The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1905-04-25
Take Me Home to
Man1a," They Walled
Six Little Egg-Poing Tots Become Mavericks
and Furnish Worry for poIice-AH
49,. Finally Restored to Parents

Il want my mamma | want my
mama Take me home to mama.'
With this heart breaking wall ringing
in their ears. Police Sergeant Harrison
and a dozen of his men faced the
Hardest task in all their experience as
guardians of the law in the District
of Columbia when at the White House
yesterday afternoon they We're called
upon to play nurse to six little egg
rolling tots, who had lost their parents
in the general mix-up during the Easter
Monday event In the White House
grounds
At the same time six frantic mothers
were searching the White House
grounds, the ellipse, and all quarters Of
nightfall before the tangie was straight
ened out, and the little ones were given
over to their proper guardians Ser
geant Harrison and those on duty with
him grew gray hairs by the hundred,
and even the matron of the House of
Detention had a bad half hour of 1t.
Weeping Bitter Tears.
While they We're clearing the White
House grounds at o'clock yesterday,
several of the policemen ran across lit
tie children weeping the bitter, uncon-
solable tears of the young. Inquiries
from the tender-hearted policemen, many
of whom have children of their own,
brought but the ore reply:
lost my mama
Some of the tiny ones could not ever,
remember their names, while some Of
the Older ones. eight or nine years of
age. promptly gave their names and ad-
dresses.
As they were picked up in various
sections of the grounds. the wee MAYER
icks were 'close-herded' at the SER
geant box back of the White House.
EVERY new one that was added to the
tsin bunch came In crying, and
TINS only served to set the others off
again The kindness of the police and
rev women who volunteered their
services to helm the guardians of the
law out In their quandary Quilted the lost
tots for while, but no sooner would an
addition be made to the bunch than
the chorus of wafling would break out
again with fresh vigor.
Meme Fader Makes Pants"
One little boy said his name was
Goldstein, and that Meme Fasisr
makes pants and that was all he
knew.
rf.Taat don't help me any, sighed
Sergeant Harrison, wiping the. sweat
from his agonized brow.
Do you know where you live little
MANI? the officer asked
loud wall was the ONLY answer
and the, sergeant had to give il I'D.
Finally, after the grounds were
nearly cleared, an agonized mother
came flying across the grounds to the
patrol box. She singled her young
one out and clasped him to her breast,
thanking the policemen with tears in
her eyes After bit and another. and
then another came. until there were
only two children left
This WAS at O'Clock, when Sercean+
Harrison and his detail went off duty
Last Two Restored.
After q long conference they decided
to take the two that We're uncaIIed for
over to the House of detention. This
was done, and shortly after o'clock
last night they were called for by their
parents. who had at last found their
wits and had communicated with the
police
The caretakers at the White House
are delighted today at the condition of
the grounds They are in far better
shape than they have ever been after
egg-rolling day before. Promptly at ]
O'Clock yesterday, twenty-five men
were put to work cleaning up after the
egg-rollers, md before dark the grounds
bore no traces Of the many little feet
that had battered gayly over them dur
Ing the morning.
Grass Still Fresh.