Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1873-11-06
Helena, Montana, Thursday, November 6, 1878.
Somebody Loves Me.

Two or three years ago the Superintendent
OF the Little Wanderers Home in Boston re.
celved one morning a request from the Judge
that ne would come up to the courtroom. He
complied directly, and found there group
OF seven little girls, ragged, dirty, and for
lorn, beyond even what he was accustomed
10 see. The Judge pointed to them, and said
Mr.. 7, can you take any of these?'
| ''Certainly, I'll take them ALL was the
prompt reply.
Gail! What in the world can you do with
| them all ?"
''lll make women of them.'
The Judge singled out one even worse in
appearance than all the rest, and asked again {:
''What can you do with this one?"
''lll make woman of her," Mr.. r
repeated firmly and hopefully. He took them
all home. They were washed and dressed,
and provided with good supper and beds.
The next morning they went into the school
room with the rest of the children. Mary
was the name of the little girl whose chance
for better things the Judge thought was
small.
During the afternoon the teacher said to
Mr.. T, in reference to her: II never
saw child like that. have tried for an
hour to get single smile, and failed"
MIR. T. said afterwards himself that her
face was the saddest he had ever seen, sor-
rowful beyond expression yet she was a
very little girl-only seven or eight years old.
After school he called her into his Office,
little pet used to have a little girl here
that would wait on me and sit on my knee,
and l loved her very much. A kind lady
and gentleman adopted her, and she went to
live with them. l miss her, and l should
like you to take her place and be my little
pet; will you?"
A CLEAN Of light fitted over the poor
child's face as she began to understand him.
He gave her ten cents, and told her that she
might 60 to store near by and buy some
candy. While she was gone he took two or
three newspapers, tore them in pieces, and
scattered them about the room. When she
returned, in few minutes, he said to her:
''Mary, will you clean up my Office for me?
Pick up them papers, and make it look real
nice"
She went to work with will. A little
more of this sort of management-treating
her just like a kind father would wrought
the desired change. She went into the school
room after dinner with so changed look
and bearing that the teacher was astonished.
The child's face was absolutely radiant; and
half fearful of some mental wandering, she
went up to her and said: ''Mary, what is it?
What makes you look so happy!'
ooh! I've got somebody to love mc!' the
child answered earnestly, as if it were heaven
come down to earth.
That was all the secret. For want of love
that little ones life had been so cold and des-
olate that she had lost childhood's faith and
hope She could not at first believe in the
reality of joy or kindness for her. 1t was
this certainty that some one loved her and
desired her affection that lighted the child's
soul and glorifed her face!
Mary has since been adopted by wealthy
people, and lives in beautiful home in New
England; but more than all its comforts and
beauty, running like golden thread through
it all, she finds the love of her father and
mother.
Shall we, who have many to love, and to
love us, refuse to be comforted, to see any
value or use in life, and work for our hands
to do, because one Of our treasures may be
removed from on: sight-from our home and
care to better.
And oh! shall we let any of these little
ones go hungering for affection-go up even
unto Gods land before they find somebody
to love them ?-LitNe Things.