CHAPTER XXXVIII.

ANOTHER CLASS OF PROMENADERS.

In another of these sketches I have spoken of certain members of the

female sex who spend the most of their evenings in promenading the

streets. They are young and full of lusty life. I come now to another

class of promenaders—the saddest class of all God’s creatures—hopeless,

heartless. It is almost impossible to avoid sermonizing in dealing with

this sisterhood of sin. They are treated enough to words of opprobrium

and hate. Let them be spoken of here rather in pity than in anger, and

when the awful lessons of their sins are ascertained and pointed out, let

them sink into the obscurity out of which neither law, love, nor mercy

seems sufficient to lift them.

“Good evening,” said a woman to me one night as I was going to the

Parliament buildings. The voice was harsh and hoarse. She passed as close

to me as possible, but her tone implied that she would not be surprised

if she got no answer. I was not in a hurry and I stopped.

“Do you want to see me?” I said.

She exhibited some signs of fear now. Probably she thought I was one of

the brigade of the famous police mashers.

“No, I guess not,” was the answer, as she peered inquiringly at me. “I

was feeling lonesome and I just passed the time o’ day.”

“Feeling lonesome, eh; what makes you lonesome?”

“I’m lonesome because my fellah doesn’t come along.”

“Don’t you feel cold?”

“A little chilly; but I know where we can be warm.”

Ghastly humor! The little laugh with which it was accompanied raised

A FIT OF COUGHING,

which she vainly tried to control. It shook her shivering frame beneath

the flimsy rags until she staggered on the sidewalk.

After the paroxysm had subsided I said, “That’s a bad cough you have.

Have you had it long?”

“Oh, no; I am as strong and good as ever I was. I got a little cold the

other night,” she said, as she placed her hand upon her thin breast in a

vain endeavor to check another outburst.

If she had only known. That cough would prove a better extractor of coin

from men’s pockets than the disgusting arts of her wretched trade. Her

physical frailties would appeal more to men’s hearts than her withered

and sickening leer. After some further conversation, which need not be

repeated, I said:

“Cease being a curse to men, and a curse to yourself! Before you die,

repent, and make peace with your Maker, whose image you disgrace.”

She looked wonderingly for a moment, then cast her eyes to the earth.

“My God, sir, I must have a place to sleep to-night. If I sleep out

another night it’ll kill me.”

If all the men and women of this land could have heard the despair in

that woman’s voice! A thousand maxims on virtue, a thousand sermons on

sin could not produce the effect of these words wailed out in the night.

This is the end of the “lark”—traversing the dismal streets, hawking

about the very jewel of womanhood for the price of a ragged quilt and a

covering from the skies.

The charity of a stranger gave her a bed for that night and for other

nights.

There came a night when she didn’t, and in the morning a group of

laborers stood looking at a form huddled close against a fence. Her nails

were full of sand, and the torn turf told the story of her agony as the

purple blood from her lungs had gushed in great clots from her lips.

Her face was pinched and drawn and the eyes stared awfully. The blood

had flowed down her cheek and mingled amid the strands of her hair. A

paragraph in the papers next day told that “the Mayor yesterday granted

an order for the burial of the poor woman found on Garrison street.” She

had enacted the part chosen by her in life. She had been born and had

found a grave.

THE END.

Transcriber’s Note

List of changes made to the original text to correct evident printing or

typesetting errors. Everything else has been left as printed.

Page 5, duplicate word “you” removed (I believe you are right)

Page 6, changed “too” to “two” (in her two hands)

Page 6, changed “nnd” to “and” (and when she took)

Page 10, changed “tham” to “them” (prison affords them)

Page 14, changed “cock” to “clock” (about two o’clock)

Page 14, changed “accross” to “across” (he glanced across)

Page 14, sub-heading THE SERVANT GIRL’S “FELLER” added

Page 16, changed “grounns” to “grounds” (favorite fishing grounds)

Page 16, changed “paroxysim” to “paroxysm” (a paroxysm of bitter tears)

Page 16, duplicate word “is” removed (Is this a man)

Page 17, changed “unocked” to “unlocked” (the doors are unlocked)

Page 18, changed “duputy” to “deputy” (The deputy critically compares)

Page 18, changed “the” to “to” (and to sharp cries)

Page 18, changed “hnssars” to “hussars” (a troop of hussars)

Page 19, changed “and” to “an” (an old-fashioned bonnet)

Page 19, changed “puieted” to “quieted” (both women are quieted down)

Page 21, changed “it” to “is” (The end of it is)

Page 24, changed “accessbile” to “accessible” (the only ones accessible)

Page 25, changed “forgotton” to “forgotten” (friendless, forgotten, and

unknown)

Page 25, duplicate word “to” removed (they invest the barroom to thaw

themselves)

Page 25, changed “corrider” to “corridor” (the cell and jail corridor)

Page 25, changed “inhospitpble” to “inhospitable” (the inhospitable

market square)

Page 27, changed “picce” to “piece” (a piece of shell)

Page 27, changed “Mars chacun a son gont” to “Mais chacun à son goût”

Page 27, changed “aster” to “after” (after a fashion)

Page 28, changed “fair” to “fare” (these people fare considerably better)

Page 28, changed “enfans” to “enfants” (enfants perdus)

Page 28, changed “drunkiness” to “drunkenness” (drunkenness, laziness

and dishonesty)

Page 29, changed “particlular” to “particular” (particular cases brought)

Page 30, changed “penitentary” to “penitentiary” (the workroom at the

penitentiary)

Page 31, changed “few a” to “a few” (a few years ago)

Page 31, changed “enfans” to “enfants” (enfants perdus)

Page 32, changed “physicial” to “physical” (the physical strength so

necessary)

Page 33, changed “themselevs” to “themselves” (to help themselves)

Page 36, changed “wern’t” to “weren’t” (I wish they weren’t)

Page 39, changed “laughterles” to “laughterless” (peals of laughterless

laughter)

Page 41, changed “alloted” to “allotted” (its allotted space)

Page 41, changed “intelligible” to “unintelligible” (the unintelligible

words)

Page 43, changed “breaks” to “brakes” (The brakes wouldn’t hold)

Page 48, changed “suscessful” to “successful” (shrewd and successful)

Page 50, changed “inebrity” to “inebriety” (slothfulness and inebriety)

Page 55, changed “favorate” to “favorite” (as the favorite sultana)

Page 57, “CHAPTER” added (CHAPTER XXXIV.)

Page 64, changed “lear” to “leer” (withered and sickening leer)

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