The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-09-02
THE NONPAREIL MAN

IL on the new child Will be aStOnlShed 70
hear the little fellow:
! beg your pardon! I am not cognizant
OF the language you speak. We have, as
repositories of the language Of the future,
been requested to avoid those dialectical
absurdities that tend to muddy the pure
well of English undefled."
In speaking to the child, who is sup
posed to be crying, the new father is re-
quested to say:
Cease, these noisy demonstrate inn
mediately. 1t is imperative that you OBJ
tain as much slumber as possible. Ordi-
narily I would resort to corporal punish
ment, but In this instance will aban-
don my usual procedure. Suffering as YOU
are from an incipient stomachic disturb
ance, l will forego my customary use Of
the rod"
Fears are expressed, if this goes on.
that baby's muscle will be sacrificed to
his brow.
Jacob Ris says that he cannot pass a
baby in the street without stopping, often
to the horror of the nurse, who thinks
he may be kidnapper. He goes on to
say that there is nothing In the world
like baby, except two babies, or twenty.
If they do not reach your heart, you had
better send for plumber and get 1t
thawed out quickly"
People who love children, and all real
people do, will find joy in visiting the
Jean Martin Brown receiving home Of
the Childrens Home society. 1t is beau
tifully located on the Como Harriet line,
between Minneapolis and ST. Paul, in st.
| Anthony Park. The front entrance is
thru substantial porch Of red brick, with
Superior red sandstone trimmings. With
IN the entrance Is a roon1y reception hall,
finished in antique oak, the ceiling crossed
by many heavy beams, and the walls
tinted in rich crimson. The first object
he fc he ofxrn
mortal mantle of cream -colored stone in
the center of which is a marble bust Of
Mrs. Elslnger, the mother Of three gen.
erous patrons of the home-Joseph Ell
singer and his brother, W. H. Elsinger,
and his sister, Mrs. Dittenhoffer. On the
opposite wall hangs an oil painting of
Captain John Martin, whose munifcence
has built the structure.
The hall Is furnished with rich and sub
stantial oak furniture. which, with the
handsome rugs and furniture of the two
small reception rooms off of it, are the
gift of w. II. Elsinger
To the right Of the entrance is the Of
fee, that has fireproof vault opening
| off of 1t. The handsome furniture Of this
pleasant room is the gift Of C. C. DeCosta
of St. Paul.
| To the left of the mantle is the small
dining-room that has been furnished with
rich old furniture Of the old Dutch style
by Mrs. J. Elsinger.
| Near the south side Of the hall cor
r1dor leads to the large living-room and
large dining-room, and on either side are
the matrons room and kitchen and stair
ways.
The matron's rooms are furnished hand
somely by Mrs. f. E. Lu1dgren.
| The l1ving-room has been most COM
pletely furnished by the colored citizens
of Minnesota, chiefly of St. Paul, in a
manner highly creditable to their enter
prise and generosity. There is fine pia-
no, and the whole has cost S60e.
The large dining-roo has been fur
nished very comfortably by Otto Bremen
and his mother of st. Paul.
! Various other people, churches and So
cieties have furnished other rooms.
| All! but the most beautiful furnishings
are the children themselves, little stray
mites Of humanity, all very sweet and
lovable, with their little, as yet, uniformed
minds waiting for some one to take them
in and care for them.
| Irene Barnes, in her story called BE.
tween Life and DEATH" tells of the long
| ing for love Of a little dark-haired girl
IN India" She was one Of the deserted
lchild-wives. Lame and helpless from a
diseased knee joint, and so, useless as a
l slave to him, her husband had turned her
out upon the roadside to die. The pitia-
BILE little crouching figure drew the atten-
! tior of a police officer, who brought her
W tlic HcdEeSt -CIlElSllaG mission hospital,
where she was nursed back to health.
One night the doctor had lifted upon
her knee the baby of the ward, also de-
serted girl The little child-wiee watched
the caress of the white hand on the wee
brown head, and, slipping off the hospital
bed, she crept up to the pair. Taking
the good doctors hand In hers, she laid
1t on her own head and said: Love me,
| too!". =
But that is too sad a story to close a
cheerful article with happier incident
is told by the Pittsburg Bulletin about
Meta, a little girl who lived in a foun-
| ding asylum, where homeless children
without relatives were cared for. A lady
who often came to the asylum had taken
a great fancy. to Meta. It was the birth
day Of Muriel the visitors little girl and
permission was asked for Meta to take
tea with Muriel
AS 1t was Muriers birthday, Meta
wished to be very nice to her. At the
same time Meta felt she had an advan-
tage over Muriel, for it was not every
one who lived in founding hospital.
you were born, Muriel?" she asked
Muriel nodded and smiled. Up went
Metals head a little higher 1T is so
common to be born,' she said. II was
founded"
If you want to visit the Jean Martin
Brown Home, Mondays and Wednesdays
are the regular visiting days; but You
} will be cheerfully welcomed almost any
day.
It's better sport than automobiling.
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