Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 35, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 February 1883 — Page 8

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A PAPER FOR THE PECPLE

GIVING AWAY A BABY.

ANOTHER MODERN INSTANCE.

A PICTURE OF HUMAN LIFE THAT TOUCHES THE HEART.

Helen Wilmans in Woman's World. Soon after I came to this city I made the acquaintance of a young girl in the aotel where I was boarding, and ascer cained that she was a dressmaker and looking for work. She found work in a week or two and changed her boarding place for one on the West side. I met ner on the street a few months later,and iiad.a little conversation .with her. She told me she was greatly troubled, and asked if I would visit her that evening giving me her address.

When I went there she introduced me to her sister, a young woman about twenty years old, and the two then told ne their perplexity. Both girls were dependent entirely upon their own exertions, and earned about five dollars a week each. Mary, the one to whom Lizzie had introduced me, was married a few months before, she said, and her husband bad deserted her. The trouble was that she was going to become a mother, and that absolute destitution seemed likely to be the result of it. They wanted my advice about trying to get rid of the child by abortion, lhey said that as soon as Mary's condition should be discovered in the establishment where they worked, that she would be discharged and then again, if the baby was born it would require care, attention and money which they could not give it.

After talking the matter over for an •hour it was decided to let nature take its course, and after the child was born to aive it away. This was the best we jould do. We were all poor. I promised, aowever, such assistance as I could give, .ind so the thing was settled. 1 taw the girls frequently during the tall months and had many talks with ciiem, and somehow all cur talk hinged upon the baby. We found ourseles saving up such articles as we could spare rom our private wardrobes to make clothes for it.

After awhile the baby had so grown •tpon us that a great perplexity arose, suppose it should be a girl, how were veto send the little angel out of our »ight to take the same risk in life that *e had taken, deprived of mother-love and influence!

Always when the sex of the child was -poken of we would become silent and •pprehensive, it would be easy enough let a boy go everything favored a boy. *nd moreover 1 suppose it is all welJ *o speak the truth,—our thoughts of •xy were embittered by recollections of %he wrongs done us by the dominant -ex and we were prepared to render in

„astice for injustice. After awhile Mary lost her position as predicted. Winter" had come and the •oet of living had increased. Lizzie :uld earn but five dollars a week and aat would not pay rent and all the other .-xpenses. I attempted to enlist the inerest of some ladles who might have telped the girls materially without feel ug the loss. But not one of them vould contribute so much as a penny vithout calling upon Mary to produce tie marriage certificate. As she could »ot do this, they not only refused to help .er, but heaped names upon her, whose pplication to any woman, no matter .ow fallen and degraded, has always »roused my bitterest wrath. Think of •uis! And then imagine if you can how.tany centuries of evolution it will take i) make women out of creatures who it the face of this betrayed, deserted des itute and suffering girl, could ask anyuing but thd privilege of giving her assistance and consolation.

We managed to do without their help. Four days ago Lizzie came tome beamng, but wUh the strangest expression of vnntenance. Though joyful, it was pprehonsive and supplicating almost to ajectness. The baby was born and it VRS a boy. "A great big boy," Lizzie dd, "and the aarlingest creature she ver set eyes on oh!" Her voice trem:ed on the last words. I fully under•ood their import and frowned upon »em. "lie will have to go, Lizzie," I said. After our experience with the charity the world it will be madness for Mary 4 attempt to keep him." I braced my4f to sternness and Lizzie went away ith a dreadful look on her young face. ut l|rromisod to go there that evening, id I aid go.

Mary was lying in her poor, soantily trnlshed bed, her glorious hair like inahlne npon the aingy pillows—the uly sunshine in that dreary room, bere was something in the faces of oth girls that was pleading and yet de,*nt. Liazie uncovered the baby and anded him to me. Give him away? had reckoned without my host. A ,uick glance at Mary showed me an exression of eves like that of some poor anted hound who had tally robbed of her «r lorn bad made her wi ive of the human face.

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THE MAIL

THAT

SOME NEW OPINIONS ON AN OLD SUBJECT.

been so habitthat fear of apprehen-

We oannot let this baby go," I said 4ary covered her face instantly Lizzie's trong features broke up into the joyful motion of tears and as for me, I took little rosy human bundle and sat .own on a trunk where I blubbered ont •Mad, lust as long as I wanted to.

I believe that baby weighs as «relve pounds, ana such another darl-

beaulifnl little ive him away?

