modest feelings and Youthful reader, try to realize the feelings of the amiable tastes. A subscription, headed by persons of the highest Howard now; and, oh, cling to the paths of virtue, lest distinction, was set afoot to erect a statue, or some other thou 'bring down thy father's grey hairs in sorrow to monument, to his honour. Who better deserved some the grave ! such tribute of public respect? Who ever earned for While he was in England the statue affair was again himself a nobler title to the praise of his countrymen, revived, though, in deference to his urgent solicitations, yea, of mankind ? But John Howard did not need such it was abandoned. After another inspection of various things to perpetuate his name ; and everything like places of confinement and asylums for the destitute, and ostentation offended his pure and simple taste. As an after publishing his account of the principal lazarettos in instance of this, we may mention the fact, that, before Europe, he resolved again to leave England. The state he set out on this journey, he left pointed directions that of his son perhaps, as much as the desire to do still more his funeral expenses should not exceed ten pounds—that good to his fellow-creatures, made him take this resoluhis tomb should be a plain marble slab, placed under that tion. His household gods lay shivered on his hearth. of his beloved Henrietta, in the churchyard of Carding- He had given himself to the service of mankind, and he ton, with this inscription upon it : John Howard, died would not put off the harness till called to his rest. His

My hope is in Christ.' We may learn impression was fixed that he was about to leave his nahow the proposal we have been alluding to affected him, tive shores never to return to them again. When his when we hear him, in letters to his friends, speaking of aged friend and pastor at Stoke-Newington was expressit and the bad behaviour of his son as circumstances ing his grief at parting with him, as they probably would which, at the time, filled him with deep concern. The never meet again, the good man replied, 'We shall meet affair of the monument was thus, in obedience to his own in heaven. The way to heaven from Grand Cairo is as strongly expressed wishes, reluctantly abandoned. While near as from London. He visited, and bade an affecat Vienna at this time, the Emperor Joseph II., who had tionate farewell to, all his poor neighbours at Cardingshown a most creditable zeal in the improvement of those ton. He gave to each some fitting token of his regard. different establishments respecting which our philan- To his faithful steward, John Prole, he gave the lease, as thropist was so well versant, requested an interview with long as he should choose to occupy it, of one of his farms. him. The etiquette of the court required that persons He conferred a like boon on liis trusty gardener, Joshua presented to the Emperor should kneel before him. Crockford. And the writer of this sketch has few wishes Howard thought this too servile an act from one man to on this side the grave stronger than to see that spot another, and tried to avoid the interview. The ceremony where, on the occasion of his last visit, the venerable was dispensed with by Joseph ; and he and Howard had Howard and Joshua walked till midnight—that fir-walk, an interview of about two hours, which the latter did not as it was called, whose trees were planted by his own fail to improve. He informed the Emperor that he had hands, and those of his beloved Henrietta—and to saunter seen in his prisons many things which astonished and there for a while, and think on what the good man then shocked him. The torture has been said to be abolished felt about his labours of love, her now in the dust, and in your Majesty's dominions,” said Howard, but it is that maniac son of his ! only so in appearance; for what is now practised is in The remainder is soon told. On the 4th of July, 1789, reality worse than any other torture. Poor wretches are Howard left England for ever. He landed in Holland, confined twenty feet below ground, in places just fitted and proceeded through Germany to St Petersburgh and to receive their bodies, and some of them are kept there Moscow. Everywhere he found the prisons and hospitals for eighteen months. Others are in dungeons, chained thrown open to him, and immense was the good to their 80 closely to the wall that they can scarcely move. All unhappy inmates that resulted from his visits. He next of them are deprived of proper consolation and religious proceeded to the new Russian settlements on the Black support. The Emperor, forgetting the principle involved | Sca, and stationed himself at the town of Cherson, where

