The evening world., 1889-07-31

top floor, and on down TO the sidewalk. to
begin all over again. and ahk at every door
Tor a possible Invalid. The experience is n
new one, for on the tenement roof | get
nearer heaven than ever before in my life.
while the doctor IL able to accomplish double
the amount of work possible IN II more round
about way. Twenty houses arc covered, 200
families visited and several hundred women
aud children treated.
nm hurried along in my efforts to preach
domestic science, kitchen gardening and the
doctrines Of soap aud winter, but for the sick,
no matter about the age or sex, the doctor
has time, attention, int rest and sympathy III
abuna ance. and generally a prescrip ion.
In the short walk along the sidewalk lie
looks into bnby faces. takes the little one i'll
his arms and tells the muse what to do for
IFS comfort. He ties up sore limbs and toes,
and several times he passes iUdg ment ON n
tubs nurs NJ bottle, and fits il with u new,
clean rubber nipple from his satchel. Three
prescriptions are written for sick babies in
arms that We meet in the street.
AT 257 Avenue b the first house call is
made. We 60 at once TO the second floor.
rear fiat.
Ch' hbNlOT, i HH 81 BluU W see YOU. ID
the greeting that comes from q sweet. soft,
tred-voiced little woman who bends over q
tub of clo hes. The brightness of her face
and the goodness that shines in her eyes
make her pretty in spite OF her poverty. The
little room is clean aud tidy. the stove "
bright with polish and over the deal table
hangs the immortal " Rock Of Ages"
There are four little ones IN the family.
Two have gone on the excursion and two nre
in the kitchen window. Kate, twenty months,
and blue.eyed Charles, two months. Charles
does not take up much room. You could
hide him in a cigar-box, and in the rocking
chair where he lies he Is almost lost. He has
meningitis and the Summer complaint. and
so little strength that an encounter with a
canary would vanquish HIM. And yet the
doctor saws, Ha. la! Old man." when he
sees him, for the night before ne had taken
Charles coffin measure.
Poor Kate has but a slightly firmer hold
on life. Her eyes are as blue as sapphires
and hair like threads Of amber, but If there
is any blood in her system it is not apparent
from the surface of her slight little body.
Kato has an Inordinate thirst for coffee.
which is making her as nervous as a kin of
st. Nitus. She scorns the regulation baby
food, but the doctor presented her with a
new kind, and she is to be braced up on cod
liver oil. dressed up in new clothes and sent
to the Seaside Hospital with inanimate
Charles.
" 1t is n hard struggle. " the mother tells us,
- for us to live. My husband is a baker. He
gets 80 a week aud bread. but we pay % a
nnpnih for rant md yhap tho hills ora cattlaI
there is nothing left to buy clothes.
Mrs. c., who lives at 545 East Sixteenth
street, has two beautiful boys, aged eighteen
months collectively. that the doctor has just
brought through a severe attack of cholera
infantum. They live in a front room and
are so bereft of the comforts Of life; thaIthey
have to 90 to bed while their dress suits are
being pressed out.
AT 51 East Sixteenth street we find q young
woman merriiy capering about a back kitchen
with jennie and Jimmie, age two and three
years respectively, the occasion of her joy be-
Ing the employment of her husband, who
for nine months has been unable to get work.
Here's the letter, doctor. Read it for
yourself. He'll work on a poultry farm up
in London. Canada. and get 80. He starts
tonight. He'll have to pay IS a week board,
but the other "a will easily pay the rent and
give us plenty to eat. Yesterday we had
nothing all day but half a pound of crackers
a neighbor give me. This morning my
mother-in-law brought the children sugar
cakes and gave me % cents, and here's q bit
of meat l got for soup.
do l like my mother-in-law? She's the
best woman that ever lived, God bless her!
We'd have died long ago of starvation but for
her. She sewed carpet for seventeen years,
but now she is too old to work, Everything
she gets is laid aside for these children, even
tho bread my sister gives her."
The package the doctor has is for her
children. There arc slips, shirts, stockings
and dresses, aprons. bibs and a pair of shoes,
II cake of soap, a box of infants food and a
soft toilet sponge. with which Mr.. Jim pro-
ceeds to scour the lame stove.
The poor mother's gratitude is expressed
in n food of tears, and when she blindIy
hunts for the DOCTORS hand, he pats her on
the shoulder and asks where the baby is.
Bartholomew is twenty weeks old and
nothing like as long as his name. He has the
Group and comes from the dark. closet-like
bedroom, beaded with perspiration.
The babe is tenderly stripped of it's little
slip, the doctor sounds the little lungs,
presses his ear against the slight frame to
catch the heart beat. looks concerned, fills
three prescriptions for a food, bath and elixir
and orders the child to the fresh-air trip
down the bay. We give the hopeful young
mother money enough for a weeks supply of
wholesome food for herself and little ones
and leave her softly weeping and beautiful
Jim industriously spcnglng the stove.
At the foot of the stairs a voice calls out,
"Good-by, doctor, and God bless you. Tell
The EvENING WORLD we will pray for it
every night"
In 5l2 East Fifteenth street, Mary, aged
eight years, is found in a kitchen. crying as
if her little heart would break. She has sore