' MRS. ASTOR'S NEWBORN BABY
Mrs. John Jacob Astor is very rich in money, and therefore
a whole lot of fuss is being made over that $3,000,000 baby that was
just born. The newspapers wouldn't carry a line about it if the
mother happened to be poor; and much of what they do print is
-about the wealth of that poor little tot who wouldn't trade one gulp
of his mother's milk for the whole $3,000,000, or all the remainder
of his dad's vast fortune. .
All we -see in the story is that of a mother and her babe. We
can forget the millions, the palace and all the doctors and nurses,
and think only of the joy that must come into that mother's heart
when she heard the first cry that came from HER baby when
it caught its first breath and squawked the sweetest sound that
ever greetest a woman's ears.
That mother is human in spite of her wealth. And only a few
months ago she rode off from the great Titanic while the father
of her unborn babe went down to death in the cruel waters of the
vast Atlantic. And he was human, too. No matter how much of a
rounder he had been, no matter to what excesses his vast wealth
had driven him still he died the death of a brave man. And when
that baby grows big enough to understand, the mother will proudly,
though" sadly, perhaps, tell him how bravely his father died.
Poor little kid! He doesn't know the difference between a
million dollars and the hole in one of Thompson's doughnuts. All
he knows now is to fill his little belly and go off to sleep. Maybe
he'll have colic for even $3,000,000 kids get wind on the stomach.
And then he'll yell just as vigorously as a tenement-house baby in
New York's crowded East Side.
God only knows what will happen to him when he grows up
and gets his fingers on the money. That's another story. But when
he dies, he'll take none of it with him, and will go out of the world
as naked as he came into it.
' But just now we can all take off our hats to motherhood it's
the same thing the world over, in palace or hut, and in all languages
and colors, under czars, kings or free republics. x
But wouldn't it be fine if every baby had a chance for a decent,
wholesome and happy birth?
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Salesman "Shirt, sir? Yes,
sir. Will you have a soft-front or
a stiff bosom?'"
Customer Soft front. The
doctor says I must avoid starchy
The export of cheese from New
Zealand has risen from a value of
.189,922 in 1902 to that ofl,
216,137 in 1911, while in the same
period butter exported has risen
from 983,224 to 1,860,546.
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