The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-18
Continued from our last issue)

~. HS Saiu, ana stained and badly
expressed "a Il the writer-this Effie
Erisht--was crying and incoherent
with distress when she wrote it. She
said shed got into terrible trouble.
J Shed got little baby. Sabre said
II was awful To him The way she
kept on in every sentence calling i,
y bttls baby child. or just
4 aDy. but always little baby,
my little baby He said it waa aw
tal She said it was born in pecenl-
hcr--you remember. old inan. II was
toe previous March she'd got The
sack from them--and that she i been
living in lodgings with II. and that
ngw she was well enough to move.
ard he'd come u the absolute end Of
her u.uney. she was being turned out
and was al her wits end with despair
ard learly out OF her mind TO lipnw
what TO do and all that kind Of thing
she sssid her father wouldn't lave
anythir. TO do with her and no one
would have anything to do with hen
--so srng as she sept her little baby,
That VAS her plight no one weuld
have anything 70 do with her wllle
she had tbs baby Her father was
.slliLg 10 take nEr home, and sons
KIND psopie had offered 10 take her
INTO service, bur only all OF them ii
she wvula give up the baby and pat
IL cut 10 nurse somewhere. and sne
said and underlined It about fourteen
times. sabre said and cried over il
81 you ould hardly read it, she SAID
And, oh, Mrs. Sabre can't | cln't,
l simply cannot give up an! little
caby. Hes mine, she said.
'He looks at me, and knows me. and
stretches out his Tiny little hands 10
me, and l can't give him up. | cant
done, I'm his mother and he's my
little baby ana | cant let him go
Sabre said 1t was awful can
believe il was. I'd seen the girl, and
I'd seen her STOPPING over her baby
and can well believe awful was the
word for 1t. Poor soul
And then she said--I can remem-
Der this bit--thsn she said And so,
IN my terrible distress, dear Mrs.
Sabre, / s,n throwing myself OIL your
mercy, and becNIng you, mplorine
you, for the love OF God TO take In
me and my lttle baby and let me
work for you and do anything for
you ana bless you and ask Gods
blessing forever upon you and teach
my little baby TO pray for YOU as
something or other. | forgot. And
then she said a lot OF hysterical
things about working her fingers 10
the bone for Mrs Sabre, and know
Ing she was 4 wicked girl and not iii
20 be spoken 10 by anyone. and was
willing 10 sleep IN shed in the gar.
den and never 10 open her mouth, and
all Ihat sort OF thing and sll the
way through my little baby. my
little baby Also she said. and Sabre
told me this BIT deliberately, also she
said that she didn't want to pretend
she was more sinned against than
aiming, but chat IL Mrs sabre knew
the truth she might Judge less harsh.
iy and be more willing to help her.
Yes. Sabre told me that
An right. Well, there was the
appeal. there was this piteous APP
peal. as Sabre said, and there was
sabre profoundly touched by it. and
there was his wife bridling over it
one up against her husband who'd
ways stuck up for the girl dyou see,
and about two million up in justifi.
cation OF her own opinion OF her.
There they were; and then Sabre
said. Wen. what are you going TO
do about IL?
You can imagine his wife's tone.
DO about it, DO about il. What on
earth do you think I'm going 10 do
She was furious, absolutely white
about it?'
She was furious, Absolutely white
and spsschlsss with fury. but MOI
spsschless long. Sabre said. and
dare bet she wasn't. Sabre said she
worked herself UP In the most awful
way and used language about the
girl that cut him like knife--lan
guage like speaking Of the baby as
that brat IL made him vince. II
would--ths sort OF chap he Ia. And
he said that the more she rallied. the
more frishtfully he realized the sirls
position. UP against that sort ot
thing everywhere she turned.
He described all that TO me and
then. so 10 speak. he stated his case
Well, what | say 10 you, Hapgood,
is Just precisely what | said 70 my
wife | felt that the garl had a
claim on US. In the first place. she'd
turned 10 US In her abject misery for
l,al N
claim, even II It had come from an
utter stranger. 1t established a claim
because here was human creature
absolutely down and out come TO us,
picking us out from everybody, for
succor. Damn IL, you've got TO re.
spond You're picked out. YOU
One human creature by another hu.
man creature. Breathing the same
cir. Sharing the same mortality.
Responsible to the same God, You've
got te You can't help yourself
"'Wel Hapgood he went on.
Hthats one claim the girl had on us,
but she had another. u personal
claim. Shed been IN our house, in
Our service: she was our friend: sat
with us; eaten with us; talked with
us; shared with us and now now.
turned to US. Good God man. was
that 10 be refused What was to be
denied
1T seems that. II YOU please. tho
very next day the girl herself fol.
lows up her letter by walking into
The house. In she walked, baby and
all. She'd walked all the way from
srtdboroush, and God knows how far
earlier in the day. sabre said she
was half dead. Shed been to her
fathers house, and that terrific
looking old Moses had turned her