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THEOLOGICAL LIBRARY
CAMBRIDGE, MASS.

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LADIES' REPOSITORY.

JULY, 1861.

BY MRS. MARY A. LIVERMORE.

"ONE OF A THOUSAND." them? I have a case on hand requiring

immediate attention.”
“ You may report it now,

if

you please; There's the door-bell! Run up and what's the “newest grief?' Is there a answer it, Jane, and I'll wait on table button off your shirt, or a hole in your while you're gone.

stocking? The brisk little servant tripped away to

Neither of these misfortunes has beobey orders, leaving the young husband fallen me; but my coffee was not sweetand wife to themselves, but was back

pres

ed by a kiss, this morning, nor ently, saying, “It's somebody that wants “ Your beef-steak peppered with hot to see you, Mrs. Ross; she's waiting in words; I see you are right; your case the back parlor."

does require immediate attention. But “A lady! who is she ? did she send excuse me, now; 'first come, first served,' her card or name ?"

and I'll go and see this poor woman, up No, ma'am ; she's a poor body, small stairs.”. and sick-like ; she wants help, I guess.” “Hold on, Kitty ; 'first come, first

“Like enough ; I'll go up in a mo- served,' is my motto, and I believe I'm ment."

the first comer by two years; and put“What a pity you were not elected ting his arm around the waist of his wife, city poor-mistress, Kitty,” said her hus- they passed up stairs, and I'm very cerband"; " you seem endowed with miracu- tain that Jane, who stood in the basement lous executive ability in the management hall, heard the echo of kisses all the way of the poor.”

up. Pardon them, dear reader, they were “I've no aspirations for the office, but but two years married, and had made slow I promise you I would do better than progress out of the honey-moon. some of the present incumbents, were I to " Don't go down town till I see you fill it."

again,” said Mrs. Ross, as she passed into “No doubt of it, my dear : let me see the parlor, while her husband went on to -How many poor women have you on the library. your hands at the present time ?"

A sad sight awaited the kind hearted “ Less than a dozen."

lady in the parlor. A once beautiful, but And how many poor children ?now pale, wasted, hollow-eyed, young wo

O, don't ask me! It cuts me to the man, drained of vitality and happiness, heart to remember the poor, neglected whose incessant cough and sepulchral children of this great city.

voice told of the ravages of consumption, “ Have you no bowels of compassion and whose grave was but a little way off for the neglected husbands of this city? | in the future, rose to meet her. Her apWhen do you receive applications from pearance instantly enlisted the sympathies

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