The sun., 1896-12-19
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AHrs. Rose Hnwthornc Lnthrop's Genuino
Work or Mercy In the Tenemsnts

Nrs. Rose Hawthorne Lnthrop'p Genutno
Work or Mercy In the Tenenents.
Mrs. Rose Hawthorne Lathrop is at home"
not to her friends. but to those to whom she is
u friend. at / SCANNED street every afternoon
from 9 until 5. 81 never go ont between those
hours" she said 10 n Sun reporter who dropped
in yesterday afternoon. because I want my
people to know absolutely that they can eco me
here then"
"Tap, tap, tap" went the brass knooker on
the door, rather timidly. and one of tho patients
who was being discussed entered. She has cancer
of the nose and after having her face dressed.
said: How can I thank your Every day I
grow more and more thankful to you. for you
have at least given me rest from constant pain,
aud am getting better. l know" Then in q
whisper. Couldn't you give me loose, warm
sack OF blouse"
"Yes, dear; you shall have IL tomorrow
responded Mrs. Lathrop, and with this assur-
ance the woman stepped out In tho cold with
shiver. but with hope.
Rattle.de-bang" went the knocker again,
and this time 1t had q CHEEKY sound. In tripped
q sweet-faced. white-haired old lady. She car
rted bundle which she deposited. and then
came straight to the point. You are Mrs.
Lathrop." she began. Yes Well, I'm from
Pelham Manor, and I've been reading about
your work In THE SUN. 80 came down to bring
this wooilen underclothing,, | guess you can
Lovely" exclaimed Mrs. Lathrop. as ehe ex:
amined each garment u have very Ill and
very poor patient W no needs thes" this minute"
Then the sweet old lady asked no end OF ques-
tious about her work. and finally said; lis IL
denominntionalT
horror. ~ treat Catholic, Protestant, Chris
tian, and Jcw al! alike. My work Is for tho suf-
"Tnats right" said the old lady. slipping .
shining gold piece into the others hand and
Mrs Iathrop openod her hand and fairly
danced for Joy. "Oh! mother" she cried to the
old lad, patient who she is caring for in ono Of
her tiny rooms. :" | have my first gold piece. IL
Is SIS. and shall be the nest egg for my hosnital
Isis n bright omcn: Isn't IT, mother dear2"
Sure 1t Is. an, God be praisod," responded
"What do You think" continued Mrs.
nEas 80 70 nsr foday and
only o'clock. and Yesterday got S4@.50.
tell you my cancer hospital Is going to grow
first, bu, it will be right down here among tho
poor and consecrated to their use"
Tho Enocker sounded again. and n woman who
had been benefited came 10 TO talk about u.
somp for M's sne of hsr so Just
beginning to-day to cook for them," ehe OK
plained. They know almost nothing of how
4 to cook the food that provide for them, so for
the very Ill ones will have to do II myself II
they are pror"",y aourshed. Can't You see
Yesterday % day bought a chicken for a child who
Is quite Ii! with inilammatory rheumatism, and
to-day found that her aunt had boiled tho
fowl for hours"
A bright faced schoolboy came next, begging
to he allowed to do some errands. and he was
followed by more patients.
When Mrs. Lathrop's reception hour ends 10
does not mean that her days work Is done. for
In the evening ehe makes round once more
among her patients.
She is much in need OF money to go on with
sns gn N w bs TO sp
scriptons for her.