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STORIES OF THE “LITTLE FOLKS” COTS.—III.
By ANNE BEALE.
East London Hospital for years old. Her case seems to have been one of actual
to see that it has an op- arrived. Alas! her relations were as badly off as posite neighbour as tall as it- she. It was the every-day tale of a father out of self. This is a great red work and a family destitute. Under these circum
brick building which must stances, it is the feeding up which alone is neceseither have arisen, like a mush- sary, and Mary Anne soon benefited by her good room, in a night, or the com- cheer. Before she was quite as plump as could
mencement of it have been un- be wished, however, her father had found work in noticed when we were here last. Kent, and took her with him, and the rest of his
It is to be a centre for the fire-engines family, into that so-called “Garden of England," and brigade of this densely-peopled quarter. The where we will hope they have all found food and Secretary of our hospital congratulates himself on its shelter. After her came Emma W—-, who had erection, because, should a fire arise, it will be only rheumatic fever. She was nine years old, and so needful to send across the way, to get it speedily fearfully dirty, that she was obliged to have her put out. Masons and carpenters seem to have the hair taken off, and to be washed from head to foot best of it everywhere to-day, for the babies are before she could be encased in clean linen. She turned out of their ward, while repairs and altera- is reported to have been a spoilt child, and consetions are going on both outside and in. No sound quently, like all spoilt children, difficult to deal however, disturbs the interior quiet, and the little with. Who knows but she may have refused to patients are not incommoded by the hammering submit to that washing and combing so necessary and other noises without.
for health ? At any rate, she was quite well in a On our last visit, we heard that large-sized knitted fortnight after the ablutions had been performed, woollen vests were greatly needed ; for the ladies and proper remedies administered. who had generously furnished such as were then Last, but not least, we arrive at the present inin use had only made them big enough for very mate of the Cot, and it is delightful to turn to so young children, and their elders wanted them good and patient a little girl, after the account we equally. Accordingly, some good friends filled our have had of dirty Emma. She tells us her name is bag with enlarged specimens, which were re- Katie ; that she is eight ; that she has two little ceived with great delight by the matron, as “the brothers at home ; and that she is crocheting some very things most required ;” so our visit began crimson wool that she holds in her white little with flying colours. But rain and sunshine, light hands into a shawl for herself. She has been and shade, are symptomatic of nature and life. suffering from typhoid fever ; but it is predicted she Our pleasure was damped when we approached our will soon recover. “She will have every chance of “Cot," and inquired for Mary Anne, who, it will getting well because she is so good," says her be remembered, we left glancing through a hymn- kind nurse. She is much pleased with a small book bound in red, and for whom the prayers of story-book and a tiny tea-kettle which we present to our young readers were asked. She has “
gone her on behalf of LITTLE FOLKs, and the crochet is home to her Father in heaven. She grew restless forsaken for the tale. to return to her earthly parents, and left the hospi- Very little suffices to alleviate the tedium of illtal not very long after we saw her there. Her large
This is further shown as we take our parting dark eyes and thoughtful face, together with her glance round the girls' ward. It is more than halfeager, anxious words, have frequently haunted us filled with babies, owing to the repairs in progress since. And the poverty and scarcity she told us in the infants' ward, and some of them are wailing of followed her to her poor abode, so that she pitifully. A young friend who turns everything to missed the nourishing food of the hospital, and account as aids to good works has made us bearer asked to return to it. She was taken, instead, to of two immense necklaces formed of empty cottonthat happy land where suffering ceases, and we reels, interspersed with shreds of bright-coloured hope and believe is now singing her glad hymns calico. The presentation of these to a couple of and hallelujahs in the Paradise of God.
these puny suffering little creatures has a magical She was succeeded in our “Cot” by another effect. One of them, especially, holds hers up to
us, and rattles it, her face all laughter instead of scroll of “ LITTLE Folks Cot” on the following day, tears ; indeed, we can scarcely get away from her, than the trouble began over again, and they were she is so attractive in her infantine delight. But compelled to turn out the interloper and replace next to her crib is one that must interest all, young him ; since then he has been good and happy. and old ; it bears the inscription, “ Helen Maud You will, perhaps, remember the boy Freddy, Murchison's Cot,” and has a red screen on either side whom we left two or three months ago asleep and a picture of angels above it. This was founded in the aforesaid much-esteemed crib. Well, by a bereaved father in memory of a beloved child. he left it and the hospital, perfectly cured.
