The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-02-24
A BABY WHAT WILL THEY DO
WITH IT2

WITH IT?
" A baby? Left on our doorstep. tool
Who dared do such thing as to leave
baby here - Those were the excla-
nations af Mrs. John Morton, one cold
morning, az the servant girl bounced
into the dining-roOm with bundle in
her arms, and made the announcement
that a baby had been left on the stoop.
OF all the bundles that had ever been
left at John Morton's house, this was
the most unlocked for, and most un-
welcome.
You see, ma'am," said Bridget,
vert out to get the morning paper and
TO sweep off the stoop, and | sees this
bundle lying on the mat. | went to lift
IT in my arms, and it moved, and
says 10 myself, What can this be p
and when | opened the shawl, sees a
baby
What will You do with it % says
Mrs. Morton.
Send it to the police station at
once" replied her husband. I" Here,
Michael" he continued; "take this
child TO the station, and tell them it was
left on our stoop.n
Let me look at it first said Mrs.
Allison, MIR. Morton's mother, as she
arose from the breakfast table and APP
preached the childless couple, who
were already bending over the wait. As
the old shawl was thrown off from the
babe, like Moses in the bulrushes, % Be
hold ii wept."
It is hungry" said Mrs. Allison.
How thin its little arms and hands
are. II looks as if it was nearly starved.
lie us feed it before we send it away"
Bridget had been childs nurse: she
had already prepared some food, and
was bringing it TO the dining room. 4"
ran through the yard, ma'am, and got
Mr.. Worthingtons baby's bottle, and
she's coming right over to see The
baby took It's nourishmcnt eagerly, and
then fell asleep.
It's garments are very clean, though
quite poor said Mrs. Allison, as she
BEGAN to examine the little ones wrap
pings.
Yes, and we don't know anything
about the blood" said Mr.. Morton. q
think II great deal of the blood. One
wants to know what sort and quality he
lake across his threshold"
As TO the sort replied Mrs. Ali.
-on III a low tone OF voice. it is one of
those whom Christ took into His arms
and blessed Notwithstanding the re-
Dukes OF His Disciples and as to the
quality. OF such is the kingdom of
heaven.
Well" said Mr.. Morton, YOU wo-
men must do what you think best. The
ear is coming and | must 90 down town.
Michael can take it any where you con-
elude 10 send it. There is Home for
the Friendless,' an orphan asylum, and
a haT dozen other charitable insttu-
tons where they take such things"
As Mr.. Morton passed out of the door
he encountered number of ladies in
their morning wrappers rushing in to
get a glimpse of the wonderful arrival.
The gentleman jumped on to the plat
form Of the car with only hurried
"good morning" lest he should be over.
whelned with such questions as "What
will he do with it ?n " Who on earth put
1t there p etc.
Well. really" exclaimed Mrs. Mon
iaguc, a. she went into the dining room,
"you are in trouble enough. I'm so
glad II wasn't left nj our house." and
the pretty little woman shrugged her
shoulders as she bent over the little
sleeper now lying on the sofa. :"
wouldn't keep it a minute; the longer
you keep it the harder it will be to get
rid of it.
What will they do with it |" asked
Mr. Turner OF any one who might
choose 10 answer so difficult question.
Mrs. Norton couldn' take care of il
because she ism used to Children
80 no, indeed said busting Mrs.
Worthington. I've had four children
anil know what it is to take care of
them. 70 be sure I've always had a
nurse for each child. You know my ner-
yOus system would not admit Of my
having the care of them. | love them
dearly, but my nerves are too weak to
have them with me much of the TINE !;
but J see that they have good nurses,
and | can't help the rest
" Yes," said Mrs. Hartwell, who
badu, any children, and hoped she
mover would have, "you have been
married ten years, Mrs. Morgan, and
are such Il nice housekeeper, and so
precise IN your lIvint that baby would
turn everything topsy turvy, and you
would have to work across the grain all
the rest ct your life. never could take
other peoples children"
" What will they do with it, Mrs
Allison p" asked another lady who had
stood bv silent, and always concurred
in everybody's opinion. The mother of
thirty years ago was this good old lady.
She had brou tht up six children in the