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Show 'ONE POUND BABY? " TELLS HER STORY r I One-Pound Baby i 1 p -it - i f - ' h ' s r t- , - v i ? 1 j H.V UAKBAKA JKAN, j I "l ito Silver Dollar Uuby" as itold to DAI.r; M iUJLIt, j Ht'i'ld Staff Corespondent After looking it over for nearly fix months through my dark blue eyes. I'm getting convinced this is a pretty gooci world. I am certain there arc some mighty fine people in it people unselfith and anxious to do good to others. I ought to know. Even though I'm only a woe bit of a baby not much more than five months old I have had love and attention heaped heap-ed o" mo constantly. I have been almost smothered with attention. And thib from people who rtally had no piMticular reason to give me so much care. Lilts Was Doubled People who tirst saw me on December De-cember 9, 19L'8. the day I came to this big world, shook their heads anti doubted I would live. I weighed just exactly one pound. A one pcund baby! My mothe'r, who was a stranger in Provo, was too ill to take care of me. Everybody seemed to think I was not going to live1, so didn't bother much. If I didn't lose weight those first few days, I barely bare-ly held my own. Then someone' sent a big strong man to ;ec me. He brought his girl ' with him. They locked at me for a long while. Their facial exprcs-' exprcs-' don seemed to tell the samestory others had told there was1 not '.much chance for me to pull t h rough. I hoard the man say his name 1 was L. D. Rowley, a boilermaker at '.'the U. P. railroad shops in Provo. ;,yes, th-'y wanted a little girl at , fheir place but he wondered if there v.as any need of taking a tiny thing as mc with seemingly such slim .-chanceo to survive. that in my new mama I had a person per-son who knew how to care for Lames. . I imagine they ct.me over to see mc just out of curiosity. And I don't blr.mo them, I was such a tiny little thing, even though I was eight days old. Just to impress the people vbo came to see me how Vry I really was they made all kinds of comparisons'. A common drinking glass put over my head almost slipped over my shoulders. An ordinary weddmfj ring could be slipped over my arms and legs, and a sdver dollar complete. com-plete. y covered my face. I was not much larger than the small rag doll one of the little neighbor girls hi ought over with her. The wrinkle's on my face were so deep one man who came to s?.g me" said I looked like an old southern grandma. grand-ma. Ought to Sec Me New! But all of that was when I was tight days old. You ought to see me now! Five' months of the most tender and affectionate care ever given any littic bnby has brought me out of the kinks When you set me you know I'm veYy much alive, and, list-in, I've mode up my mind 1o t-tay here a long, long time. Don't you think I wiil? Of course, little girls should have lots of hair. Looking at my bald head you would hardly believe I used to have lots of hair. But I did. And I'm going to have? a lot of dark hair. Look, see these long almost black eye lashes? I weigh 10 pounds now. That shows you what good care and regular reg-ular feedings of good cow's milk will do for little' babies. I have never had a cold or colic. I sleep a long time every day, and seldom, it" ever, fret over anything. Why should I? Don't I know that my daddy and mama will take good care of me? Barbara Jean Rowley and her daddy by adoption. Hearts Werts Touched Something must have touched his heart for he and the girl bundled mc up and took mo to their home, vhcre I have been ever since. My new mama was sick with the flu when I arrived, but she hurried up ana took care of me, under the direction di-rection of that nice Dr. Clark Dr. Ktanlc'y. She dropped some-thing some-thing in my. mouth. Gee, but it tatted ood. Then she rubbed me with oil and wrapped me up in a lot of cotton. It made me feel so warm and comfy. All day people would come over to my home- tc look at "the tiny baby." They were more or less skeptical about my chances. They failed to tako into consideration |