Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1915-01-01


mothers like chickens around hens.
No child among them laughed or
played; they were TOO weary for that:
but no child cried. WAS trying to
haveyspeech with these refugees. and
firding them too nerveless to give
any account OF their adventures when
an ambulance arrived
NO MILK; BABIES DIR
nurse and physician descended
A woman rose from distant group
and Joined them She carried IN her
arms bundle wrapped in rags. The
slant OF her back showed THAI the
bundle contained a child--theres1s an
attitude OF motheSh cod which mono
can mistake.
The women In the nearest group
followed the pantomime with their
searless, hopeless eyes
What Is itf'' | asked
For a time none OF the women an
swered. Then one spoke In a dead
tone.
Her baby IS dead" she said she
had no milk In her"
All that happened on the fringe OF
Belgium. to the refugees who had
made their way out and were nearing
SAFETY, and enough comfort to keep
soul and body together.
could multiply instances from the
observation of others. There was, for
example. tho group OF two hundred
refugees who arrived In Holland early
In November. They carried with them
four dead. newborn babies.
IL was the same story which one
hears everywhere. The mothers were
SO reduced by privation that they
had no milk OF their own. As for
cows milk, It was not to be had for
any money,
MILK FROM GARBAGE.
Add another picture. brought out
by an American from Belgium. He
stood one morning by the back door
Of German cook camp. watching a
group Of Belgian women grabbing
through the trash-heap piled up be-
hind the camp. All these women car
ried babies
what are they doing?- ne asked
German sergeant with whom he had
struck up acquaintance.
Tseraping our condensed milk cans"
said the sergeant ITS the only way
to get milk for their babies I've seen
them run their fingers round a can
which looked az bright as a new coin,
and hold them into the babies mouths
to suck Ny company" he added,
has been getting along withost milk
In its coffee and giving It to these
women. We've received no orders TO
the contrary--and we're mostly fam
lily men. But we're an exception; and
1t doesn't go very far"
A MOTHER coLLAPSES
Here is another recent picture from
stricken Brussels. that gay. duintB.
lively city in old times the city
whose smiling people called 1t petit
Paris The scene is the once busy.
pleasant boulevard Bischofsheim. A
woman collapses on bench set along
49, WV yin &AtSA AAiN AetohlOu Ol TUG
Greater Paris. In her arms is baby.
A child st&ggers along. clinglng TO
her apron. The w0man's face is blue
and yellow she Is on the verge OF coll
lapse The baby, surely net over five
months old. has a pale. lead-colored
skin. Its mouth is open as though
set that way. Its eyes are closed
Two women Of Brussels pass this
unhappy group. They hsrriedly ex-
change some words, turn back to the
woman on the bench. Then one stands
guard while the other hastens for
some milk and bread--such as is to
be found In the Brussels OF to-day.
They force a little milk between the
teeth OF the mother. They let the
baby drink. Unweaned though it was.
It drinks as though 1t had never
drunk otherwise.
NO FOOD FOR TWO DAYS.