Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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68 TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE mike's kinder garten of her ' ' previous engage I come to merits," he was inclined to be less irritable. Taking his motor coat and cap, he made ready to drive back to the squalid settlement and see if he could find Helen. As he passed street after street, thickly peopled with children and little mothers, surrounded by every kind of danger, he was haunted by the pitifully pinched face of the little cripple he had seen gazing adoringly at Helen and rapturously hugging a half -starved kitten. His large red touring car sped along much faster than the crowded condition of the streets warranted, now and then bellowing forth its hoarse warning. Suddenly, in the path of the rushing wheels, appeared a wee white kitten, instantly followed by the flying figure of a child. The machine stopped with a jar. Children screamed, women sobbed, a throng gathered in the kindly, curious fashion of street crowds, but Roger Hewett heeded none of them. He lifted the limp figure with the white kitten close clasped in grimy I FRIENDS see him j hands and groaned as he recognized the crippled child. ' ' Where does he belong?" he demanded of the crowd. "This way, this way — take him in here. I just saw him come out from there not five minutes ago," exclaimed an excited onlooker,, leading the way toward the little yard where the Kindergarten tent and sand pile never failed to attract attention. "Why, it's Mike — little Mike 0 'Brien, the cripple ! ' ' cried another. ' ' What was he doing down here ? ' ' "If he was at the Kindergarten, why did they let him come out before the others?" The speaker was a pompous, welldressed individual who had chanced to be passing. Helen Thorne, appearing just in time to hear his words, answered the question. "He does not attend the school. Many wealthy people of our great city think the streets are good enough playgrounds and training schools for the children of the poor. They do not encourage free Kindergartens. This one is overcrowded, and that poor child was turned away today