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From the Ball-Room to Hell by T. A. Faulkner
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She soon became very ill and sank rapidly, and then came a time when she
felt that life was short, and that if she wished to leave a message on
earth it must be delivered quickly. Having heard of my conversion and
that I intended exposing the evils which germinate in the ball-room she
sent a messenger requesting me to call immediately.

On entering the house I was led to a couch in a cosy room where lay the
beautiful young woman whose pale face showed all to plainly, an amount
of sorrow and suffering unwarranted by her years. The countenance of the
sufferer brightened as I entered, and she extended her hand saying: "I
am so glad you came to see me, so glad to know that you are to expose
the evil which buds in the dance hall. Do not delay your work. I have
prayed God to spare my life that I might go and warn young girls against
that which has made such a sad wreck of my once pure and happy life,
for, when I entered dancing school, I was as innocent as a child and
free from sin and sorrow, but under its influence and in its association
I lost my purity, my innocence, my _all_, but I know that God has
forgiven the sin which is sending me to my early grave, where I shall
soon be forgotten by all earthly friends.

"Do not grieve for me. I am leaving this dark world for a bright and
happy one where sin and sorrow are unknown. Mother is waiting for me
there and I am not afraid to go."

We spoke of a hope that she might yet recover, but she only closed her
eyes and shook her head slowly.

"No," she said, with considerable effort, "I shall never leave this room
alive, never see the green hills of home, never see my father's face,
but tell him not to mourn for me, I shall be happy in the arms of
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