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a most malignant fever was raging. Among its victims sails swelling before the wind, it sailed into the harbour, was a young lady who resided about twenty miles from where, grouped on the shore, were crowds of anxious faces, Cherson. Howard, at her earnest request, visited her,-mothers, sisters, wives, and sweethearts, each eagerly and from her, it is believed, caught the malady which straining her eyes to ascertain if the well-beloved of her terminated fatally. John Howard did not fear to die; he heart was there, for whose dear safety she had adjured had no reason. Reader, remember the motto he pre- the storm, and put up many a nightly prayer. Jessie exscribed for his tomb: “My hope is in Christ. He could talk pected no one ; but she had been out to return some work of the coming event and its consequences with perfect that had been intrusted to her, when she met several of composure. Death has no terrors for me,' said he to her friends hurrying towards the pier, who, seizing her Admiral Priestman ; 'it is an event I always look to with by the arm, bade her come along and see the Adventure. cheerfulness, if not with pleasure, and be assured the sub- Jessie said she was busy, and had no time; but they were ject is more grateful to me than any other.' And again: too elated with joy to listen to her excuse; so they drag* There is a spot near the village of Dauphigny; this would ged her on; and there she stood on the shore with the suit me nicely; you know it well, for I have often said rest, watching the glad greetings in which she had no that I should like to be buried there: and let me beg of share, and thinking that the pleasure of such a return you, as you value your old friend, not to suffer any pomp must be an ample compensation for all the pains of absence to be used at my funeral; nor any monument, nor any and separation. monumental inscription whatever, to mark where I am As the ship had been manned from that port, every laid; but lay me quietly in the earth, place a sun- sailor as he came ashore found the open arms of some redial over my grave, and let me be forgotten. A gleam lative or friend ready to receive him-every sailor but of joy, from a quarter whence he could expect none, one, and he was a stranger; and as he stept from the deck was shed around his dying hour. A letter reached of the vessel to the pier, and looked around him, Jessie him from a friend in England, in which it was stated thought what a pity it was that there were no glad smiles that the writer had lately seen his son, and that his or fond embraces to welcome him home, as well as the health was much improved. He handed this letter to others, and she fancied, by his countenance, that he thought Admiral Priestman, as he stood by his bedside, and when so too ; and perhaps she did not pity him the less, that he the latter had read it, he falteringly said, “Is not this was one of the handsomest, smartest young sailors she comfort for a dying father?' To a favourite servant, had seen for many a day. “Poor fellow!' said she to herwhom he had on this occasion brought with him from Eng- self, and her eyes were unconsciously fixed upon his face, land, he gave in charge a message to his prodigal child; poor fellow ! I wonder where he belongs to, and who his he bade him tell him, should he ever be restored to rear friends are ! and just as she was saying this, and while son, how frequently and fervently he had prayed for his pity was looking out of her soft blue eyes, and giving them welfare. Admiral Priestman secured the spot of ground the prettiest expression imaginable, Harry Malcolm's near the village of Dauphigny in which he wished his bright black ones happened to turn in that direction; and bones to be laid, and all of the good Howard that earth as the four eyes met, an influence, rapid as lightning, and now holds reposes there.

as fatal, darted to each heart, and imprinted there the When the news of his death reached England, all men fiat of their destiny. Pretty Jessie blushed as the young felt they had lost a friend. His praises were heard in stranger looked at her with undisguised admiration; and the pulpits of the land ; statesmen and orators spoke to when he drew to her side, and said, half shyly and half his honour; poets eulogized his worth ; and, reader, when boldly, “My girl, can you tell me where to seek a lodging you next visit London, don't forget to look for a little on in this town ? her voice faltered with emotion, as she anhis marble statue in St Paul's Cathedral, which his mo- swered, that she · believed the widow Harris, in Argyle desty prevented being erected while he was in life, but Street, had a comfortable room to let.' But the sailor which his countrymen felt bound to do when he was no was a stranger, and did not know in which direction Armore. To look on that statue will do your heart good. gyle Street lay; so, as Jessie's home was there, what could And yet, after all, his deeds of benevolence are his best she do but offer to show him the way ? So they walked on monument: it is praise enough merely to name John side by side, the sailor asking such questions about the Howard, to those at least who have a taste for the beau- place and the people as curiosity prompted, and Jessie tiful and good in human conduct. He sleeps in a foreign hiding her blushing cheeks as well as she could under land. Sweetly has the poet sung it :

her bonnet, and answering his queries, sometimes she * By foreign hands thy dying eves were closed ;

scarcely knew how, so very odd and confused, and at the By foreign hunds thy decent limbs composed;

same time pleased and elated, she felt. By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned ;

"And where do you live, my lass?" said the sailor, as By strangers honoured and by strangers mourned.'

they were about to part at the widow Harris's door. We have known nations frantic with joy when ashes not * That's mother's house,' answered Jessie, pointing to at all so sacred or so worth caring for were restored to one not far off, on the opposite side of the way. them. But what matters it where he sleeps ? The hour • I'm glad of it,' said he, ‘for then, if widow Harris can is coming.' The-voice will be heard :

