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blundered into a third weakness. She some- 

 times "tell fibs" when she is in a liiilii 

 place. She actually told that young mother 

 she much preferred an upper berth. whc:i 

 she had told the porter an hour before tliat 

 she would rather sit up all niyht than m 

 climb up there. 



The above reminds me that cue of our 

 grandchildren — I guess it was a little girl — 

 after her mother had given her a spanking', 

 after she got through crying she said to her 

 mother, "''l lofs you still." Well, like the 

 spanked little girl, I want to say of Mrs. 

 Root that, even if she does get cross when 

 she does not have good air, and bounces out 

 of bed when she hears a baby cry, and e\ eri 

 tells fibs (the kind of fibs 1 have described) 

 to help a sick motlier. like tlie little uiil. 

 " I lofs you still."* 



Dear friends, the above is a rather \ov\v. 

 introduction; but it paves the way to the 

 following, which I clip from the Younps- 

 town Telegram. Just a minute right liere. 

 Do you know there are quite a few dailies 

 that exchange with Gleanings? Yes. tliey 

 are actually sending a paper evei-y day for 

 a whole year, and all they get in return is 

 Gleanings twice a month. Is not this a 

 clever world to live in? Well, below is what 

 I read in the Telegram: 



WELSHES AT FIRST THOUGHT BABV'S CRIES WERE 

 THOSE OF A CAT. 



The lusty cries of an eight-months-old baby prob 

 ably saved its life early Sunday morning when it 

 was found, muddy and bedraggled, in the front yard 

 of 630 Hayman Street by Harvey H. Welsh, 709 

 Hayman Street. The police, after working an entire 

 day to discover the parents or guardian of the child, 

 are without a clue as to whom it might belong. 



The infant was nearly dead from exposure when 

 found. Had it ceased its cries it is likely that it 

 would have lain in the yard until daybreak, and it 

 is doubtful if it could have stood the ordeal. 



According to the police the cries of the child were 

 first heard about 3 A. M. by a sister of Mrs. Welsh. 

 She awakened Mrs. Welsh and her husband, and the 

 latter dressed to go out to make a search. But think- 

 ing the cries were those of a cat, Welsh took off his 

 clothes and returned to bed. 



The wails continued, and Mr. and Mrs. Welsh 

 were again awakened by the sister who insisted that 

 they make a thorough search. Welsh dressed himself 

 a second time and went out. He found the infant 

 not far away, about three feet from the sidewalk. 

 It wore several dresses, which were water-soaked 

 and covered with mud. 



Welsh gathered the infant in his arms and took it 

 home, and the two women set about to prepare food. 



* Of course, the above about telling fibs is a pleas- 

 antry. Mrs. Root never tells tibs, and will not tell 

 even little ones. She simply changed her mind when 

 she heard that baby cry ; and even if she did change 

 her mind rather suddenly, and was rather vehement, 

 I hope other women, especially every mother who 

 reads this, will be ready to change their mind very 

 quickly under like circumstances. 



I forgot to add in the proper place that, when we 

 got up in the loft, I pulled the ventilators wide open, 

 and Mrs. Root slept nicely, even if she did spend 

 quite a little time helping to care for the baby and 

 its mother. My little prayer was once more answered. 



— Courtesy Younystown Telegram. 



They removed the wet clothing and bathed the child 

 in warm water. The baby, which was a girl, drank 

 the milk given her as though she were nearly starv- 

 ed. Her little body being warmed she fell asleep. 



The police were at once notified, and took the 

 baby to the City Hospital. Detective Moyer was de 

 tailed on tlie case Sunday morning, and worked the 

 entire day without results. The child does not belong 

 to the neighborhood in which it was found, and no 

 one has reported to the police that a baby was miss- 

 ing. 



The child was left purposely in the yard to be 

 found, or to die from exposure, or may have been 

 placed there by a drunken mother returning home 

 from a night's revel, the police believe. 



Along with the above account came the 

 picture of that forsaken baby. Just think 

 of it, will you? Some woman, some mother, 

 left her own baby in a place like that; and 

 when the i^oliee made every effort to find 

 that mother they could get no trace of her. 

 Of course, not all women are like Mrs. 

 Root; but I think the greater part of them 

 would have been called irresistibly by the 

 cries of that poor little deserted waif. Im- 

 agine a mother, if you can, who would go 

 away under the circumstances and leave her 

 baby out in the cold and wet. She did not 

 even take the pains to place it on a porch 

 or under shelter. She probably knew it 

 might rain, and so how could she perform 

 an act like that? And after she went away 

 did not her conscience trouble her? How 

 could she sleep? how could she rest at all 

 with that terrible burden resting on her 

 soul, that she had thus in such a cowardly 

 way deliberately left her own child? 



In these latter days, not only are women 

 taking up men's work, but they seem to be 

 taking on men's vices. One of these dailiM 



