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Balt.
Dec. 15th, 1831.
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Dear Pa,
I am sure you could not refuse to assist me if you
were well aware of the distress I am in. How often have you relieved
the distresses of a perfect stranger in circumstances less urgent than
mine. and yet when I beg and intreat you in the name of God to send me
succour you will still refuse to aid me. I know that I have offended
you past all forgiveness, and I know that I have no longer any hopes of
being again received into your favour, but, for the sake of Christ, do
not let me perish for a sum of money which you would never miss, and
which would relieve me from the greatest earthly misery — especially as
I promise by all that is sacred that I will never under any
circumstances apply to you again. Oh! if you knew at this moment how
wretched I am you would never forgive yourself for having refused me.
You are enjoying yourself in all the blessings that wealth &
happiness can bestow, and I am suffering every extremity of want and
misery without even a chance of escape, or a friend to whom I can look
up to for assistance.
Think for one moment, and if your nature and former
heart are not altogether changed you [page
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your assistance if not for my sake for the sake of humanity.
I know you have never turned a beggar from your
door, and I apply to you in that light, I beg you for a little aid, and
for the sake of all that was formerly dear to you I trust that you will
relieve me.
If you wish me to humble myself before you I am
humble — Sickness and misfortune have left me not a shadow of pride. I
own that I am miserable and unworthy of your notice, but do not leave
me to perish without leaving me still one resource. I feel at the very
bottom of my heart that if you were in my situation and you in mine,
how differently I would act.
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