:- I was sick and accommodate me, we shall be within hail of each other. My ys visited me: I was in prison and ye came unto me.' name is Harry Malcolm, and I belong to a place far away

from this. The Plover, that I went out in, was lost on a THE SAILOR'S WIFE;

coral reef off the coast of China, and, by good luck, I got OR, THE TRIUMPH OF HONESTY.

a passage home in the Adventure, as she was short of

hands, and I shall have to stay here till I find an opporBy Mrs CROWE, Authoress of 'Susan Hopley,' &c.

tunity of getting home; but, from what I hear, that mayn't There was not a prettier girl in the little seaport town be for some time.' of M- than Jessie Duncan—no, nor a cleverer girl Jessie said she was afraid not. Perhaps, if she had said either. Whatever was given to Jessie to do, she did well. she hoped not, she would have spoken more correctly; for She could not only wash, and work at the mills, and do Jessie was but seventeen, and certain it is, that short as any sort of common labour, but she could get up fine linen, the walk was from the pier to Argyle Street, she had conand do fine needlework. Jessie, in short, would have trived to lose her heart by the way. Hearts are very immade a capital servant-she would have been a perfect pressionable at seventeen; and since it could not be denied treasure to any lady that had had the good fortune to dis- that Harry Malcolm, both in appearance and manners, cover her merits, before she fell in with Harry Malcolm, was the very beau ideal of a young sailor, the thing was the handsome sailor, the day he stept ashore from his not to be wondered at; nor was anybody surprised, when, ship, the Adventure, which had just returned from about two months afterwards, Jessie gave her hand where China. Little did Jessie dream of the freight of sorrows she had given her heart, and, to the envy of many a pretty that beautiful ship was bearing for her, as, with its white girl in M became the wife of Harry Malcolm. Her

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father and mother, too, who were decent people, and had length she fell asleep, and slept the calm sleep of innobrought her up with the greatest care, were pleased to see cence and health till morning; but when she awoke, her so well disposed of, for they had several other chil- Harry was not beside her. Could they be drinking yet? dren to provide for; and, when Jessie sailed away for her She jumped out of bed and peeped into the next roomhusband's home, they parted from her without fear or it was empty. There was a strong effluvia of liquor—the misgiving; and the few natural tears they shed, were candles had never been put out, but had burned down to soon dried by the glad certainty that she was perfectly the socket—the table was covered with bottles and glasses, happy, and, as far as they could foresee, had every pros- and the contents of one that was broken was oozing out pect of continuing so.

