The evening world., 1890-03-10
LAURA YORK.

nurses room of the great hospital, tool
A guilty heart ia that Of this one mother
who has no participation in to.day's fes-
tivities-yet the heart of a mother.
A year ago this very morning-it was a
dreary. cold and bleak morning, with Q
bleak wind cutting through ones clothing
and carrying the dampness and chill to
the very bones-s policeman from the
Twentieth street station heard sound
like the treble Of o kitten.
He was at Tenth avenue and Sixteenth
street, and he was on one side of a high
fence. the noise on the other. Chamber.
ing over the fence he found-a wee bit Of
humanity, wrapped in an old newspaper.
The officer gathered mp the little bun.
die. placed 1t under his overcoat and
hastened to the station. An ambulance
was called and Surgeon Buell.. of the
New York Hospital, found little girl.
not more than four hours old, almost
dead from exposure.
Packing the babe in box Of cotton he
carried 1t to the hospital. Itliyed through
the incessant efforts of the doctors and
almost instantly 1t captured the hearts Of
all the forty nurses, especially that Of
Miss Cyrena McLaury, who was at that
time head nurse in the children's ward.
And Miss MoLaury felt honored IN
being accorded the pleasure of nariirg
the baby after herself.I Laprs"-and Its
LAURA York was the luckiest waif ever
deserted in this big town, for though New
York Hospital is not q founding asylum,
with one accord the attaches of this great
charity, from Supt. Ludium down to the
ambulance drivers, decided to keep the
little one.
And Laura York has reigned supreme
over fifty hearts ever since. When hot
weather came wet-nurse was engaged.
and she and Miss Laura were packed
away, bag and baggage. to Coney Island.
where Miss York drank in the sea air for
two whole months.
Miss l. II. Sutlife. Directress of the
Nurses. was installed as chief mamma to
Miss Laura when Miss McLaury left the
Hospital, and the baby queen has So
journed with her ever since.
Miss Sutliffe. the housekeeper. claims
o share in Baby, and Miss Kline. charm
ing in the pert little white cap and
gown of Quaker gray and Quaker
scantness of skirts. bringing Miss Laura
down to receive the compliments and
congratulations of The EVENING WORLD
this morning, proclaimed with half-in-
dignant voice that Miss Laura was no
common street waif, but born lady.
To all of which the reporter said
Amen!" for Baby Laura is the sweetest,
York.
She crowed and displayed between lips
of ruby six pearly teeth, and held out a
pincushion hand with a dimple at every
joint.
Laura's eyes are blue as heaven and
are delicately tinted in pink and white
and her feet are dainty as any lady's.
The young lady wore a gown Of white,
q knit jacket OF pink zephyr and knit
shoes Of ably blue.
The reporter presented his compliments
in his best baby LANGUAGE, and little Laura
undcrstandinsiy. at the same % lime showing wing
her appreciation by putting out her hands
to be taken.
Supt. Ludlum forsook his desk to pet
Baby and take her In his arms, and per-
mitted baby TO pull his WhlskeTs and re-
move his glasses from his nose.
In two minutes there were dozen at
taches of the hospital about the little
queen.
But presently Miss Laura said some
thing about breakfast, and was taken
away, waving her hard. and saying by.
by!" as she went, her big blue eyes
twinkling nIerrily the while.
Baby has been the recipient of q hun
dred gifts from her admirers. and to-day.
in honor of her birthday. she received
golden chain from her forty mammas. and
this evening there will be reception in
her honor.
Laura York weighed four pounds when
shs blossomed ON a cherries world a
year ago. To-day She gets her nickel's
worth IN depressing the slot-weighing
machine eighteen pounds.
Eighteen pounds of joyous loYeliness
And her mother, poor child ch have |
no participation IN the happiness of this |
day.
Laura is the permanent charge. not OF |
the hospital. but Of the nurses, and when |
she gets little older she will be educated |
Just as though she were the child of |
wealth.
She now has French nur, emsid. lit |
tie Sixteenth street girl. who II d by |
the forty mAmmas TO come every day and |
take the little one ont tor an airing. She |
has her own carriage. aud one CT the |
birthday gifts was beautiful afghan |
from Miss Kline.
Novel Boycott Methods.