impudent hussey, to maintain her and her bastard; an I was saying
to my husband the other day what will this world come to;

honest women are nothing now-a-days, while the harlotings are set up
for fine ladies, and look upon us no more nor the dirt they walk upon:

but let me tell you, my fine spoken Ma'am, I must have my money;
so seeing as how you can't pay it, why you must troop,

and leave all your fine gimcracks and fal der ralls behind you.
I don't ask for no more nor my right, and nobody shall dare for to go

for to hinder me of it."
"Oh heavens," cried Charlotte, clasping her hands, 'what will

become of me?"
"Come on ye!" retorted the unfeeling wretch: "why go to the barracks

and work for a morsel of bread; wash and mend the soldiers cloaths,
an cook their victuals, and not expect to live in idleness

on honest people's means. Oh I wish I could see the day
when all such cattle were obliged to work hard and eat little;

it's only what they deserve. "
"Father of mercy," cried Charlotte, "I acknowledge thy correction just;

but prepare me, I beseech thee, for the portion of misery thou
may'st please to lay upon me."

"Well," said the woman, "I shall go an tell my husband as how you
can't pay; and so d'ye see, Ma'am, get ready to be packing away this

very night, for you should not stay another night in this house,
though I was sure you would lay in the street.'

Charlotte bowed her head in silence; but the anguish of her heart
was too great to permit her to articulate a single word.

CHAPTER XXX.
And what is friendship but a name,

A charm that lulls to sleep,
A shade that follows wealth and fame,

But leaves the wretch to weep.
WHEN Charlotte was left to herself, she began to think what course

she must take, or to whom she could apply, to prevent her perishing
for want, or perhaps that very night falling a victim to the inclemency

of the season. After many perplexed thoughts, she at last
determined to set out for New-York, and enquire out Mrs. Crayton,

from whom she had no doubt but she should obtain immediate relief
as soon as her distress was made known; she had no sooner formed this

resolution than she resolved immediately to put it in execution:
she therefore wrote the following little billet to Mrs. Crayton,

thinking if she should have company with her it would be better
to send it in than to request to see her.

TO MRS. CRAYTON.
"MADAM,

"When we left our native land, that dear, happy land which now contains
all that is dear to the wretched Charlotte, our prospects were the same;

we both, pardon me, Madam, if I say, we both too easily followed
the impulse of our treacherous hearts, and trusted our happiness on

a tempestuous ocean, where mine has been wrecked and lost for ever;
you have been more fortunate--you are united to a man of honour

and humanity, united by the most sacred ties, respected, esteemed,
and admired, and surrounded by innumerable blessings of which I

am bereaved, enjoying those pleasures which have fled my bosom never
to return; alas! sorrow and deep regret have taken their place.

Behold me, Madam, a poor forsakenwanderer, who has no where to
lay her weary head, wherewith to supply the wants of nature,

or to shield her from the inclemency of the weather. To you I sue,
to you I look for pity and relief. I ask not to be received as

an intimate or an equal; only for charity's sweet sake receive me
into your hospitablemansion, allot me the meanest apartment in it,

and let me breath out my soul in prayers for your happiness;
I cannot, I feel I cannot long bear up under the accumulated woes

that pour in upon me; but oh! my dear Madam, for the love of heaven
suffer me not to expire in the street; and when I am at peace,

as soon I shall be, extend your compassion to my helpless offspring,
should it please heaven that it should survive its unhappy mother.

A gleam of joy breaks in on my benighted soul while I reflect that you
cannot, will not refuse your protection to the heart-broken. CHARLOTTE."

When Charlotte had finished this letter, late as it was in the afternoon,
and though the snow began to fall very fast, she tied up a few

necessaries which she had prepared against her expected confinement,
and terrified lest she should be again exposed to the insults

of her barbarouslandlady, more dreadful to her wounded spirit
than either storm or darkness, she set forward for New-York.

It may be asked by those, who, in a work of this kind, love to cavil
at every triflingomission, whether Charlotte did not possess

any valuable of which she could have disposed, and by that means
have supported herself till Mrs. Beauchamp's return, when she would

have been certain of receiving every tender attention which compassion
and friendship could dictate: but let me entreat these wise,

penetrating gentlemen to reflect, that when Charlotte left England,
it was in such haste that there was no time to purchase any thing

more than what was wanted for immediate use on the voyage,
and after her arrival at New-York, Montraville's affection soon began

to decline, so that her whole wardrobe consisted of only necessaries,
and as to baubles, with which fond lovers often load their mistresses,

she possessed not one, except a plain gold locket of small value,
which contained a lock of her mother's hair, and which the greatest

extremity of want could not have forced her to part with.
I hope, Sir, your prejudices are now removed in regard to the

probability of my story? Oh they are. Well then, with your leave,
I will proceed.

The distance from the house which our sufferingheroine occupied,
to New-York, was not very great, yet the snow fen so fast, and the cold

so intense, that, being unable from her situation to walk quick,
she found herself almost sinking with cold and fatigue before

she reached the town; her garments, which were merely suitable
to the summer season, being an undress robe of plain white muslin,

were wet through, and a thin black cloak and bonnet, very improper
habiliments for such a climate, but poorly defended her from the cold.

In this situation she reached the city, and enquired of a foot
soldier whom she met, the way to Colonel Crayton's.

"Bless you, my sweet lady," said the soldier with a voice and look
of compassion, "I will shew you the way with all my heart; but if you

are going to make a petition to Madam Crayton it is all to no purpose
I assure you: if you please I will conduct you to Mr. Franklin's;

though Miss Julia is married and gone now, yet the old gentleman
is very good. "

"Julia Franklin," said Charlotte; "is she not married to Montraville?"
"Yes," replied the soldier, "and may God bless them, for a better

officer never lived, he is so good to us all; and as to Miss Julia,
all the poor folk almost worshipped her."

"Gracious heaven," cried Charlotte, "is Montraville unjust then
to none but me. "

The soldier now shewed her Colonel Crayton's door, and, with a
beating heart, she knocked for admission.

CHAPTER XXXI.
SUBJECT CONTINUED.

WHEN the door was opened, Charlotte, in a voice rendered scarcely
articulate, through cold and the extremeagitation of her mind,

demanded whether Mrs. Crayton was at home. The servant hesitated:
he knew that his lady was engaged at a game of picquet with her

dear Corydon, nor could he think she would like to be disturbed
by a person whose appearance spoke her of so little consequence

as Charlotte; yet there was something in her countenance that rather
interested him in her favour, and he said his lady was engaged,

but if she had any particular message he would deliver it.
"Take up this letter," said Charlotte: "tell her the unhappy writer

of it waits in her hall for an answer." The tremulous accent,
the tearful eye, must have moved any heart not composed of adamant.

The man took the letter from the poor suppliant, and hastily ascended
the stair case.

"A letter, Madam," said he, presenting it to his lady:
"an immediate answer is required. "