on the floor ; in short, the room presented a picture Harry's first care, when he reached his own home, was of disorder-but llarry and his friends were not there. to establish his wife in a nice cottage ; for, said he, “I may Jessie fancied her husband must be gone to take a walk, be off to sea again directly, and I shouldn't like to leave in order to shake off the effects of his night's excess; so my little Jessie till she was comfortably settled. So no she dressed herself hastily, that she might clean up the time was lost; and a proud day it was for Jessie when she room and prepare his breakfast against his return. Then took possession of her tidily furnished house, and gave she took up her baby, washed it and dressed it; but still notice to the neighbourhood, by a board over the door, that Harry did not appear. She stood at the door for some she took in fine work, and got up fine linen. As her abi- time, looking first one way and then the other; then she lities quickly became known, she was soon employed, and ran down to the beach to see if he was there—but no sign nothing could go on more prosperously than Jessie's little of Harry. Where could he be? Alas! Harry was at the ménage, and nothing could be more pleasant than her pros- public-house! He had drank so much the night before, pects, except for one drawback—and that was, that now and that his excitable temperament was on fire, and there was then—not often, but now and then-Harry Malcolm was no stopping the conflagration. He stayed there for three enticed to the public-house by some of his jolly compa- days; no persuasions could induce him to quit the den nions; and, whenever that happened, he was sure to stay of vice and dissipation in which he had buried himself, away, drinking, all night; for Harry was of that peculiar till his money was all spent; and then the wary publican, temperament that is apt to run into extremes. He could, virtuously refusing to supply him with more liquor, gravely without effort, be as sober as a judge, till some too power- advised him to return home to his wife and child. Three ful temptation fell in his way; but, when once he had over- miserable days these were to Jessie! By the time her stepped the bounds of temperance, he never knew when to husband came back, she had almost cried her eyes out with stop ; and, besides all the money he spent on these occa- grief, shame, and mortification. However, she prudently sions, it was a grievous thing to Jessie to see her hand- refrained from scolding him ; she knew that would only some Harry reeling home in the bright sunshine of the make matters worse; and, indeed, there was no need; early morning, disfigured by drink, and sometimes by for Harry was as much ashamed of himself as she could blows—for out of drink grew quarrelling and fighting; desire. He was quite low-spirited and melancholy, and and Harry was ashamed, too, when it was all over, and he said that he should look out for a berth, and go to sea always said it should never happen again ; but still it did again directly, for it was plain he was not fit to live ashore. happen again, though not very often. However, at length Jessie tried to cheer him, and to coax him into self-comHarr a berth on board the Vesta, bound for the placence again ; but the effects of his excess had told on Brazils; and when Jessie clung round his neck, and with his constitution, and had produced a despondency that she passionate fondness wept her adieus, she forgot all his faults could not overcome. One evening, after he had passed in the pain of parting, and declared she should never have an unusually wretched day, he asked her for some money, a happy moment till her dear Harry returned. And for which she gave him, and presently afterwards he went several days she mourned, and would take no comfort, and out. It was to the public-house he went. He had battled she cried so, that her pretty eyes became quite inflamed, with the temptation till he could battle no longer; and he and she could not see to do her work; and then she began flew from his present pain to worse perdition, and sought to reflect that it would never do to go on in that manner, to drown the memory of his shame in deeper guilt. and that it was not what Harry would approve, if he knew Poor Jessie's grief was inexpressible; but seeing the it ; and, after a little effort, the elastic spirits of youth dire grasp the terrible vice had taken of him, she made rose again, hope took the place of grief, her mind turned up her mind that it was better he should go to sea at from the present to the future, and Harry's return, which, once; so, with a heavy heart, she urged him to do so. She from the hour he departed, every sun that went down trusted that absence and change of scene might break the brought nearer, became the bright star in the distance on wicked charm that held him, and that he might return which she fixed her eyes, and which led her on, through to her an altered man. her toils and her troubles, from day to day, in cheerful- So Harry went. This parting was not like the first; ness and contentment.

there were tears too-but there was a bitterness in these Thus time crept on, and at length Harry returned; there had not been before; and Harry hung his head, and, oh, with what pride did his pretty blushing wife ashamed to hold out the flag of hope, that had then been meet him on the beach, and place in his arms the first her best consolation—• Never pipe your eye, my girl. I tender pledge of their love, a fine little boy of nine months shall soon be home again, with plenty of pay in my pocket, old, that had been born during his absence! And how and fonder of my little Jessie than ever!' delighted Harry was ! How he hugged his Jessie, and how But now the pay was all gone, and most of Jessie's he tossed the baby in his vigorous arms, till it crowed earnings too; and, though she had no doubt of his lore, if with delight, whilst tears of joy ran down the cheeks of he could not be weaned from the dreadful vice that had the happy wife and mother! I wouldn't have him chris- entangled him, the love of a drunkard could afford her tened till you came home,' said Jessie; and I mean to little happiness, and she had no prospect before her but have him called Harry.'

poverty and ruin. However, after he had been soine time "To be sure he shall,' said the husband; and a jolly gone, her affection began, as affection always does in abchristening we'll have of it.' So the friends and neigh- sence, to drop a veil over his faults. She fancied all the bours were invited to the jolly christening, and very merry mischief had arisen out of his extravagant delight at the and very happy they all were; but, at night, when the christening of little Hal; and as she had now another steady members of the party took their leave, some of baby to present to him-a girl this time-she took care Harry's friends stayed behind to drink another glass to to have the christening quietly over before he returned ; the health of the infant. Jessie would much rather and when she heard the ship was coming in, she went they had gone away, but it was not a case for a wife to down to the beach, once more in a flutter of joy, with little interfere in; so she went to bed and left them to their Hal running beside her, and the infant Agnes in her arms. potations. For some time she lay awake, with the baby But the very first glance she caught of Harry, as he in her arms, listening to their noisy merriment; but at stood upon the deck, gave her heart a chill. What a

