The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1873-12-31
MISCELLANY.
THE M.dGIC POWER or LoVE.


Two or three years ago the superintendent
of the Little Wanderers Home in Boston re-
ceived one morning n request from the judge
that he would come up to the courtroom.
He complied directly, and found there n
group of seven little girls, ragged, dirty, and
to see. The judge pointed to them and
1 said
Mr.. T., can you take any of these? !"
Certainly; I'll take them ALL was the
prompt reply.
Gan What in the world can you do with
themall
! ''I'll 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?''
"I'll make woman Of her. Mr. re-
peated, firmly and hopefully. He took them
all home. They were washed and dressed,
and provided witha 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:
81 never saw such child as that | have
tried for an hour to get a single smile and
faied''
Mr.. T said afterward to himself that
her face WAS the saddest he had ever seen,
sorrowful beyond expression yet she was q
very little girl-only seven orseight years old
After school he called her into his Office,
and said pleasantly "Mary, I've lost my
little pet. used to have little girl here
that would wait on me- and sit on my knee,
and loved her very much. kind lady and
gentleman adopted her, and she went with
them. | miss her, and | 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 go 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 the papers, and make it look real
NICE"
She went to work with will. A little
more of this sort of nagement-treating
her just like 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?"
"Oh / have some one to love me -
the child answered earnestly, as if it were
heaven come down on earth.
That was all the secret For want of love
flat poor little ones life had been so cold and
desolate 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 de-
sired her affection that lighted the chilus 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 conferred, to see any
value and use in life any work for our hands
to do, because one of our treasures may be
removed from our 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 "sonie body
: to love them?n