New Britain herald., 1922-04-15
Continued For Our Last Issue

"s Sabre said the letter was the most frighftully pathetic document he could ever have imagined Smudgcd. he said and stained and badly expressed as If thc writer this Efie Bright was crying and inco- hcrent with distress when she wrote it. She said she'd got into terrible trouble, She'd got a little baby, Sabre said it was awful to him the way she kept on in every sentence calling it 'a little hahy-neNer a child or just n baby, but always n little baby, my littc baby He said 1t was awful. She said II was born In December you remember, old man. it was the previous March she'd got the sack from them and that she q been liN- Ing in lodgings with it, and that now she was well enough to move, and had come 10 the absolute end of her money, she was being turned out and was at her wits end with despair and nearly out of her mind to know what to do and all that kind of thing. She said her father wouldn't haze hnythinG to do with her, and no one would have anything to do with her so long as she kept her little baby. That was her plight; no one would have anything to do with her while she had the baby. He father was willing to take her home, and some kind people had offered 10 take her nto service. bu. only, all of them, if ehe would give up the baby and put t out to nurse some where: and she said, and underlined if about fourteen imes, Sabre sail and cried over il so you could hardly read it, she said; And. oh, Mrs. Sabre, l can't, l cant,
 simply cannot give up my little baby *'s He's mine" she said He looks at me, and knows mo, and stretches out his tiny little hands 10 me, and cant give him up. l can't ct my little baby go. Whatever I've ione, I'm his mother and he's my title baby and l cant let him go.
 sabre said if was awful. l can believe il was. I'd seen the girl, and d seen her stoopjng over her baby nd can well believe awful was the word for it. Poor soul
 And then she said--I can remem- per this bit-then she said, And SO. n my terrible distress. dear Mrs. fabre l am throwing myself on your hercy. and begging you, imploring 'ou for the love of God to take in ne and my little baby and let me york for you and do anything for lou and bless you and ask Gods blessing forever upon you and teach hy little baby to pray for you as ometi1nG or other l forget. And hon cl, lpf l,,.,t nj, ,,,l hings about working her fingers to he bone for Mrs. Sabre, and know ng she was q wicked girl and not fit 0 be spoken to by anyc-, -rll was Willing to sleep in d shed in the gar en and never to open her mouth, and II that sort of thing; and all the way through my little baby my little baby Also she said, and Sabre told De this bit deliberately, also she said hat she did't want to pretend she Eas more snned against than sin ing, but that if Mrs. Sabre knew the ruth she might judge less harshly nd be more willing to help her. Yes, |abre told me that
 "All right. Well, there was the ppeal, there was the piteous ap- cal, as Sabre said, and there was abre profoundly touched by it, and hose was his wife briding over it ne uo against her husband who'd all lays stuck up for the girl, d'you sec, nd about two million up in justh- ation of her own opinion of her. here they were; and then Sabre hid, Well, what are you going to do bout it? '"You can imagine his wifc's tone Do about it. Do about it. What on arth do you think I'm going to do bout it? She was furious. Absolutely white nd speeches. with fury; but not peechless long, Sabre said, and 1 are bet she wasn't. sabre said she Torked herself up in the most awful l Fay and used language al,out the irl that cut him like q knife-lan- uage like speaking of the baby as hat brat II made him vince. It rould-the sort Of chap he is. And , said that the more she raicd, the lore frightfully he realized the girls osition, up against that sort of hing everywhere she turned. He described all tbat to me and hen, so to speak, he stated his case. We'll, what l say to you, Hapgood, is lst precisely what l said to my wife,
 felt that the girl had a claim on S. In the first place, she'd turned us in her abiect misery for help nd that alone established d claim, i ven if it had come from an utter ranger. It established d claim be- ause here was a human creature bsolutely down and out come to us,