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Title: Missionary Visitor, The (1905)
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Brethren's General Missionary and Tract Committee
Subjects: Church of the Brethren Priodicals Church of the Brethren- Missions
Publisher: Elgin, Ill.: Brethren Publishing House
Contributing Library: Bridgewater College, Alexander Mack Memorial Library
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

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n there.Then Father Lapp piles the snow allaround it and the parents go into thechurch. Over 20 or 30 of these babieslie out there in the snow. The littleones are not strong enough to knock thesnow aside and get away, so they justlie still and go to sleep. When churchis out the father goes to the spot, putshis hands down into the snow and pullsthe baby out and shakes off the snow;then the reindeer trots off and takesthem all home again. 46 THE MISSIONARY VISITOR (January, 1905 A PATHETIC CASE. By J. F. Atkinson, Supt. of ChicagoBoys Club. Look at that little weazened, half-starved girl of ten or a dozen summersdown there at the foot of the stairway- has wheeled him to our club room door.But another figure appears upon thescene, a little brudder who tenderlylifts Baby Ragamuffin out of the cab andtoils with him up two flights of stairs tothe room for games and reading; andbecause the Boys Club has no room forgirl waifs, this neglected little mother,with her pathetic, womanish face, but
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This is a typical back yard in the slum district of Chicago. How is it possiblefor boys and girls amidst such surroundings to grow up pure, clean and noble? leading to the Chicago Boys Club. Herhair is disheveled, her clothing is tat-tered and torn, her worn-out shoes butpartially protect her feet from the stonepavement, her hands and face are grimywith the dust of the street. Poor littleatom amidst the mighty throng of StateStreet. Herself in sore need of a pro-tector, she is, on the contrary, standingguard over a restless little bundle in thebaby cab—a child about two and a halfor three years of age, evidently brotherto the weazened little mother who with a noble, self-sacrificing heart, standsguard for nearly two hours over a bat-tered old baby cab—once doubtless theouting-rig of some more fortunate childand rescued for its present use from thecity dump. But while she bravely and patientlywaits there at the foot of the stairs, theother two have entered the warm, well-lighted ro

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