Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1871-03-10

"A baby! Left on our doorstep too!
Who dared do such thing rs to leave n
baby hcre?" These were the eXclama.
tions of Mrs. John Morton. one cold morn
ing, as the servant girl came bouncing
into the dining. room with bundle in
her arms, and made the announcement
that baby had been left on tho step.
Ofall the bundles that had ever been left
at John Notions house this was the most
unlocked for and the most unwelcome.
You SEQ maam." said Bridget. Il
went out 10 get the morning paper and to
sweep off the stoop, and sees the bundle
lying on the mat. went To lilt it in my
arms, and it moved. and says to my.
self. What can this be p and when
opened the shawl and sees the baby"
What will we do with t?" said Mrs.
Morton"
Send it to the police station At once, -
replied her husband. Here Michael, q"
he continued, take this child to the
station, and tell them it was left on our
stoop."
Let me look at it first" said Mrs.
Allison, Mrs Morton's mother, as she
arose from ;he breakfast table and APP
preached the childless couple, who were
already bending over the little waif. As
the old shawl was thrown off from the
babe, like Moses in the balrushes. BE
hold. it wept."
1T is hungry said Mrs. Allison.
How thin its little arms and hands are.
1t looks rs ii it was nearly starved. Let
Us iced it before we send il away.
Budget had been child's nurse she
had already prepared some food, aud
was bringing it TO the dining room. Il
ran through the ymd. ma'am, and got
Mrs. WorthingtOn's baby's bottle, and
she is coming right over to see.n The
baby took its nourishment eagerly. and
then fell asleep.
ats garments are very clean. although
quite poor, said Mrs. Allison. as she be.
gan To examine the little ones wrappings.
Yes, and we don't know anything
about the blOod.n said Mr.. Morton. |
think a great deal of the blood One
wants to know what sort and quality he
takes across his threshold"
"As TO The sort" replied Mrs. Allison
in low tone of voice, lit was one OF
those whom Christ took into his arms and
blessed, Notwithstanding the rebukes OF
His Disciples: and as to the quality, of
such is the kingdom of heaven"
We'll. said Mr. Morton, "you women
must DO what you think best. The car is
coming and | must 90 down town.
Michael can take it anywhere you con-
cludo to send it,"
There is Home for the FriendlesS,
an orpll;n asylum, and II half dozen
other charitable institutions, where they
take such things"
As Mr.. Morton passed out of the door,
no encountered number of ladies in
their morning wrappers rushing in to
gat glimpse of the wonderful arrival.
The gentleman jumped on TO the platform
OF the car with only hurried "good
morning. lest he should be overwhelmed
with such questions as "What will you
do with it?" "Who on earth put it there
&c, &c.
"Well, really exclaimed Mrs. Mon
tague. as she went into the dining. room,
you are in trouble enough. I'm SO glad
ii wasn't left at ouI house, and the pref.
" little woman shrugged her shoulders
as she bent over the little sleeper now ly
inc on the sofa. | would not keep 1t 4
minute The longer You keep it the harder
il will be Tor you TO get rid of it"
"Wha. will they do with it? asked
Mrs. Tuner of any one no might choose
to answer so difficult question. "Mrs,