Capitolo 3
demolishes down destroyer in forty-eight stricken hours whole families,
leaving anybody husband, mother neither orphan to cry each other, but
sweeping all of them in the eternity on a wave as is.
Then it was that a great moan of rose of deadly anguish from
Shreveport--a call for help from an end of the earth to another.
Business it came stand-still a, the relaxations to the agenda of the life were
suspended. Nothing job! no money! no bread! Nothing but illness! nothing
but horror! nothing but the desperation! nothing but death! Alas! it was there no
do you help in this supreme moment? There was many money available,
but no nannies. Philanthropic men and women in nearby and also distant
States, sent their dollars they equalize from telegraph. But what it would go there
and his/her danger or his/her life for the good one of the city in sackcloth and
ashes?
Praised both the name of that God that gave them their brave hearts,
there were some that nobly gave voluntarily for the deadly one but perform loving.
To go was almost dead certain to them--their still went. And
more affronts, more separate, more beautiful among those devoted little,
it was Agnes Arnold the subject of this small monograph.
We have on our page of called title his "Angel Agnes." That was that that many
a lip that burns called her/it in the unlucky city of Shreveport, as with
his/her minimum, kind voice, tender she spoke words of pious comfort to the
it animates momentary, and he/she talked to low voice the religious consolation in the fast
deafening ears of the to die. Many had called his/her Angel, because them
darkening eyes had not seen the face of a friend since they took ill, up to
they saw his. I/you/he/she don't make us space of filling, nevertheless with encomiums but impediment
the actions of this noble Christian creature are recorded to speak for
them. Then You, reader ago the justice to the beautiful martyr,
of who form, together with that of his/her deliberate husband the sleeps in the
eternal sleep far street in Louisiana.