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.