The Children of the PoorRiis, Jacob A. (Jacob August)
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The Children of the Poor
Riis, Jacob A. (Jacob August)
Child welfare -- New York (State) -- New York; Poor; Poor -- New York (State) -- New York
What sort of a gap the Fund sometimes bridges over the following instance
from its report for 1891 gives a feeble idea of: "Something less than a
year ago a boy from this family fell out of an upper-story window and was
killed. Later on, a daughter in the same family likewise fell out of a
window, sustaining severe injuries, but she is still alive. About this
same time a baby came and the father had to quit work and stay at home to
see that all was well with the mother. By the time she was well, the
father was stricken down with a fever. On his recovery he went to hunt
another job. On the first day at work a brick fell off a scaffold and
fractured his skull. That night the _Tribune_ Fresh Air Fund came to the
rescue and relieved the almost distracted mother by sending four of her
children to the country for two weeks. The little ones made so many good
friends that the family is now well provided for."
From Mr. Parsons' record of "cases" that have multiplied in fifteen years
until they would fill more than one stout volume, this one is taken as a
specimen brick:
In the earlier days of the work a bright boy of ten was one of a company
invited to Schoharie County, N. Y. He endeared himself so thoroughly to
his entertainers, who "live in a white house with green blinds and
Christmas-trees all around it," that they asked and received permission to
keep the lad permanently. The following is an exact copy of a part of the
letter he wrote home after he had been for a few months in his new home:
DEAR MOTHER: i am still to Mrs. D---- and i was so Busy that i Could
not Write Sooner i drive the horses and put up the Cows and clean out
the Cow Stable i am all well i pick stones and i have an apple tree 6
Feet High and i have got a pair of new pants and a new Coat and a
pair of Suspenders and Mr. D---- is getting a pair of New Boots made
for me We killed one pig and one Cow i am going to plow a little
piece of land and plant Some Corn. When Mr. D---- killed the Cow i
helped and Mr. D----had to take the Cow skin to be taned to make
leather and Mr. D---- gave the man Cow skin for leather to make me
Boots i am going to school to-morrow and I want to tell
lizzie--pauline--Charlie--Christie--maggie--george and you to all
write to me and if they all do when Christmas Comes i will send all
of you something nice if my uncle frank comes to see yous you must
tell him to write to me i Close my letter
From your oldest son A----.
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