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difference had that eighteen months made in him! He Agnes was a delicate child, and often needed to be carried; was no longer the smart young sailor, the favourite of and Johnny, who had been nursed in sorrow, was a puny every captain, and the flower of every crew, he sailed with. infant, and cried and whimpered, making sad music for The expression of his features and the tone of his com- his mother's heart, whose silent tears dropt thick and fast plesion were quite changed; his dress seemed uncared on the pale face of the sickly infant, who, she well knew, for; and there was an air of recklessness and ill-keeping was pining for want of the wholesome nourishment that about his whole exterior, that spoke volumes of the me- her poverty and grief denied him. tamorphosis going on within. " Jessie, who had been Thirty miles to the rich and prosperous, who fly over eagerly pressing forward to catch his eye, was so overcome the ground aided by all the contrivances that ingenuity by what she saw, and what she instinctively divined, that and wealth can furnish, are but thirty points scarcely apshe fell back for a little behind the crowd, to recover her preciable in time; but how different is it for the dreary countenance and self-possession, before he came ashore. foot, toiling on mile after mile, each seeming to stretch

However, he seemed very glad to see her, and well to such an interminable length, that the jaded traveller pleased with his little daughter, though it was not the is driven to take refuge in the persuasion, that the much joyous fondness or the proud delight, unclouded by care desired mile-stone must either have fallen down, or, by and full of hope, with which he had greeted her on his some strange oversight, have escaped his anxious quest. first return. Alas! poor Jessie and her babies had a rival Poor Jessie thought every mile was three. Then it came now-a terrible rival, that all her love, and all her on to rain, and the ground became greasy on the hills, charms, and all the sweetness and innocent helplessness and sloppy in the dales; and both her own shoes and her of her little ones, could not combat. The demon had con- children's being a good deal worn, let in the water, and quered; and Harry-her handsome, gallant, loving Harry their scanty clothing became gradually soaked through ; —who had been the pride as well as the love of her heart, and although they did not feel it much whilst they kept was a confirmed drunkard.

moving, yet, when they stopped at night at a miserable It is needless to dwell on the wife's grief-on the hus- hovel, where there was no fire but a few espiring wood band's shame-for he was not yet insensible to shame ashes on the hearth, they felt chilled; especially little and thereon she built her last frail hope of reclaiming Agnes, whose clothes had not protected her as well as him. But, unfortunately, the anguish of his remorse, in- Hal's, and who had been more exposed than the baby in stead of inducing him to renounce the circean cup, only its mother's arms. The child said she was very cold, drove him to longer draughts of it; and, again, as on the and her teeth chattered and her face looked quite blue. former occasion, his own pay and all Jessie's savings Her mother rubbed her feet to try to restore their natuwere squandered at the public-house. Again he went ral heat, but she had nothing warm or dry to wrap her in, to sea, and again returned, each time more infatu- nor anything salutary to give her ; and the poor child ated, and with diminished powers of resistance ; till at moaned all night, as they lay huddled together, seeking length, when the money failed, and nothing was left to from each other the warmth that their scanty bed-clothes feed the harpy that preyed upon him, he abstracted, could not afford them. Early the next morning they article by article, poor Jessie's furniture-the furniture were again afoot, and a toilsome heavy day it was, for he had bought for her with so much pride and pleasure, little Agnes was evidently ill, and her mother was obliged and left her with the bare walls of her once comfortable to carry her great part of the way. Hal, who was a noble, home, and three helpless children, to struggle through the affectionate boy, was grieved to see his mother so burworld with, as she could.

dened, and begged her to let him carry Johnny; and it Still there were moments when Harry's better angel brought tears of tender emotion into her eyes, to see how would prevail ; and when these recurred, he would weep carefully the little fellow handled his infant brother, and like a woman over their lost happiness, and bewail, with how bravely he struggled on with this additional load for bitter sobs and groans, his own guilt, and his wife's desti- his weary little limbs. tution. One thing I can do, Jessie,' he said, ' and it's a A blessed sight she thought it, when she saw the tall thing I can answer for, because, bad as I am, I can put it chimneys and spires of G- for here she had money to out of my own power to alter it. I'll leave word with the receive-money which she so much needed; for one more agent that he is to give you two-thirds of my pay every night's lodging would exhaust her little means, and but month, all the time I am away; and perhaps, with that for her husband's pay that awaited her, she had not whereand your own earnings, you may be able to rig yourself with to purchase another meal. So with the early dawn out again with a few bits of furniture; and then, when I she rose, and inquiring the way to the agent's, she procome back, as I shall have no pay to receive, I shall have ceeded thither, anxious to procure the means of providing none to spend ; and even if I am mad for them, you must a breakfast for her children. But she was too early; the never give me your earnings any more, but hide them from doors were yet closed; and she sat down on a step and me, as you would your life, if I wanted to take it from waited nearly two hours, before the opening of the shutFou. Such were the remnants and faint shadows of their ters and other movements gave notice that the inhabiformer hopes, which poor Harry left his wife, when he tants of the house were stirring; and it was yet some time once more departed, and anxious she was still to make after that before she was admitted into the office, where the best of their wretched fortunes ; but unhappily, from a å shivering clerk, who was rubbing his hands over the variety of circumstances, her little trade was not so pros- scarce-lighted fire, inquired what she wanted. perous as it had been. Some of her best customers had

