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The Iiilirniiiry Home of the
Friendles4-M. Joseph IIon
pilal Orplum Home flood
IeeN and Kind Heart.
May, 1 89 1.
Dear Friends:
There is not a trace of winter
in our fresh green landscape,
and naught but the springtime
of affectionate interest-in my
heart for you and the good that
you arc doing. Here, there, eve
rywhere, is inserted the point of
the truest lever that ever moved
a world that of single-hearted,
well-intentioned effort for. suffer
ing men and women. Clean and
white looms up the
with its red brick annex all
readv for the interior adorning.
Dav bv dav the sick and wound
ed are carried in. Day by day
the White Cross nurses go out
to the sick beds of those who
cannot come in. A pleasant fea
ture in the management is the
invitation to the families of min
isters of the gospel to come and
be healed without money and
without price. " It is not all of
life to live, nor all of death to
die." And the nurses may go to
these families free of charge.
The Bible Society sent six Bi
bles. Air. Johns, the druggist,
who has shown such substantial
interest from the first, sent a
complimentary ticket for twenty-four
glasses of soda water, a
gift doubly acceptable in the
sudden rush of hot weather
while yet the body was swathed
in winter flannel. The Phoenix
Hotel has been munificent in
contributions. The list reads,
three venison roasts, lamb roast,
and three roasts of mutton.
The daily Transcript and Press
give the world's doings to the
secluded band. Mrs. Sara Allen
sent sweet milk and buttermilk
twice, and four glasses of jelly
She also gave a vine for the new
building and two plants. Ladies
of the Charity ball sent ice
cream and a collection of dishes
26 coffee-cups, 1 saucer, 5
plates, 2 dishes, 5 fruit saucers.
Mrs. Maria Dudley sent bread
and jelly and the Churchman.
Mrs. Johnson sent a sack of fruit.
Mrs. Virginia Gorton gave two
numbers of the Churchman.
Mrs. Spottswood sent two large
buckets of cucumber pickles, a ;
relish so necessary to the table.
Mrs. Daniel Swigert's gifts this
month have been costly and gen
erous. She gave a walnut cen
ter table with marble top, one
walnut washstand and two Brus
sels rugs. Now is the time for
gifts of furniture, as nine new,
sweet, fresh rooms stand ready
to be clothed. Mrs. Dr. Talbott
sent a large "tray of beautiful
roses, lilies and sniilax. Bell,
the florist, made his monthly do
nation of exquisite flowers in
great variety.
Several donors of bundles .of
papers are not recorded byname,
yet these are most useful contri
butions for reading and for house
hold uses. Miss Virginia Johns
sent light rolls and flowers. Mrs.
Simonds gave asparagus, that
refreshing bit of an early spring
From the Charity ball the
amount was $952.25, and this
generous sum will 110 doubt be
increase to $1,000 by several
friends of the Infirmary. Mr. j
Henry Read sent in $100. One !
of the most touching gifts was
the donation of the lot adjoin
ing the Infirmary by Mrs. Maria
Dudley, in loving memory of her
husband, who was one of Ken
tucky's first citizens and sur
How clean and spotless was
everything about the old ladies
at my last visit ! Aunt Patsv
and Mother Steele sat with folded
hauds because there were no
more rags to sew, and oh, how
they chafed at the enforced idle
ness! "Who is this?" I asked,
bending over the blind face. " I
know you," she said, " I always
know your voice;" and she
called my name and bade me
welcome. Aunt Patsy clasped
both my hands when I told her
that Mrs. Fitzhugh, a kind lady
who never failed to send the
right things to the right place,
would send her some rags. "Yes,
Aunt Patsy, she read about you
in the Record, and she has a
bag full." " That's right. Tell
her to send 'em along. Mrs.
Winston and Mrs. Felix sent the
last. You know I must have
different colors. I can't wind
up all -of a kind in one place. It
takes a pound and a half to the
yard and forty yards to a carpet."
When I moved away she said,
" Come again, come every week."
was in the next room, and at
last she acknowledges that the
foot is no better. I used all the
arguments I knew to convince
her the diseased bone must come
out, and truly seemed willing.
Gentle, inoffensive, child-like
Mother Cronleigh ! Several oth
ers were shaking my hands, and
now Aunt Amy appeared at the
door of the clean, shining kitch
en and said, "The sight of you
is good for the sore eyes," while
in her rear loomed up two more
smiling faces. Pardon me, friends,
if I tell of these pleasant visits,
where merely a smile and a
cheerful word win such gratitude.
