IN HIGH LIFE.
Many years ago I was nursing for Mrs. W----, at
the Broadway Hotel. My charge was a little girl,
who has since grown up an elegant, accomplished and
beautiful young lady—an ornament to society, and
also the city that gave her birth. While nursing there,
I was one night sent out for some coal—as Mrs. W.
did not only mind her children by day, but during the
night, to see to their comfort. It was about two
o'clock. The coal was kept in a closet under the stair¬
way While there, I heard a noise in the hall, which
alarmed me very much, and on looking out I saw
three gentlemen, stepping about very softly. I thought
they were robbers, and went into the closet and closed
Presently I heard the voice of a female, when, get¬
ting over my fright, I opened the door and went out.
Immediately a woman, running out, caught hold of
me, and asked me to save her. I asked her what was
the matter, when she said those men meant to kill
her. She clung to me, and came witb me to my lady's
door, when I left her and took in the coal—telling my
lady of the matter, and saying I would go back and
stay an hour or so with her, which my lady permitted
me to do.
I found her to be a Mrs.----, from Maine. She
was of medium hight, had beautiful, wavy chesnnt
hair, and showed every appearance of having been
well raised and of good family. After much persua¬
sion, I got her to her room. She would let no one
near her but me, and I sat down on the floor, took her
on my lap, and sung to her for six long hours, and
by that means kept her quiet; but I was exhausted