Little Falls weekly transcript. (Little Falls, Morrison Co., Minn.) 1894-19??, 1900-04-20
SOUGHT HER LOST Child.
Cl,,st Mother DID Not Knew tls synla-.
tA'ds Woman WA' Wort orsr II. Hsr /
Was Her Own Little Gill.

thede Woman Whs Wort Over Her I
. Was Her Own Little Gill. Y
Margaret Hall died in st. Louis but u
= few weeks ago. Many who read the
brief notice in tile daily papers knitted
their brow and tried to remember
something that The name suggested;
some romance or some tragedy. There
was no line added to the terse state
men',r'". Louisville papers please copy"
Had there been the name might have
passed unheeded for the woman was
known as Jessie Morgan here. Mrs.
Mary Mitchell. q Red, Cross Nurse,
whose good work leads her into the
dark portions Of louisville, saw the an
nouncement aud. remembered an Incl:
dent in the history of the unfortunate
woman which is among the annals of
every day life.
About ten years ago a woman stood
at her door;~a woman with wan, hungry
marked face and worn feet. II won't
do any harm, said the intruder plead
iDgly, Il am only looking for my little
girl. can't tell you how lost her and
want to ask you if YOU have seen any
thing of lost child. I thought, maybe,
she might be here. She is 50 pretty and
likes pretty things. and have been
told she might be here.
Jast at that moment a suppressed
groan came from behind the draperies
that yelled the rawlng room door. The
servant rushed to the place. forgetting
for moment that anyone was at the
door. He fouLd Mrs. Mitchell with
tears streaming down her face, present.
Ing picture of despair. ''Bring her
in" she said. ''Don't stand there look
ing at me like that; bring her in" The
old woman heard her and came forward
'.Have you seen my little girl?" asked
the stranger. The woman pointed to a
chair and sank down, her face trem-
bling. The stranger looked over the
room with childish pleasure, glancin9
at the face Of her hostess and fingered,
while gradually there grew in her eyes
pitious, doubtful expression. You
said you had seen my little girl, didn't
you ma'am?' Eyes have" answered
the woman sobbing, land she has
grown the dearest thing on earth to
me-" Tell me about her." exclaimed
the stranger-suddeDly standing erect
and grasping the arms Of the chair for
support. pray sit down madam and I
will tell you all that I know. 1t hap
pened in this way: Six years ago was
returning from the opera one stormy
night III my carriage. AS we passed an
alley saw in. the gaslight girl of per.
haps ~ or IA years lying PROSTATE on
the pavement. Ordering the coacbmal1
10 stop and pointing to the figure I told
him to bring her INTO the carriage and
we took her home. Arriving at the
house at once telephoned for the doc
tor then as soon as possible she was put
to bed in warm room and everything
that could be done was done to restore
consciousness, but nothing could be
done until the doctor arrived. He soor
brought her back to consciousness but
her mind was still cloudy although she
was able to tell US that she had left hel
home while in a state of temporary in
sanity which was very common to her
She was completely broken down from
exposure to the cold, from her mental
arrangement and from being without
food for 50 long. We put her under
the personal care of a specialist and in
a short time under his skillfnl treat
ment she was thoroughly and perman-
emily cured and in a few months she
was a healthy, rosy checked girl, as
handsome and cheerful as a butterfly
such a change from the condition in
which we found her. She has won hel
way into my heart and the thought Of
parting with her caused me terrible
shock as I recognized your features as
looking like those of the girls. She is
now completely cured of her Affections
and is as healthy and handsome as a
rose In 1QIl DlOOm-
SUNK BACK INTO HER CHAIR.
The old lady during the story had
sank back into the chair in state OF
partial insensibillty from time to time
murmuring, "She was so young and
pretty" s"Such a bright little one.'
She was soon however, fast asleep from
utter WEAKNESS and exhaustion. She
finally woke but was very weak and
could remember scarcely anything that
had happened.
The lady called Margaret into the
room and told her all that had happen.
ed; that this was her mother who, Graz.
ed by her loss, since her leaving home,
finally becoming street wanderer,
looking for her girl. Upon hearing
this the girl broke into tears, clasped
her arms around the old woman's neck,
oo1l;oo hor Tim ~ bnrS, oud ninn oil v,oo.