During the operation, when she was walldng about nearly

distraught, xncictnil one of the dootorsunnx came to her and said;

i "I want you to come with me and look at some of the children puxnn in the public ward".

He took her from one cot to the other, and as she saw these tragic little uniting: broken castswavs of life, there came to her a realization that her own pain was but a drop in the gzeat bucket of the World, and that she was at least able to give her child expert care and the comfort of the private ward. And this and the pity she felt took her out of herself sufficiently

to give her the strength and courage to bear her own burden.

We live in a time when we seek to cure illnesses and pain by denying the existence of pain and misery in the world. No doubt that may help many, but the contemplation of suffering is always enobling. llr. Oaipenter, in the story says;

"By our own pain we can feel and understand tint of others, and we must feel the pain of others. It is that alone will soften the 11 hard heart of the world. It is that alone will cure us of our own

hurt".

The tory when first written was suhnitted to an editor of a well known New York paper. He was much struck with the L: idea. He offered to run it from day to day, provided the author would act as a. .9 sort of "Trouble Editor" and answer the many queries that would result. ilxilitsxndxthatx The author however went west soon after. She

subsequently sold the story to a syndicate.

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