My name, sir,' said she, “is Malcolm. My husband left the place; times were bad and provisions dear; all is one of the crew of the Betsey, Captain Calder, gone to classes were suffering; and Jessie had three children to South America ; and he bid me call here for part of his feed, to nurse, and to clothe, and only her own two hands pay, that was to be laid aside for me.' to keep herself withal.

'The Betsey, Captain Calder?' said the clerk, opening a Thus matters got from bad to worse; and at length, large book that lay on the desk; ' let me see-I think that finding she could not make a living, she resolved to leave ship-humph-yes—and here he looked up at Jessie ; ‘is the place, and go to the town where the agents of the ship it your husband, you say, that was aboard the Betsey ? lived, which was about thirty miles distant, with the Yes, sir,' answered Jessie ; “Malcolm's the name double purpose of applying for her husband's pay, and en- Harry Malcolm.' deavouring to find employment, which she hoped might Humph,' said the clerk again. "My good woman—, be more practicable in a larger place than where she was. and seeming not to know how to proceed, he abruptly

It was with a heavy heart poor Jessie started on her asked if those three children were hers, and remarked journey; and many a mournful look she turned upon her that the little girl looked ill; to which Jessie replied, once happy home, as with little Hal and Agnes by her that she feared she had got cold on the journey, and that side, and her last born, Johnny, in her arms, she trudged she would go to the apothecary's for some medicine, as on her cheerless way. Hal was a fine stout boy, but I soon as she had got the pay.

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Upon this announcement, the clerk shook his head, in lines, which I always carry with me, that people may a manner that made poor Jessie's blood run cold; and see that I'm a douce, decent body; and I'm sure I may then, after clearing his throat two or three times, and say with truth, that I never did a thing to disgrace my turning his face away from her, whilst he stirred the husband's name, nor my father's either; and if I could fire, he told her, with all the gentleness and considera- only get work, I'd be the last person to throw myself tion he could, that the Betsey had been wrecked on a lee upon any body's charity, as long as I'd health and strength shore during a dreadful gale, that all on board had to do it.” perished, and that there was therefore no pay forthcom- • My good woman,' said the matron, sorrowfully shaking. At this dire intelligence, poor Jessie, overwhelmed ing her head, 'I'm grieved for you—but this place is not by such an accumulation of misfortunes, fell to the for you, or such as you. None can be admitted here, but ground in a state of insensibility, from which the efforts the poor misguided creatures who have forsaken the paths of the clerk, and a maid-servant whom he called to his of virtue, and have sunk into vice and infamy.' aid, could not recover her. Seeing the mother in this • What! cried Jessie, clasping her hands in the agony condition, with a sick child by her side, and one in her of disappointment, ' must I perish because I'm honest? arms that she was incapable of taking care of, and rightly Must I see my children starve, because I never wronged judging, from what she had said, that she was utterly their father P penniless, the clerk, who was too poor to assist them * I hope not,' replied the matron; 'that would be hard himself, thought it would be a charitable act to get them measure indeed. But here I have no power to receive into the infirmary ; so he stepped up stairs to his master, you. Nevertheless, as I am really interested for you, if who was one of the governors of that institution, and, you will remain in GM, I will see if I can procure you having represented the case, requested an order of ad- any sort of situation or employment. But I cannot promission for the unhappy family. This he obtained, and mise that I shall succeed, for the distress is very general; thither Jessie and her poor children were conveyed; and many there are, belonging to the place, who cannot where she and Agnes and Johnny were put into one bed, earn the bread! at the foot of which sat the affectionate Hal, crying as if • Wont they take us in, mother?” said little Hal, as his little heart would burst in twain.