Poor, bad, curly-coated Flip had
to be given away. I lis manners
did not improve, and he had 110
respect for his motherly friends,
so he was sent to a house of cor
rection. The old ladies were
without pets this time. Dick
was dead, Flip disgraced, and
Biddy farming out with her
young brood, who threatened to
make havoc of Matron Mary's
lovely flowers. And her flowers
this season arc going to be unu
sually luxuriant. The beds and
walks of the little garden are all
weeded and clean, and the rich
soil is ready for bloom.
there about 150 patients, and
some of them are, oh ! so in firm,
so hopelessly afflicted ! Upstairs
are the large, airy rooms for the
pay patients. The lower wards
are open to visitors. In that for
men there were four deaths re
cently. In the colored wards
there is an olive-skinned, bright
eyed boy, who was found in a
negro cabin, his lower limbs act
ually gangreened from neglect.
Both legs were to be amputated
below the knee, and the little
fellow sat in his pure white
wrapper, with a friendly sheet
screening the diseased members,
and anxiously awaited the oper-
ation so eacr was he to Set rid
of "the body of this death."
Doubtless he will not survive the
ordeal, for he is fearfully wasted.
Sister Euphrasia, one of God's
ministering earth angels, patient
ly escorted us through the insti
tution, explaining and describing
with rare intelligence. Her in
jured hand (from her fall last
year) does not regain its useful
ness, but it is a genuine pleasure
to look into her face and behold
the good that is written there.
Tine orphan's home
Shows the late repairs, and
gleams bright and inviting in the
crisp April air. Good Mother
Albreclit was full of talk about
her children. She had discharged
her alien cook, who required such
unceasing surveillance, and had
one of her eldest girls cooking
for a salary. " So much better,"
she said, and I thought so, too.
Reading about a pie party to be
given at Lancaster for the benefit
of the Presbyterian church, where
she was for years a member,
Mother Albreclit sent one dollar
as her mite. She laughed when
she got two nice pies by express,
a return she did not expect. As
sistant Matron Mayfield sent us
such an eloquent letter that we
regret we cannot publish it all;
but our short columns will not
tell the half we should like :
"Dear Record Spring has
come, and as our little chil
dren march two and two to
school in their new suits they
look fresh and happy. Every
thing is prospering with us. Four
have been added to our number,
and one has returned to her kins
folk. All through the winterour
band has been unbroken by death
or illness, and I pray it may re
main so.
" Time never hangs heavily.
Our days 'arc filled with work,
and our evenings are spent in
reading from the Youth's Com
panion and books contributed by
friends, or in telling stories cal
culated to implant a moral tone.
Let me give you a little incident.
A week ago one of our little girls
was sent to the post-office for
stamps, when she saw a man
drop a bill from his purse. Pick
ing it up, she hastened to restore
it. He took it, and only said,
"Thanks;" but it shows the
spirit of honesty. We teach
them, " Thou, God, secst me.
" You will be pleased to know
we have a vegetable garden and
a flower garden, too. The chil
dren delight in working these,
and are longing for vacation to
get at it. Our venerable mother,
now seventy-one, loves flowers
with a passion, and the litle ones
take pride in bringing bunches
to her." And here the writer
indulges in a beautiful eulogy of
Mother Albreclit. Ed. "We
have received a valuable gift in
the shape of a refrigerator from
our dear friend, Mr. Ephraim
Sayre." She concludes with the
following list of
S. Bassett & Sons, a lot of bed
room slippers. Hector Hillen
meyer, fifteen trees. From J. T.
Miller, a garden spade and rake.
Louis Ramsey, a ham. Henry
Vogt, barrel of crackers and gar
den seeds. Mrs. Sara B. Cronly,
$5.50 for decorating windows.
Mrs. John Scott, a bundle of use
ful clothing. De Long Bros.,
garden seeds. Airs. N.W. Muir,
sack of potatoes. Sidney Clay,
bushel of fine pop-corn. Cane
Ridge Church, a shoulder of meat
and bottle of raspberry preserves.
Electric Street Railway, a pass
for the matron to ride. John
Lell, twenty-four loaves of bread.
Mrs. Simonds, twenty-five loaves
of bread and lot of rolls. Lex
ington Ice Co. and Hercules Ice
Co., ice for the month. Daily
Transcript, Press and Leader.
Lindsay 6c Nugent, yeast for
home bread.
Now, friends, if you have gone
with me thus far, your heart is
alive to the good that is being
done in your midst, and some of
you may exclaim with the col
ored woman, to whom Mrs. Win
ston gave the Record to read,
" Well, I had no idea the people
of Lexington were doing so much
for the sick and needy."
In love and fellowship,
Aunt Jean.
For Charity.
Among the forty merchants
who so generously paid for ad
vertising space in The Record,
Mr. J. Jones, the jeweler, took a
section with the words, "For
Charity and Nothing lvlse." No
mention of his wares only this
and nothing more.

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