The poor mother, too, was sound asleep, and the gentleman very happy.

He had children of his own and, like me, felt great pity for the poor, helpless little victim of ignorance and folly.

I engaged one of the ladies to dress it when it awoke, as I was soon to leave the train.

It slept the two hours I remained--how much longer I never heard.
A young man, who had witnessed the proceeding, got off at the same station and accosted me, saying: "I should be very thankful if you would come and see my baby.

It is only one month old and cries all the time, and my wife, who is only sixteen years old, is worn out with it and neither of us know what to do, so we all cry together, and the doctor says he does not see what ails it." So I went on my mission of mercy and found the child bandaged as tight as a drum.