•ever saw

angel I I smile

.irdonlcally at the mere suggestion. But. ladfes and gentlemen, here is (unetnlng for your considemtioB. That *by is an outlaw, and his mother is an utfaw. Society damns her, the church smns her. and the law of the land sancons the damning. That baby—as fine bud of humanity as ever came into ils world, and his lovely young mother, te full equal of your own pampered ad protected daughters, are condemned every law in existence to crawl trough life by underground pathwa eavlng at every step a network of trnt must eventually prostitute them to lower level than that for which their stural eanadty fits them. More than ala: The time will come when the baby oy grown up and saturated In tbeopinons of the social world will turn fiercely pon the woman who has just passed a rough the tortures of bell for him. ad ask her aavagely how she dared ring him into existence to be the sport* ae j«st, the byword of his fellows ana il of this because a scoundrel existed by *tooee baseness she was betrayed and .lined.

And yet "women have their rights.'* .nd this lie la attend day after day in le face of the fact that we are defrauded van of the rights of motherhood the tber dwtinka, our dearest be pes, our

bed fever. 'She did not seem to be much sick and we felt no uneasiness. Being inexperienced in sickness we failed to apprehend her danger. But for all that there was no attention lacking that love could supply and it is a comfort now to know that we satisfied every little wish of hers as soon as she revealed it. And yet what insufferable pain in the thought that she did hesitate to express even the slightest wish for anything, for fear of being too heavy a drag upon our slender means.

Reticent, gentle and self-sacrificing to the last moment, she closed her sweet eyes upon us, leaving us with heartsa strained to bursting in generous but im--' potent desires for her relief and happi ness.

On the last day, when almost speechless from the exhaustion of protracted fever, she turned her eyes searchingly for her baby. Our hearts sank within us. The little one had been sick for a week. The best milk we could get for him failed to nourish him. The land lady of the poor lodging house, a loving woman, had taken him to her own rooms, where he received unflagging attention. But at the time his young mother was looking for him with pitiful, pleading face, he was lying in his spotess shroud upon a pillow in a lower apartment—asleep—never to waken again in this world.

She was trying to speak. With difficulty we made out her words "If he could only go with me she said and again, "I want my baby."

Do you want him now, dearest?" was asked. I want him always. I want to take him with me. He is mine. Oh! haven't I earned at least this much out of life te perpetual ownership of my baby!" "Would you have him die, Mary?" "Yes, yes life is so hard I want to take him with me."

My angel," one whispered, "your baby is an angel already. Do you want to see him

And then we brought him. More beautiful in death than in life, we laid

"marble face in the circleof his

mother's arm. Tears came quickly, roll- I ed over her white temples and rested like diamonds upon the shining gold of her unooiled become the of grief whose outflow was never to be checked in this world.

And thus she died—with tear-stained cheeks, the wreck of youth and beauty, and early blasted hope the victim of

man's wickedness and of society's crim inal Injustice.

most treasured loves, our hearts, our lives, our very soul% are in the keeping and at the mercy of men whose narrow brains and villainous morals permit them to toy with us first and torture and desert us afterwards, leaving us to years of wretched concealment or open shame our babies—those sacred lives within our lives, our right to motherhood, the L— most terrible and yet blessed boon be- girl mother and blew them far out of stowed upon us, proving our deadliest I their resting place. Rude hands but reproach and crushing us as the blackest kind strove vainly to place them tack, sins in the calendar cannot crush men. They would not remain in that daxh

brings her child living into the world,

thenshe has the right to become the charge of society and the ward of the nation, and not the dirt beneath the feet of conservative and respectable idiots and religious fanatics as sne is now.

The Woman's World of Jan. 24th contains the sequel to the above strongly drawn and truthful story from actual life and here it is, the most touching tale that ever was penned

In the Woman's World of January 13th there was an article headed "One Instance." I have received a good many letters asking me about the two girls of whom the article was written, and several persons have sent me money for the relief of the young mother.

Send no more money, friends. It is not needed. Mary has gone where love, and not money,guides the helm, and her baby has gone with her..

On the ninth day after the little angel was born, Mary was taken with child-1

Toi.

But when as the day grew older the wind aroee in all its fury and swirled the glittering and arrowy ice points into oar faces, cutting like myriads of nettles, we felt that even the benediction of the wronged and ruined and dead girl was powerless in covering up such enormities as led to her fate.

I have never seen such a funeral aa that. 1 hope never to see another. Out on the road in two open sprinc wagons, one containing Mary ana her oaby, the other the friends—only four of us the heartbroken sister, the tender and loving old woman whose seamed and riven face was broken into such grief as added a score of years to her own threescore, the boy weeping silently, and myself. These were aul. It was the coldest day of the season. The wind blew a gale the manes of the horses stood straight out, or beat and lashed their necks furiously. Shivering in every vein, our tears as thev fell bustered our checks like Are. And when we came to the open grave we could hardly move from our seats, so stiff had our trembling limbs become.

