New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-09-28

boast; for here anyone who chose might throw few
boards together, call it home and no would collect
rent Several good houses on the edge of the Gulch
were the homes OF workmcns families, and here Judith
found Mrs. Mccarthy motherly mddle-aged woman,
and true to report the six babies She met Judith at
the door. baby on each arm and her eyes anNousy
kind Her gray streaked hair was drawn neatly back
in plain knot and her square, good face told OF honesty
to the utermost.
Tel me about the babies, Judith said. I'd love to
help YOU.
well. I'm needing help, the woman answered, in
viting Judith in and closing the door There Freddy
don't cry now. You see, it's like this: I've always
hankered after babies, and never could see why the
Lord didn't send me any what with Martin doing well,
and this big house empty for EN-. | broodel on Il
good bit first and last and this past winter I've been
that spellv Martin thought ! was breaking decided
some way hadn't done the Lords will, and began TO
pray on it; and then il seemed To- voice came and
said Open your big house to homeless babies! !
didn't see how could do that, for ! didn't know any
homeless babies: but said I'd do II and willing. told
Martin and he said, Sarah, its something You've ct
though he is a devout man; and he held to that TIL
last Monday morning, when found little Freddy on
the doorstep in basket and they've been coming ever
since"
But. nv dear Mrs Mccarthy it must have got
nosed about the Gulch that you'd take in babies, or
else how could It have happened:'
Il don't question the ways Of the Lord, the woman
answered.
But tell me- went on Judith, following her around
from bottle to bottle How will YOU meet the expenses
We've saved up a little for a rainy day, and Martin
amt the man to hold back
Judith STAYED till dinnertme then went home and,
eating hurriedlv demanded that interrupt her
She went to her room and began her story. She was
full OF it, and her pen travelled rapidly she pictured
Dead Indian Guch Sahara OF soulless shacHs IN
the midst of which has sprung up oasis OF hope and
cheer for the wretched and the torsaken. She made
strong human interest story Of it, and II there WASH
sob in every line there was At least a thrill.
She sent her story by one Of her schooooys who ived
near directly the editor then tumbled exhausted into
bed.
THE next morning it appeared on the news page in
double columns with large headlines
"Unph, Short of news" her brother Sam commented
when She had run into the dining and shaken the
sheet between him and his coffee. Sam was having his
wish without let or hnirance. He was studying law;
so he could not possibly understand Judith state OF
mind.
81 wonder now couldn't get the Ladies Aid inter
estcd in sewing for those babies, said Mrs. Wells
when she had read the story. She was JUDITH reading
public She always just the story itself and never
bv anv chance what it might mean 70 Judith She was
invaluable to her daughter.
~NIothe~ do d. DO. Get them all interested all the
Ladies Aids in town. Go to all the churches this very
dav al the big ones and start the idea Of their sewing
for the Mccarthy babies Poor Mrs. Mccarthy is
washing clothes every minute she isn't filling bottles
She needs everything"
Judith hurried of to school, still wildly excited.
When the children had filed in little Mary waved her
hand vigorously.
"Shc's got four morc."
MAR. YOU don't mean it," screamed Judith right
out in school
-Four in one family: their mother died and their
father ran off and LETT EN- the Guch. and they took