BETA

Inhabited capital letter "T" from the word "THE". A figure in a long sleeveless dress leans against a T-shaped column and crosses her arms in front of her chest. Each of the column’s extremities end in a bundle of long entangled curls. The two top extremities have knotted ends. Inhabited capital descends approximately 12 lines.
The following pathetic lines
have been sent for inser-
tion :—

In a Children’s
Hospital.

Scarcely through the
curtained casement steals
the echo of the street—1
Whirl of wheels, and busy
workers, rush and tramp
of hurrying feet ;2
Hither, thither, ever-stirring from the midnight till
the dawn,3
Hour by hour we hear it rushing, and the din is
never gone,—4
But afar away it soundeth in our chambers over-
head,5
Where we watch beside the children, by each
little sufferer’s bed.6
In the heart-throbs of our city there are children
dying now,—7
Scarce a loving word to cheer them, scarce a hand
to smooth their brow ;8
Going out like stars in heaven, into death’s great,
awful night,9
With their little hour of breathing lit by nothing
kind or bright,10
They are going while we wot not, sweet wee-souls
that know not sin,11
Only death the common refuge, takes the tiny
pilgrims in.12
Oh, my brothers ! oh, my sisters ! while the world
delights to praise13
Deed of warrior, word of statesman, and the poets
pour their lays14
To the fame of war’s wild clamour, and the battle’s
glory red,15
Think upon the little children,—think upon each
tiny head16
Tossing in its hour of anguish, weary and with
fever wild,17
Ye who name in prayer the Master who was once
a little child,18
Through the twilight of their passion, pass they
to a nobler birth ;19
Angels, are they ? Oh, my brothers,—they were
angels here on earth !20
J. Lauchlan MacLean Watt.