The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1874-08-20
BABIES DONE TO DEATH.
Gain.-Leaves from the sRecONll OF
a Private Hospital.
from the N. Y. World.1

From the N. Y World
The death of baby, not "a month
! old, who had been put out to beard in
] the hands of Mrs. Kate .KilbaMe. of
| 500 West Nineteenth street, ina small
way ''baby farmer has drawn gen.
eral attention to the fate which young
children born in vice, or what usually
amounts to the same thing, the lowest
stratum Of society, may meet at any
time through neglect or an intent posi-
lively murderous. ..s,aAn illegitimate.
|. child Is born in this city about every
hour, and the fate of little Charley.
| whose inquest was held last, Sunday,
may be, and often is, the fate of any
one of them. His story never would
have drawn the least attention but for an
infornaality in the death certificate, and
after an inquest, which showed that the.
child was .stargsd to death. it was found
that nobody, was. legally to;blame in the.
matter. Each and all concerned in the.
child death stand Just where they did
| before, barring little publicity (which
| the flaw in the certificate has caused
There seems to be no manner of doubt
! that cases more or less like; this, where,
! minor bits of form and detail are at
tended to, are all the time slipping.
| through she meshes of the Health Board
! without even coroner S inquest to de-
eide in 9 judicial and authoritative
manner slla. nobody was at fault after
all.
1t is scarcely worth while in. this case,
to go over the whole story Of the way
by which o young girl Of seventeen found
that sin had brought on her oath the
dark shadow Of coming motherhood.
1t is very old story and a very sad
story.
Kate Knbride, large-asned Irish
| woman- with expansive motherhood as
/. the prominent characteristic of her
form, and, it is fair to conclude, of her
nature as well, took charge of.the child
dor $3.50 a Eeek. What the parting
was between mother and child. no one
cared enough even to remember.
Says Mrs. AKilbride: Mrs. Dorian
she sent for M, and she says, says she,
Take this bahy, Mrs. Kilbride, and [
looks at him., and lie had a sore breast
anc a sore mouth, and / was Altered
for me own xnd thus, the little! b y, as
hisIaother pays the rint, an stops an
hesitates like, and never put . hand to
him, land Mrs. Morr; w or Dsrrau, or
what might be the name of her, she
says, swate-likee an here's half a
months pay, Mrs. X ilbride, because,
sir, they know sir, the child
would only live two We eks, and so. they
gives me that and moth ing mora, as ne
name it's Kate Kilbrid'e this ten year !;
and the mother she r; uses hcMelf I'D
and says, @, take aim, Mrs. Kiforide :;
take hin, for the love olf heaven, take
him, and thin bein' still wake, and her
self 1t Was by no means strong. she
just lies back in bed AND | takes the
little sickly thing-1,ad sck to HIM
an he dion t live at Gll, no. he couldn't
an goes to the door, and The neither
calls me back and says, eoughin7 to
that degree she couldn't sp; sxe, Here's
81. Mrs. kilbride, anG will you buy
him bottle of soothin' sy rap. says
she. His mothers LIST 81 # sootked
hlm IN good sooth, as ,aerha pss 1t Was
her intention it should. One unfortl-
nate complication about the little fe!-
lows fate should perhaps be mention
ed. 4 prominent Protestant pnscopaa
minister, one Of the few who boz mds his
visits to the sick and dying by no con-
sidexations for his own safety aided
and befriended the poor woma. l. and
buried her child, and thereby h M his
name dragged into newspaper &C count
of the matter in most nn]usti table
fashion.
1t is now something over aweek ago
that Mrs. kilbride took charge of G. bar
ley and took him to her home at 500
West Nineteeth street. For IS a
! month she rents q basement-roam wi tn
two windows and little foul bas *
room with none. In the back roo. q
she and her children and the husband
sleep In one steaning pile of noisome'
blankets. filthy sheets, and reeking
mattress, to say the least possible Of the
sleepers. The only substitute fer
cradle the place has rs broken wheel
ed peram bulator. stuffed with feather
pillow. which. to all appearance. has
not been touched during all the month
it has been the only bad. day and night.
of the two half-naked infants in Mrs
Kilbride' care. A bureau. chair or
two. and loungethat is all the fur
niture. By all Mrs. Kilbride's accounts
she had very hard time with the poor
little thing. Here was a Young child.
not week old. taken from its own
mothers breast. and brought to alien
food which nature had been for months
preparing for mature child; no won
der it sickened. and its mouth grew
ore till the foster mother feared for
the safety of other children committed
to her care. and her own health if she
allowed its wan. wasted lips to touch
her bosom. "Sure an it didn't act
dacint like, but it just dhrew its legs
right and cried and squealed an nivver
stopped. the little divvil. day or noight,
but just went crying an squealing, an
John Kilbride he puts his bed in the
hall and says he. 'Nivver a wink
will l get, Kate. till ye take that
yelling child to Mrs. Dorian -
sure, he says, says he. Nivver viii