At last* while the coffin reposed npon its trestles above the grave, a word was spoken and the two dead faces were uncovered. It ia an old custom, obsolete except among country psopleL But we were country people, all of us except the boy. Away in a neglected corner of the church vara we had obtained permission to bury"oar dead. No costly tombs were near. Trees shivered and creaked in the

winter blast, and dead spears of grass stood up from the snow-covered ground, It was here we took a last fond look of our beautiful dead. We had better have foregone the privilege, since feeling were born in that moment never to be oblit-

As the coffin lid was removed the wind caught up the long silken curls of our

Motherhood is above and beyond all hold so beautiful, so radiant with life law. The woman who risks her life to I and youth, they refused to be buried, bring another life into the world has a but made wild protests against the in-

right to the protection of every law and every influence tributary to that law. If she has the love and companionship of a husband, so much the better for her and so much the better for us society has the right to demand marriage before maternity or paternity. But when a woman who is basely betrayed dares face the world's frown, and with invitations to the crime of abortion flaunted before her in a hundred disguises, keeps true to her maternal instinct, and through physical sufferings that no man can ever know, and mental torment that no man and few women have ever dreamed of,

famy that had done to death the bright creature who lay helpless there. With a cry that was simultaneous we turned from the grave, but looking back again instinctively, the last glimpse at the descending coffin revealed one long stray curl still waving franctically from the closed lid, and making its deathless protest against death.

O woman who read est these words, do you not feel that the faded young face buried there was the face of your own daughter, aud are you not ready to step from your social trammels with an undying protest against that sex inequality

ted, often nobly given and nobly sus-

tained by noble men. But how few men are noble compared with the host of ignoble ones! And this limited noble class are with us in the belief of women's emancipation even from themselves.

Are you willing longer to take sides with the brutal class who proclaim one law for the man and another law for the woman

I have related the foregoing facts circumstantially for a purpose. I. want to say with George MacDonald that "the true mother is she who numbers her children by the thousand." I will go further ana assert that no woman has any legitimate claim to motherhood who will not recognize a wrong done to the lowest and worst of life's children as wrong to her own child.

rrong 1 With these words I close.

Amusements.

QPERA HOUSE.

POSITIVELY ONE NIGHT ONLY.

THE CELEBRATED ACTRESS,

MODJESKA

Under the Management oi

MR. JOHN STETSON,

Supported by a Select Dramatic Company.

Monday, Evening, Feb. 26th.

Modjcslsa in her famous impersonation of Viola. PRICES-Admission, 75c and $1.00 Gallery, 50c Reserved Seats, 81.00 and $1.50.

QPERA HOUSE.

TWO NIGHTS ONLY,

Tuesday and Wednesday,

Feb'y 27th & 28th.

The latest London and New York Success,

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We combed out her glorious hair, leav-1 r- vpny THTNft ing it in the freedom of natural beautv SiAV1ib ii Jilt 1 1 n.l±y l* to stray over her pillow and pour itself I in unconfined waves—a glitttering cataract of molten gold—down to the floor. The landlady, out of her scant pittance, bought lace-trimmed pillow slips and we found a white dress with dainty pink ribbons, worn, no doubt in some happy hour before the clouds fell upon her life. And so we dressed her for the grave. A child, a dirty little Btreet urchin, to whom she had been kind, came with clean channels washed by tears down his dingy cheeks, and brought a rose for her Dreaat. He looked upon her cold form, he kissed her hand, then touched the baby's little face with his face, and went away shaken with so be.

That night there was a snow storm. The Heavens dropped a white mantle over earth's blackness and it seemed to us in the morning as if Mary's spirit freed from bonds of clay ana liberated into such happiness as to obliterate every precious grief had sent the snow as a ibol of her forgiveness. Foolish as thought may have been, it comforted us.

By Henry Pettitt, author of "The World," introducing,

Ml. & MlS. Nclt G00(lwill,

(ELIZA WEATHERSBY),

MR, EDWIN F. THORNE,

And the entire Union Square Theatre, New York, (Black Flag) Cast. Special car of magnificent sceneir, painted by the world-renowned artist, Voegtlin,

same as used at the Union Square Theatre and Niblo's Garden, New York. PRICES AS USUAL.

AND CONVERT IT INTO

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The undersigned has opened a Receiving Room, No. 18 south Second street, where he Is prepared to receive Rough Tallow and Grease of any kind, Pork and Beef Cracklings, Dry or Green Bones, for which he will pay the Highest Cash Prices. He will also buy Dead Hogs by single or car load. Hogs received at the Factory, Southwest of the City on the Island. Office No. 18 south Sec od street,Terre Haute, Ind.

HARRISON SMITH, Terre Haute, Ind.

THE BEST

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The quickest and most thorough washer ever Invented. (tee thousand dollars reward for any machine that can beat it. 20 days trial.

Guaranteed as represented or money refunded. Price of Washer, 98^0.

For circulars, giving full in formatlon.calT or addrw D. REIBoLD. 900 Main «t.

