To the Humane and Benevolent


A Real Object of Compassion, craves their Assistance; a WIDOW, who has from her Youth, borne an unblemished Character for Honesty and Industry.–She had the Misfortune in younger Life to be stript of every Thing, by the Extravagance of her Husband, who died Insolvent, notwithstanding which, by the greatest imaginable Frugality and Care, she made shift to save enough to pay off the whole of her Husband’s Debts, which she punctually performed, and in consequence of the same Care and Diligence, found herself ten to twelve Years ago, possessed of Fifty Pounds;–at that Time, she became unable to support herself by Business, and has lived upon this Sum till the present Time; when at the age of Fourscore Years, she sees herself reduced to the small remains of her last Guinea, for Support.–Every Thing that could be said, would be lost on the Unfeeling, and to Others it would be an affront to add any Thing farther, to recommend such an Object. The Truth of the above, can be attested to by the Printer of this Paper, by Mr. Marshall near the High-Cross, or Mr. Clarke in Shambles-Lane, who will receive any Donations the Benevolent shall think to bestow.