The convalescent's table, where we left dear He was succeeded by the young jockey, formerly Mary Anne L- and her young companions, is located in a neighbouring hammock, and who was nearly empty to-day, but we notice one “minis. so talkative and amusing that he made everybody tering child," who is up and doing. This is a small laugh. He also went out much better. girl with her left hand in splints ; it was dreadfully have brought your protégés down to the time of burnt, she says. However, she does more with one writing. Our first friend, Charley, whose leg was hand than many of us with two, for she trips busily amputated, comes now and then to the hospital, from cot to cot, soothing the wailing infants, and an appeal for an artificial leg is being made to amusing the sorrowful children, and feeding one the Hospital Sunday Fund, which we hope will be whose poor eyes are bandaged. We venture to successful. His great friend, Bobby, has been predict a useful life for one so helpful and unselfish, measured for one. He is now at the Convalescent if that life be spared.
Home in Suffolk, inhaling country breezes before Now we mount to the boys' ward, where there returning to the close atmosphere of his own are also many babies-indeed, one tenants LITTLE abode. This Home is at Mellis, which word is FOLKS Cot No. 2, for the time being, who is derived from mel, meaning honey. And surely no declared to be “the pet of the ward.” Truly, he name could be more appropriate, either to the looks a bonny boy, with his clear blue eyes and place or its generous donor, Lord Henniker, since good-humoured face. He is dressed, and is in the the sweets of pure air, and green fields, and lovely good nurse's arms while we listen to his story, and flowers are afforded to the languid drooping bees although he cannot yet talk, he seems fully to of the great city, and inspire them with courage understand what passes. He fell out of bed and and strength to work in their own hives again. broke his arm, which is now tightly bandaged, We have but to wander round the ward before that it will soon be well again. He is in the habit going away to be made to hope that all the pale of looking compassionately at it when it is dressed, faces we see may be rendered rosy by a trip to the as well as when it is mentioned. He is much Convalescent Home. Many of them belong to attached to his cot, and positively declines to sleep boys big enough to earn their daily bread, and so out of it.
It was required for a patient of larger to be helps to their parents. When we inquire how growth, and Jimmie was removed to one of smaller they are they all answer, “ Nicely, thank you,” and dimensions ; but he made such a hulla-balloo that thus read us a lesson of grateful patience. the nurse was obliged to take him to her own bed And now we again take leave for a time of the that night. But no sooner did he see the brazen two LITTLE FOLKS Cots and their small occupants.
By One of the Authors of “ Poems for a Child."
I hide my ball where none can see,
In yonder elm so green and tall,
This dog of mine runs up the tree,
And brings me back my pretty ball !
If other dogs are handsomer,
How small a matter beauty is !
There's not a dog, I dare aver,
Can boast a truer heart than his.
From him I never mean to part ;
About his neck my arms I twine,
Because I love with all my heart
This very darling dog of mine.
SPORTS AND PASTIMES FOR BOYS AND GIRLS.
HEN Shakespeare de- being warned against all play, for Jenny, I suppose,
scribed the “whining was far too much addicted to work to need a
and when, remarkable though he liked his les- rapidity in sons well, he liked play all parts of
better. And I have no the world, doubt that he was the ringleader in many a merry
for no other romp on pleasant Stratford green, when football or reason than hockey or hide-and-seek was as dear to the English
who wa lads of good Queen Bess's time as they still are to can be most their descendants in the reign of Queen Victoria. fully enjoyYet when we consider the vast variety of outdoor ed when the games and indoor amusements that are at the ser- “sides” are vice of the young folk of the present day, we begin composed to wonder how our great-great-grandfathers, and of boys as their great-great-grandfathers managed to beguile well as girls. themselves when they were boys. For though a But though new pastimes are springing up
large number of every year, the old ones are not lost sight of, so
we may be
plenty of ways to themselves all the
year round. Perhaps nothing strikes one more in connection with this subject than the rapid growth of those games in which both boys and girls may take part. The world of sports and pastimes has indeed wit
CRICKET :-HITTING TO LEG. nessed a revolution. The old games were so rough and ready that they were scarcely suited to the
field games, seven hoop games, twenty-two marble gentler frames of girls, and, besides, people used to
games, seventy-nine playground games, eleven top think that their lasses, as a rule, should always
games, twenty-one toy games, eight lawn games, be sewing, or knitting, or doing household duties of some kind. It was Jack who was continually
of Sports and Pastimes.”
-STRINGING TIL BOW.