Evening star., 1918-01-13

Suppose you had ono little. two little.
three little babies; four little. I'VE little,
six little babies: seven little. eight lit
tie, nine little. ten. little babies. down
with the chicken pox all at the same
time. -.'..,--.---.-'
That IL what Miss Loo Washington
has Just been through. though You
never would have guessed it had you
seen her tho other day. pink and smil-
ing, with her cooling kiddies In their
|nursery-eanh mite celebrating all
around recovery with its bottle OF
5ust-so milk.
Tho babies represent tho fulfllment
Of one woman's longing for homo.
About q year ago Miss Lee decided that
she was tired OF living around in other
peoples houses and wanted one Of her
own. The blessing had to be worked
for. however. so. as she dearly loved
children, she started a boarding home
for babies, TO whom she gives a moth
ers care for the smallest possible price
that Will permit Of the upkeep of the
house. She figured 1t out that many
unable to have their babies with them.
but object to the stipulated hours of
visiting which necessarily govern in
Stitutions. It was a good idea, which
has worked out beautifully. SO far az
the babies go. but the war has put
plans-not counting the weather.
For one thing, whom the babies were
IN the middle Of their chicken pox. with
Miss Lee tied to the nursery, tho coal
gave out--and you know what that
meant. Still, II you notice, something
helpful most always comes along just
at the time you think you are f1oored.
A Paulist father who likes babies hap
pened to make a nursery call. and the
next thing that happened after that
was q lot of nice black coal.
Miss Leo has adopted Oliver. eight
months. for q reason that of itself ought
to put her in heaven when the time
comes. A Protestant friend" who
knows about sugar shortage. mailed
Oliver q fve-dollar bill the other day
to buy sugar for himself and fellow
bahdee-and Oliver did the right thing.
Tho father Of one baby was killed
two days after IT'D arrival at the home
and the young motheH called upon to
dennsss, was unable for some time to
do anything for her child. But the
Christ Child Society helped out with
10 box Of clothing-so that settled that.
There Is another, a sturdy. dark-eyed
boy OF six months. whose father board
cd him at the home after his mother s
death. He paid promptly in advance
Until, all at once. he stopped coming,
and there Is reason to believe that he
has enlisted either in the Navy or the
marines, which seems to put another
small member on the family list.
But Miss Lee Washington isn't claim
ing credit for anything. In spite of war
problems the illness Of her mother and
the constant care her babies entail, she
speaks only Of their doctor, and of the
kindness Of her Catholic and Protest.
ant friends" She, herself. is a Scientist.
So. neighbor dear. If you feel that your
faith In the eplendor OF human nature
needs a fresh shine, It would be worth
nursery, 1888 18th street. and see what
one woman Is doing in the way of
motherhood, which the wise ones tell
US Is the greatest profession in the
world.
There is a man in this town who has
been dead ten years, going on eleven.
But you would never suspect it, to
look at him staggering along the
street; dressed as fine as that fiddle
which so accommodatingly lends itself
to comparison, and smoking a cigar of
an aroma as scarce In Its way. as the
fragrance of old-time tea. All the same
Scrooge's door nail has nothing on him
in the matter Of misunderstanding
to smother man, who spoke as If he
knew.
SAY. Jim, see that fellow ahead?
He's been dead for ten years-looks
natural, doesn't he?"
What's the idea, old man? He spoke
as he passed"
"Of course he spoke. but he's a dead
one Just the same. though he doesn't
have an air of being buried. I drew up
a deed for that rascal and he promised