The Portland daily press., 1886-01-22
To The New MurdOCk FreeH Hospital,
BY A. MI. TREGGs, a Patient.

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This new Hospital, you say,
Will be finished on the first OF May.
A noble structure It's and grand,
Finely located and well planned
Large enough for all,
AS il contains 80 600 feet of floor.
OF its kind the only Hospital
Supported by one individual
Without contribution or taxation.
In all this great aud glorious nation!
From Sill to eaVe-tr0m wing TO wing,
The structure seems HUiIag thing
In living tones it seems to speak:
II am an ayslum for the weak,
And burdened and distressed.
The helpless, struggling and depressed,
Deserving daughters of Mother Eve,
Beneath my roof will find relief;
Though many here may often come
Filled with sad thoughts of friends. and home
Their hearts with sckenlng lear pc Iiie
TO come beneath the surgeons KNIFE
Filled with the dizzy, nameleSS dread
That haunts the etherizng bed.
Their tears and fears will melt away
Like dew before the orb OF day.
Kindness will wipe away the tear,
Experience Danish doubt and fear,
And cheerful word and pleasant smile
Shall many lonely hour beguile.
For none can here position I'LL -
In whom kindness does not blend with skill.
No surgeon here who is not kind,
Skilful, gentlemafly and refined,
And faithful, punctual to each call,
To rich or poor, one and all
No attendant here upon the sick
Whose heart is not warm, deep and quick
To feel for, relieve and sympathize
With pain, and tears, and SleeplesS eyes,
To sOOfhe the tired, thr0bbing head,
TO soften cool the feyered bed,
Remembering Him who favors rain,
For the cup Of water in HIS name.'
How glad this founders heart must feeli
How full Of pride and holy zeal,
TO see this noble work go on
10 see the healed leave one by one,--
TO knoa0 none in the white cots lay
Worrying the doctors bills TO pay,
10 hear the cOnvaescents sing,
Theji laughter make the fine wards ring;
The thanks that from glad hearts they pour
The God bless him' as he leaves the door
TO feel that what he can he giCeS,
sees it in good use while he ttces,
Not waiting till he has turned to dust,
TO let his wealth amass, waste, and rust.
He sees, he sees. full well ne knows
Where and how each dollar goes,
Not boarded, squandered vainly spent
But wisely used, and freely lent
TO Him who said of the graces three,
al'he greatest of these is Charity"
Another name enrolled shall be
f)n the cages of philanthropy!
Would ike him were many more
Who would freely, wisely use their store
OF useful knogiedge and @ gro%ng oSt e Sestb %eafn
So many unheeded day by day
In crowded cities would not fade away
For want of SKILL and pure fresh ar
And rest. and nourishment, and loving care;
So much want, and suffering, we Wonl4 npt meet
In garrett and alley IN s6op ana tS s1ffei' de
Their last earth memory their childrens cry,
Who, left to the waves OF hardened "oria'
1ft in its eddies of sin are Whlrled,
Nor so many girls OF pure soul, nne pfaln,
Left to drag out hours Of smothered.pain,
Without the means Tor the Time 10 sbop.
For rest from store, or desk, or SHOP
Their strength still falling their last hope gone,
Still bravely trying to struggle on.
When timely skill and care would save
eIany flower from an early grave.
God shower his blessings on every one
Who works for the good, and the light Of Man,
And happg make the hearts tonight
OF those Who labor for love and right,
And of those bright souls who have ever sought
10 lift enlarge the plane Of Thought, ~,
For the cause of science. and skill; and Truth,
Or for the alienation of Age and Youth
From sickness. suffering error. wrong
Or to lift the fallen, or lead the strong,
Comfort their souls at the last great cali
Forget not this FOUNDER among them all
Give him happiness, peace and light
sStrea;gth to keep the path OF right
Bless MIN, Father, in thy own sweet way,
And radse him up' on the final day.
Boston Traveller, November, 1885.
Janis WS&Mu