The Washington times., 1905-06-24
OF WORK,
Her MIND FAILS
Sad Ending Of Mothers
Hard Struggle.
SENT TO CAMP GOOD WILL
Sudden Relaxation From Worry and
Trouble Unseat Reason of
Mrs. Lochtee.

From home of poverty, at 334 Third
street northeast, where continuous
struggle to keep the little circle to-
gether and TO provide her children with
the barest necessities had completely
undermined her strength, TO the peaceful
confines of Camp Good VIII, where she
and her children had nothing TO do but
rest, breathe the pure air, and so add
TO their vitality that the remainder of
the hot summer in the city could at
least be borne-this was the journey
taken on Thursday by Mrs Margaret
Lochtee and her three children, Mar
grerite, thirteen years old; Esther, nine
years old, and Stacia, two-and-one-half
years old.
Yesterday the mother was brought
back to the city in police ambulance
"a raving maniac. Her three children,
out OF charity, were housed for the
night by Mr.. and Mrs. Percy Grant.
residents of Brightwood.
Now in ST. Eiizabeth's.
The sudden relaxation, after months
OF worry and trouble, was all that was
needed to unseat Mrs. Lochtee's reason.
She is now AN inmate OF ST. Ehzabeth's
Hospital.
The Instructive Visiting Nurses So
c-Gty, 1nSITnrlenltii III llS IittdS
OF the family to pubic notice. ere seek
ing TO find refuge for the Lochtee
children, pending the apparently far
distant restoration of their Own home
circle.
Camp Good VIII is not yet opened for
the season, nor will 1t be until Jaly l.
Early this week, however, when Miss
Alice Roach, the nurse in charge of the
northeast SECTION OF the city for the In
structive Visiting Nurses Society.
brought the grievously needy case Of
Mrs Margaret Lcchtee and her children
to the attention of the authorities. II
was decided to send them at once TO the
country.
Mrs. Lochtee's husband, so Miss
Roach explained. had fallen OF trolley
car only a short time ago and all
fingers on one of his hands were crush
ed off. lie is still under treatment in Il
local hospital.
Load Too Heavy for Her.
Even before her husbands misfortune
Mrs. Lochtee was in very poor health
when his injury threw all the RESPONSE
bilities of the little home upon her
shoulders. the load proved more than
her fraiI strength could sustain. Many
times the care and encouragement given
by Miss Roach were all that made IL
possible for the weary struggle TO De
maintained.
1t was Miss Roach's suggestion that
resulted IN the Associated Charities
making a special OF the Lochtee case,
and the woman and her children were
started on the way to Camp Good VIII
early on Thursday. Freedom from care
rest ard medical attention. il was real
ized. ni;-t,t restore at least semblance
OF health TO tic ITolsen woman
Thursday afternoon Mrs Lochtee ana
her children enjoyed to the Lull
1he comforts OF Camp Good VIII, the
mother lying in one OF the reclnlng
chairs while her three little ones played
to their hearts content in the big sand
box on the lawn. and on the nearby
! swings When night came the Lochtee
| family We're quartered In Tent No. =.
Taking advantage OF the few days be-
! fore the arrival of the summer guests
! Of the camp, Henry rrede, the watch
man and his FAMILY. and NJ. E. Beard
| the gardener and his wife, the house
| keeper, have been sleeping in the tents
! The Tredes on Thursday night occupied
| Tent No l. while the Boards had No
| 3, the newcomers being placed between
| them, so that they might not become
! lonely in the strange surroundings.
Acts Strangely.
| Scarcely had the camp opened Its
ewes on Friday when it was seen that
| Mrs. Lochtee was acting strangely.
For more than an hour the Lochtee
| baby had been riding around in a cart
behind ,the camp donkey When the
| baby was returned 10 her Mrs Lochtee
imagined that the load dragged by the
donkey had been transferred to her.
II must carry this baby all around as
| far as the donkey hauled her" she said
TO Mrs. Beard. The latter tried TO per-
sutde her TO sit down and rest
An hour later Mrs. Lochtee was seen
kneeling at the edge OF the sand box
and commanding her children. who
knelt inside, to ''Pray-pray-pr
THE devil rules you." she shouted TO
Arthur Forney, son of Mrs 1rede