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le tots aged from two to five！ But； anyway； even if I can't discharge her； I have reduced her to a subordinate position without her being aware of the fact。
The doctor has found for me a charming girl who lives a few miles from here and comes in every day to manage the kindergarten。 She has big； gentle； brown eyes； like a cow's； and motherly manners （she is just nineteen）； and the babies love her。
At the head of the nursery I have placed a jolly； comfortable middle…aged woman who has reared five of her own and has a hand with bairns。 Our doctor also found her。 You see； he is useful。 She is technically under Miss Snaith； but is usurping dictatorship in a satisfactory fashion。 I can now sleep at night without being afraid that my babies are being inefficiently murdered。
You see； our reforms are getting started； and while I acquiesce with all the intelligence at my command to our doctor's basic scientific upheavals； still； they sometimes leave me cold。 The problem that keeps churning and churning in my mind is： How can I ever instil enough love and warmth and sunshine into those bleak little lives？ And I am not sure that the doctor's science will accomplish that。
One of our most pressing INTELLIGENT needs just now is to get our records into coherent form。 The books have been most outrageously unkept。 Mrs。 Lippett had a big black account book into which she jumbled any facts that happened to drift her way as to the children's family； their conduct； and their health。 But for weeks at a time she didn't trouble to make an entry。 If any adopting family wants to know a child's parentage； half the time we can't even tell where we got the child！
〃Where did you come from； baby dear？〃 〃The blue sky opened； and I am here；〃
is an exact description of their arrival。
We need a field worker to travel about the country and pick up all the hereditary statistics she can about our chicks。 It will be an easy matter； as most of them have relatives。 What do you think of Janet Ware for the job？ You remember what a shark she was in economics； she simply battened on tables and charts and surveys。
I have also to inform you that the John Grier Home is undergoing a very searching physical examination； and it is the shocking truth that out of the twenty…eight poor little rats so far examined only five are up to specification。 And the five have not been here long。
Do you remember the ugly green reception room on the first floor？ I have removed as much of its greenness as possible； and fitted it up as the doctor's laboratory。 It contains scales and drugs and； most professional touch of all； a dentist's chair and one of those sweet grinding machines。 （Bought them second… hand from Doctor Brice in the village； who is putting in； for the gratification of his own patients； white enamel and nickel… plate。） That drilling machine is looked upon as an infernal engine； and I as an infernal monster for instituting it。 But every little victim who is discharged FILLED may come to my room every day for a week and receive two pieces of chocolate。 Though our children are not conspicuously brave； they are； we discover； fighters。 Young Thomas Kehoe nearly bit the doctor's thumb in two after kicking over a tableful of instruments。 It requires physical strength as well as skill to be dental adviser to the J。 G。 H。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。
Interrupted here to show a benevolent lady over the institution。 She asked fifty irrelevant questions； took up an hour of my time； then finally wiped away a tear and left a dollar for my 〃poor little charges。〃
So far； my poor little charges are not enthusiastic about these new reforms。 They don't care much for the sudden draft of fresh air that has blown in upon them； or the deluge of water。 I am shoving in two baths a week； and as soon as we collect tubs enough and a few extra faucets； they are going to get SEVEN。
But at least I have started one most popular reform。 Our daily bill of fare has been increased； a change deplored by the cook as causing trouble； and deplored by the rest of the staff as causing an immoral increase in expense。 ECONOMY spelt in capitals has been the guiding principle of this institution for so many years that it has become a religion。 I assure my timid co…workers twenty times a day that； owing to the generosity of our president； the endowment has been exactly doubled； and that I have vast sums besides from Mrs。 Pendleton for necessary purposes like ice cream。 But they simply CAN'T get over the feeling that it is a wicked extravagance to feed these children。
The doctor and I have been studying with care the menus of the past； and we are filled with amazement at the mind that could have devised them。 Here is one of her frequently recurring dinners：
BOILED POTATOES BOILED RICE BLANC MANGE
It's a wonder to me that the children are anything more than one hundred and eleven little lumps of starch。
Looking about this institution； one is moved to misquote Robert Browning。
〃There may be heaven； there must be hell； Meantime； there is the John Grierwell！〃 S。 McB。
THE JOHN GRIER HOME；
Saturday。 Dear Judy：
Dr。 Robin MacRae and I fought another battle yesterday over a very trivial matter （in which I was right）； and since then I have adopted for our doctor a special pet name。 〃Good morning； Enemy！〃 was my greeting today； at which he was quite solemnly annoyed。 He says he does not wish to be regarded as an enemy。 He is not in the least antagonisticso long as I mold my policy upon his wishes！
We have two new children； Isador Gutschneider and Max Yog； given to us by the Baptist Ladies' Aid Society。 Where on earth do you suppose those children picked up such a religion？ I didn't want to take them； but the poor ladies were very persuasive； and they pay the princely sum of four dollars and fifty cents per week per child。 This makes 113； which makes us verycrowded。 I have half a dozen babies to give away。 Find me some kind families who want to adopt。
You know it's very embarrassing not to be able to remember offhand how large your family is； but mine seems to vary from day to day； like the stock market。 I should like to keep it at about par。 When a woman has more than a hundred children； she can't give them the individual attention they ought to have。
Monday。
This letter has been lying two days on my desk； and I haven't found the time to stick on a stamp。 But now I seem to have a free evening ahead； so I will add a page or two more before starting it on a pleasant journey to Florida。
I am just beginning to pick out individual faces among the children。 It seemed at first as though I could never learn them； they looked so hopelessly cut out of one pattern； with those unspeakably ugly uniforms。 Now please don't write back that you want the children put into new clothes immediately。 I know you do； you've already told me five times。 In about a month I shall be ready to consider the question； but just now their insides are more important than their outsides。
There is no doubt about itorphans in the mass do not appeal to me。 I am beginning to be afraid that this famous mother instinct which we hear so much about was left out of my character。 Children as children are dirty； spitty little things； and their noses all need wiping。 Here and there I pick out a naughty； mischievous little one that awakens a flicker of interest； but for the most part they are just a composite blur of white face and blue check。
With one exception； though。 Sadie Kate Kilcoyne emerged from the mass the first day； and bids fair to stay out for all time。 She is my special little errand girl； and she furnishes me with all my daily amusement。 No piece of mischief has been launched in this institution for the last eight years that did not originate in her abnormal brain。 This young person has； to me； a most unusual hist