the door of the House of Refuge closed on these poor It was some time before all the means that were ad- wanderers. ministered could recall poor Jessie to a consciousness of No, my child,' said Jessie, in the bitterness of her her woes; and when at length she did recover, she heart, they wont take me in, because I'm an honest found more sorrows awaiting her. Agnes and Johnny woman; if I was wicked, they'd give me shelter.' were both exceedingly ill, and Hal had the measles. • Do they like wicked people best, mother ? said Hal. She felt, however, grateful to God that they had a roof 'I suppose they think it their duty to snatch them over their heads, and the benefit of medical attendance; from their wickedness,' replied Jessie. "But if they wont and rousing herself from her despondency, she arose help us because we're honest, it's the way to make us from her bed, and set herself to nurse her children. wicked too.' Hal got through his illness pretty well ; and although But we wont be wicked, mother,' said Hal, 'for then Johnny was once nearly gone, he finally recovered, and you know God wouldn't love us; and perhaps if he sees was considerably benefited by receiving better nourish- we're good, he'll help us himself, if the people wont; bement than he had been used to; but poor little Agnes sides, if we do die of hunger, we shall go to father, in sunk under her malady, which settled on her lungs; and heaven; and there'll be no want of food there.' after much suffering, she expired in her mother's arms. No, Hal, no,' said Jessie, kissing the child's honest When Agnes was buried, and Hal was sufficiently re- face ; 'we wont be wicked; but oh, dear, it's a hard thing covered to leave the infirmary, of course they had no to be in a strange place, without a friend, or a home, or longer any claim to its shelter; and, with an aching a bit or a sup to put into our mouths.' heart, homeless and penniless, Jessie found herself, with “Mother," said Hal, look here! Wouldn't they give her two children, in the busy, crowded streets of G- you some money for my shirt ? It isn't ragged ; and I busy and crowded, but yet a desert to her, whose anxious could do very well in my jacket and trousers without it; eye met no familiar face, nor cheering smile, nor friendly and as poor Hal's shirt was the only article of their scanty hand—a stranger, unpitied, uncared for, and unknown. wardrobe that they could dispense with, his generous For some minutes she stood bewildered, looking first in offer was per force accepted ; and its produce sufficed to one direction and then in another, actually not knowing procure them an humble lodging for the night; the whither to direct her steps; she was ashamed to beg, only food they had tasted being some bread given to them and yet, without a farthing to purchase food or shelter, by the matron of the House of Refuge. "Poverty makes what other resource had she? Suddenly it occurred to us acquainted with strange bedfellows;' and it may be her that she had formerly heard how a young woman easily imagined, that the inmates of such a lodging as Jessie who was born in the same place as herself, and who had could afford to pay for, were not very desirable compagone to - to seek service, having got into trouble, nions; and as she lay in a corner, with her innocent childhad been received into the House of Refuge. The House ren asleep on her bosom, she shuddered with disgust at of Refuge! What a blessed thought! Who could need a the depravity that surrounded her. Awake she lay; for refuge more than herself ? She looked around for some weary as she was, no sleep visited her heavy eyelids; her one of whom she might inquire the way; and seeing the heart was too full of misery, and her brain too busy with door of a shop open, she entered, and asked the question. thinking of to-morrow's woes and wants, to let her rest.

· The House of Refuge !' said a woman with a harsh So with the early dawn she arose, and glad to get out of and unpleasant expression of countenance, who was a place so odious, into the open air, she found herself once standing behind the counter ; 'you might learn that, I more with her children upon the streets. But the result should think, of some of your own companions, without of her night's reflections was a resolution not to stay longer coming into a respectable shop to ask it ;' and having in G, but to make her way, as well as she could, to gratified her ill-nature by this remark, she proceeded to her own birth-place, where her father and mother still give the desired information ; and humbly thanking her, lived, who, poor as they were, she was sure would share Jessie set off with eager steps to seek its shelter. With the little they had with her children ; whilst she might a beating heart she rang at the bell, and having request- have a better prospect of getting employment there, where ed admission, was conducted to the matron, a kind, she was known, than elsewhere. It was a long and weary benevolent looking person, who listened to her sad tale journey; and no possible means had she of getting through with great interest and patience. “And indeed, ma'am,' it, but by begging on the road; and this, repugnant as it added Jessie, when she had narrated the circumstances was to her feelings, she resolved to do. So without linthat had reduced her to her present condition— indeed, gering in the still empty streets, where no one was yet about ma'am, all I tell you is true. Here are my marriage- I likely to give her alms, she turned her steps southward, and

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