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The Trials of the Soldier's Wife - A Tale of the Second American Revolution by Alex St. Clair Abrams
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"Sir," she remarked, speaking slowly. "I am a woman with two children,
alone in this State. My husband and protector is now pining in a
Yankee prison, a sacrifice on the altar of his country. Let me ask you
as a man, and perhaps a father, to pause ere you turn a helpless woman
from the shelter of your property. You appear wealthy, and the sum
charged for the rent would make but little difference to you, if it
was never paid. Oh! do not eject us from this room. My child lies
there parched with fever, and to remove her may be fatal."

"There is no necessity for any appeals to me," he replied. "If I were
to give way to such extravagant requests in your case, I should be
necessitated to do so in others, and the result would be, that I
should find myself sheltering all my tenants, without receiving any
pay for house rent. The idea cannot be entertained for a moment."

"Let your own heart speak," she said, "and not the promptings of
worldly thoughts. All those who rent your houses are not situated as I
am. They are at home among friends, who will aid and succor them, if
ever necessity overtook them. I am far away from home and friends.
There is no one in this town that I can call upon for assistance, and
even now, my children are without food for want of funds to purchase
it. Do not add to my wretchedness by depriving them of shelter. Let me
know that if we are to die of starvation, a roof, at least, will cover
our bodies."

He looked at her with unchanged countenance. Not even the movement of
a muscle, denoted that his heart was touched at her pathetic appeal.
His expression was as hard and cold as adamantine, nor did a single
feeling of pity move him. He cared for nothing but money; she could
not give him what he wanted, and too sentiment of commiseration, no
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