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Show . Mrs. Fred N. Hess v '''' ' CHILDREN'S AID. The Children's Aid society of Ogden is a society of which the city anJ. state should be proud and. we venture to say, every Ogdenite, who has any knowledge of the work of the splendid splen-did ladies who comprise its member -diip, is proud and appreciative of the society This is the season when the aid given by the ladies is especially noted and at the present the mem-are mem-are conducting a drive for sufficient suffi-cient funds with which to carry on heir work, which is especiall heav during this season Mrs. Fred N. Hess, secretary of the society, is sub mining letters to ihe papers of Og den in which there is a heart touching appeal The second letter follows Dear Everybody : , Aren's folks just wonderful after all, if they are given the chance big or small To do the things they really should do Along life's highways and by-ways too . And folks aren't heartless, just thoughtless, that's all, In the hurry and push and urge of life's call; And need only reminding, perhaps just a word, The) listen and "the still small voice" is heard. ' For we are all just travelers on life's ocean way And loving deeds are the coins with which we pay I Our passage, so sheltered, so snug and BO warm. But they help our brother ride Bftfelj the storm. Lc" sow with a lavish hand, good deeds, Beautiful flowers spring from the tiniest tini-est seeds. If we scatter with Ion e and a little prayer, We shall gather the blossoms, Some time, Somewhere. We promised to tell you more about our work yet there is so much we know you wouldn't want us to tell you, for we stand for the big brother and the helpful sister to all who are in need and a great deal of our work is temporary help and because these dear ones know we are their fri nds, they come to us feeling that we do not consider we are bestowing charity) but. we are helping until they enn help themselves, and will in turn pars it on. One of our boys whom we have helped to face life a little less handl capped than when he came to us earn ed this summer his first mone Can you Imagine what that ten dollars meant to that boy less than thirteen years of age? Would you like to know what he did with It"1 Well, he sent every dollar of it to the ladies of the Children's Aid. Aren't you proud of your boy. for he is yours as much as ours, and we took it. We kite in the giving that boy had learned one of the greatest of life's lessons ' It is more blessed to give than receive." Will you, with your plenty, do less than this little orphaned boy? There are so manv little boys and gnls in Ogden who could not attend school if i were not foi o.i; kindness, so many widows who with your help arc keeping together the little families of two. three, four and even five, and around those Utile hearth tires are being forged the chains of love, making mak-ing homes that will one day send out valiant men and women to do service for us all. and we help only until Ned or Tommy or John or perhaps even Sister Sue is ready to step out into the great workaday world and ' our help passes on to another. Let us tell you about the dear little baby, whose mother failed to measure up to the standard ol motherhood, and was so cruel to even the little help less body, and so one day a wise kind judge gave it to us. to love and care for and after months and month?, of patient, untiring love and care, the i ugly mark1- of cruelty healed and the I . : ml - i i i . . ii.. .1 ,uA UBj mifis cuiifu iiuuki n ai uuiiu uir fingers of love, and one glad day there came to that wee, sad face a little tiny crooked smile and then another and' bv and by that smile God gives to ev-erj ev-erj baby as its inherent bit thricht, camo to stay, ard the beautiful flower Of babyhood bloomed, and today the fragrance of that little life is making sweet the home of those who came and transplanted this flower to a gar den wondrous fair, and with your help Bab) Alice came into her own Doesn't the work really seem worth while? Look up letter one and read it again, Then send us your dollars, ye builders of men; For "the boy of today is the m;in of tomorrow," Can the man be glad, if the boy sups sorrow? ELIZABETH SHAW HESS, Secretary of the Children's Aid So-! So-! ciety. |