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that generous open-heartedness which is characteristic of our
seafarers, they were only too anxious to help. "Of course, she would
make clothing while I was North"--out of such odd garments as a
general collection produced. "She wouldn't think of letting them wear
it till I came along South, not she." She would "put them in the tub
as soon as she heard our whistle." When after the long summer's work
we landed and went up to her little house, three shining, red, naked
children were drying before a large stove, in which the last vestige
of connection with their past was contributing its quota of calories
toward the send-off. A few minutes later we were off to the ship with
as sweet a batch of jolly, black-haired, dark-eyed kiddies as one
could wish for. Our good friend could not keep back the tears as she
kissed them good-bye on deck. The boy has already put in three years
on the Western Front. The girls have both been educated, the elder
having had two years finishing at the Pratt Institute in New York.
A grimy note saying, "Please call in to Bird Island as you pass and
see the sick," brought me our next donation. "There be something wrong
with Mrs. B's twins, Doctor," greeted me on landing. "Seems as if they
was like kittens, and couldn't see yet a wink." It was only too true.
The little twin girls were born blind in both eyes. What could they do
in Labrador? Two more for our family without any question. After
leaving our Orphanage, these two went through the beautiful school for
the blind at Halifax, and are now able to make their own living in the
world.
So the roll swelled. Some came because they were orphans; some because
they were not. Thus, poor Sammy. The home from which he came was past
description. From the outside it looked like a tumble-down shed.
Inside there appeared to be but one room, which measured six by twelve
feet, and a small lean-to. The family consisted of father and mother
and three children. The eldest boy was about twelve, then came Sam,
and lastly a wee girl of five, with pretty curly fair hair, but very
thin and delicate-looking. She seemed to be half-starved and
thoroughly neglected. The father was a ne'er-do-well and the mother an
imbecile who has since died of tuberculosis. The filth inside was
awful. The house was built of logs, and the spaces in between them
were partly filled in with old rags and moss. The roof leaked. The
room seemed to be alive with vermin, as were also the whole
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