The age-herald., 1900-12-16
MRS. FAREWELL MAKES APPEAL
 IN INTEREST OF WORKING WOMEN

return I observed how her little ones were cared for in her absence.
 The wooden blinds were shut, the only light came down through the broken chim- ney, whence the wind came too, blowing puffs of smoke into the darkened room. One little lot was sleeping on the floor near the draughty door, while another was eating raw potato. little boy of seven or eight years was trotting on his knee the fretful baby, whose flushed face and cold feet scraped the floor alternately.
 The repulsiveness of their dirtiness was forgotten in the opportunity of giving the tired little nurse temporary rest and the baby degree of relief.
 1 know not which object rent my heart most, the uncomfortable baby, the weary little nurse or the fancied picture of the toil-worn mothers nights vigil with those certain to-be-sick babies. Could there be a greater mercy than taking care of such little ones through the day, releasing that mothers tired hands, thus giving her chance to make a better existence for them?
 Besides the many instances, one can pick up daily in any paper, of the fatal acci- dents to little negro children left at home alone, two narrowing illustrations have come into my own experience.
 A cook once in my employ, asked to be allowed to return home having left her baby sick. Inquiry proved she had left an i'll baby of two years to the care of another baby of four years. A bucket of water was placed in the window with the re- quest to a neighbor to hand to the little prisoners when needed.
 Again nurse, formerly in my employ, reapplied for the situation. AS she then had a small child 1 hesitated to employ her. explaining that she could not do my work and her child justice. She argued she must seek employment then, elsewhere, as she must work for her child's support Knowing her rare devotion and pride for her child Git was one of the finest, mer- riest babies I ever saw) and that only ne- cessity would induce her to leave her idol I then engaged her.
 After two months service one night she came to me weeping-she was summoned far into the country, her child was tl
 She journeyed on through the starless night lit to her with Hope, but to find her baby dead-dead before she reached him.
 The child nurse, with whom the aged grandmother had entrusted the baby had rolled the little fellow in his carriage to a cluster of woods, where, with other children, she disturbed a'yellow Jackets nest The aroused hornets attacked the children, who fled, in their fright, leaving the baby strapped in his carriage, old enough to realize his captivity and deser- ton, prey to the hornets deadly sting.
 The little hands that from the home returning cart the day before, had waved adieu in joyous glee, now folded OCT the stilIed little form, seemed pointing to a needed mercy in our midst surely yet to come.
 How often are we shocked at scared, disfigured faces around us. We know the subject fell in the fire in infancy" when left in incompetent care, and we spare the pain of asking.
 What a pang pierces your heart at the mere thought of leaving your little ones alone
 Yet the servants who are working for you and me today the servants who are so essential to your comfort and mine, are in the majority, doubtless necessari- ly leaving their helpless little ones alone,