The San Angelo press. (San Angelo, Tex.) 1897-1907, 1905-05-18

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good!"
When she was gone her mother
started out to carry her message
to the world. "If," she reason
ed, "you would ave men good
you first must ave them sober"
She BEG in u small way,
founding d. little temperance club
of women in the village. Mary's
sister, Frances, as we all know,
gave herself up to this work. She
was inspired by the dying girls
message, and built up the vast
organization known throughout
the world as the Woman's Chris
tian Temperance Union She
wrote the story of Mary's life,
Nineteen Beautiful Years" 1t
became q watchword for the great
society.
"The message of this child"
writes Lady Isabel Somerset,
"has been translated into many
languages" The white ribbon
that CLEANS on the breasts of
faithful women in every nation
in South Africa, India, Australia
and the islands of the seas-still
bears that tender message, "Tell
everybody to be good "
The holy longing of this girl to
help her kind surely has borne
marvellous fruit.
There was q poor Irish Girl in
Louisiana, in whose heart burned
the same feverish wish, 'to be
given'," as she expressed it,
"some big help to the world"
Margaret Haughery was the
child of two emigrants who both
died of yellow fever soon after
they landed IN New Orleans. She
was brought up by charity and
married a poor laborer, who soon
fell a victim to the same plague.
Her baby died, and Margaret. left
alone and pennlless, went into
the st. Charles Hotel to work as
a laundress. She was a healthy,
cheerful young woman, not able
even to read and write, and know
ing nothing of the world beyond
two or three streets in New Or
leans-in no way different from
the other servants ab the tubs be-
side her, except in her passionate
wish to "be helpin' in the world, I"
1t is q big world and full of mis-
cry. What could an ignorant
washerwoman in hotel do to lift
the load from it?
Margaret was passionately fond
of children. Every spare hour
she spent in the orphan asy-
lums, of which there are several
in New Orleans, helping the
Sisters nurse the poor babies /.
With every penny she could save
she bought milk to carry to them.
But better plan soon occurred
to her. She saved her wages,
bought two cows, and opened q
dairy. She sold enough milk to
pay her expenses. The rest went
to the children. Twice each day
she herself drove donkey-cart
from house to house collecting
waste food which she sorted and
carried to the asylums.
Year after year the yellow fever
ragged, and thege refugees were
crowded with pauper orphans,
: who probably would have starved
but for the systematic efforts of
this washerwoman.
She was capable and shrewd,
and she prospered. Her dairy
was enlarged. She opened a
bakery. Her bread, like her
milk, was of the best. Her trade
spread to parishes outside of the
, city. But still twice each day
she drove her donkey-cart, col
Letting food for "her children. "
Everybody in the city knew
Margaret" as she was fondly
called-the plump, sweet-faced
little woman in a calico gown and
sunbonnet who was sure to come
} to the door every day, storm or
shine. Many dainty morsel for
the poor babies was kept for her.
Much of the charity of the city
flowed through her hands. She
fed whites and blacks, Jews,
Professionals and Catholics alike,
} No hungry baby ever was turned
} away. "Sure, they're Gods chill
dren," she would say simply.
} She succeeded in every business
: undertaking, but never was able
even to write her name, signing
deeds with her mark.
, "I've no time to be learnin', y
{ she said.
When she died she left all OF