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the dormitory they saw four rows of small white beds, all spread with
beautiful white linen, and in each little bed lay a child. The most of
them were asleep, but a few were crying and fretting--for Chinese
babies have quite as many troubles as American children. Some of the
nuns were walking up and down between the rows of beds, lovingly
tucking up the fretful little beings, giving the bottle to some, and
rocking others with the utmost patience. Hardly did they quiet one
before another began to whimper, and so it went on. Shaking their
heads the two Chinamen slipped away. They had seen for themselves the
love and patience with which the Sisters care for these poor deserted
infants.
"I thought we were going to find them putting the children's eyes out,"
said Lohe, "when I heard the cries in there. These women show greater
love for these babes than their own mothers."
"Yes, yes," answered Lihoa. "It is wonderful. I wish our priests
would do for our children what the foreigners do for them."
Without further delay Lihoa went to Nona, the fish dealer, who lived in
one of the alleys near the harbor.
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