Terre Haute, Ind.

CHAS. U. GOLDSMITH,

WHOLESALE DEALER IN

GENERAL PRODUCE,

GREEN AND DRIED'

FRUITS

Cured Heats and Lard*

FULL LINE OF.

Farm and Garden Seeds.

WHOLESALE AND RETAIL.

Oall and examine the stock.

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Groceries Cheaper Than Ever—Low- Prices Bound to Win.

P. J. KAUFMAN .^STULI* AHEAD!

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New Turkish Primes FOE $1.00. StJGARS AT COST!'

He has to-day celery, oysters plant kale, spinach, chickens, turkeys, rabbits, pickled pork, Kingan's hams

House

6th & Main st.

Both Machine and Hand Made. totes,

-tutt iji~vf T\m TVT A TT ii

bacon, shoulders and pig, feet

smoked fish, halibut, dried herring and codfish, choice cranberries, cabbage, turnips, parsnips, onions, beets and sweet potatoes, oranges, bananas, lemons, apples, sweet cider, etc., etc.

—MONEY TO LOAN to Farmers on the best of term?. RIBDLK. HAMILTON

Dr. Jordon's Lang Renovator—the great lung remedy—for sale by all druggists. TryU,

1858. 1883 Our 25th Anniversary!

The Oldest Business House

In Terre Haute,

Monday, Feb. 26th. ]jn(jer the Same Continuous Management.

BROKAW BROS.,

Propose to open the Spring Campaign of their TWENTY-FIFTH ANNIVERSARY IN BUSINESS with the largest and cheapest stock of

EVER SHOWN IN TERRE HAUTE, COMPRISING:

IMBirS &ARPET8, From 25c up to t&efinest grades. BRUSSELS CARPETS, from 65c up to the finest grades. VELVET and BODY BRUSSELS CARPET, PAPER HANGINGS, from 10c a bolt up to finest gilts and velvets. OIL CLOTHS and LINOLEU^M,

WINDOW SHADES, CURTAIN MATERIAL,

LARGE and SMALL MIRRORS.

And every thing needed for fitting up Offices. Hotels, Resturants and making homos comfortable. No one should think of furnishing their house before looking through this ATTRACTIVE STOCK, and getting prices.

The house keeps in its employ competant workmen, for ARTISTIC PAPER HANGING, Laying Carpets, and Hanging Shades, and doing all kinds of upholstering.

Salesrooms, Nos. 411 and 413 Main street Terre Haute, Ind.

Of whatever kind

MUST BE SOLD.

Commencing on

Tuesday, Fefc. STtli.

We shall offer all Remnants, and Short Lengths, at prices to close them out at once. After careful measurement each piece will be marked with number of yds. and price of piece. Every department will be relieved of Short Ends*

Remnants of Silk, Satins, Plushes, Velvets, Oshmeres, Dress Goods, Linings, Ribbons, Laces, Embroideries, Trim-. mings, Prints, Ginghams, Muslins, Sheetings, Cantons, Shirtings, Table Damasks, Crashes, Flannels, Jeans, Cassimeres, etc.

Tuesday and Wednesday will be devoted especially to this sale. Eyery Lady who is looking for a GREAT BARGAIN, will find it here beyond doubt

BUCKEYE CASH STOEE,

Traquair "Wilkes,

now prepared to ahow for the Spring of 1888, the finest line of colorings and latest designs in Patterns in

Decorations Artistic Wall Paper

Ever brought to this city. Also a fnll line of

W^IZKTIDOW SHADES

Terre Haute, Ind.

id Hand Made. We carry a full line of Window Shades, FixTrimmings, Extension Cornices, Curtain Poles, Ac.

TRAQQAIR & WILKES.

McKeen Block. 656 Main Street. HOUSE AND SIGN PAINTING AND PAPER HANGING Workmen sent to all part of the conn try. Orders by mail will receive prompt attention.

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We are" now prepared to supply you with Torchon Laces, Embroideries, Irish' Point- Embroideries, Everlasting Trimmings, &c., &c., at prices to defy any other house west of the mountains. ,'We are making special display of White Trimmings, and run them at Special Prices.

We also offer plenty of novelties in Buttons, Neckwear, Lace Goods, Corsets and Hosiery, at

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VERY, VERY

Never before was our stock as complete in the departments at this time of the year.

Herz' Bazar.

low figures.

Professional Cards.

R. A. H. DEPUY.

117 north Sixth Street, TERRE HAUTE. EYE AND EAR A SPECIALTY.

hopr8

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Offers her services

To the Ladies and Children of Terre Haute.

Gffloe and Residence—23{ south Seventh Street. Office hours from 1 to 8 p. m.

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OFFICE—Southwest corner Fifth and Main streets, over National State Bank (entrance on Fifth street. Communication by Telephone.

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