Police records and recollections, or, Boston by daylight and gaslight : for two hundred and forty years . u in thy profession aservant of servants, and is not thy head ever subjectto the whim or caprice of a master? Then letenergy with prudence guide thee in duty,—butlet thy tongue be silent. At this moment most unearthly sounds greetedmy ear, and darkness seemed inclosing the land;cannon were booming, — drums beating, — bells 396 POLICE RECOLLECTIONS. tolling, — strange lights were flickering hither andthither, and the elements even seemed to join inone general commotion; but Philemon Pormort
Police records and recollections, or, Boston by daylight and gaslight : for two hundred and forty years . u in thy profession aservant of servants, and is not thy head ever subjectto the whim or caprice of a master? Then letenergy with prudence guide thee in duty,—butlet thy tongue be silent. At this moment most unearthly sounds greetedmy ear, and darkness seemed inclosing the land;cannon were booming, — drums beating, — bells 396 POLICE RECOLLECTIONS. tolling, — strange lights were flickering hither andthither, and the elements even seemed to join inone general commotion; but Philemon Pormortstood unmoved. At length in a calm, propheticvoice, he said: — Mr. Officer, hearest thou not this din of ap-proaching contention? Knowest thou not that thehand of man is against his brother ] Sir, a crisisis approaching, and fearful events are in the future,— but the home of Philemon Pormort is with thejust; and he vanished from my sight. In my eagerness to catch his last words, I sprangfrom my chair but to realize that I had beendreaming. Tfli J^h:v/ ^^u^l OA ?^wo n ?^^-r,;^. i^ J ^^. JOHN H BUFFORD S LITH +90 WASH ST BOSTON LITTLE RAGGED NELL LITTLE llAGGED NELL. When on duty at the North End, I knew abright-eyed, barefooted, ragged little orphan girl,who lived with some people in an alley-way nearthe Old Cockerel Church, whom we used to callLittle Ragged Nell. Her pitiable story is told inthe following lines ; would to Heaven it was asolitary case. Adown the narrow alley-way, Where sun doth never shine*,Where poverty is doomed to dwell, And babes grow up in crime;Where drunken mothers, wantons, thieves, These dens of darkness swell;And where, in sorrow and in tears. Lives httle rafjfjed Nell. DO No father, mother, kin, or friend ; Not one that NeUie speak a word, or lend a hand. To stay the outcasts homeless children, weak and lone, To shame and crime they sell;When buds the flower, the buyers come Forlitde ragged Nell. 398 POLICE RECOLLECTIO
Size: 1578px × 1583px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1800, bookdecade1870, bookidpolicerecord, bookyear1873
