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ORPHANAGE NEWS LETTER.
Published Monthly .it the Kodiak B.iptfst Orph.m.tpe. Wood Island. Kodiak. Alaska.
I nder auspices of The Woman's American Baptist Home Mission Societ\.
CL'RTIS P COE. Editor and Publisher.
Ten Cents a Year.
MARCH. 1907.
Yol. \ 111. Nr 2.
GRANDMA’S BIRTHDAY.
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■<«k ARCII i 5, Mrs. Campbell
reached another miic* pose in
her life journey. She will
not he with us on another
-ueh occasion anil plans
were arranged to make the most of
this one. Moreover, since sickness
had interfered so Ion# with skating,
coasting, and other sports, the
children had been promised a jubilee
when the whooping cough should lie
over, so the two events were com
bined.
The ce ebration 1 egan with supper
for which all tables had been move 1
into the jilay room, which had been
tastily decorated with pictures and
bunting. Four large tables were
spread with snowy linen. At one
was Grandma Campl ell with the
babies; at another Miss Hrcece and
Aunt Kiln.1 assisted the little boys
and girls; the middle sized hoys and
girls were under the care of Mr. and
1 >r. Colilwell; and at the largest ta
ble Mother Coe and Mr. and Mrs.
Coe entertained the guests and older
children, 'idle largest boys and Ole
ana served as waiters.
Fish pie, the national Russian dish
for holidays and especially for wed
dings, potato salad, and cranberry
saiKe never tasted better, but they
were 'orgotlen when Alex came in
hearing aloft a huge cake which
was decorated wi h lifiy-eight lighted
candles.
One of the chief attractions of the
evenings was “Dodv’s baby” whom
many of the children Mind not seen
before.
After all had done justice to the
suppe. we l ined in this song written
for the occasion bv Miss Kdna Coe.
Om Grandma's Eirt.iday.
On this our Grandma's birthday.
We children g. ilv sing.
We children gni’v sing,
For we are glad she’s with us,
So let our v< ices ring.
We love her very dearly
For she’s so good and true.
She mends our clothes vo neatly,
And d;n , our stockings blue,
She scold, is when we’ie naughty,
And spanks the children too,
She gives us bitter medicine.
Which nn.kes feel like new.
() bnindma, may your birthday,
He one of many more,
l e one of many more,
And may your years be h; ppy,
l'liti 1 vour life is o’er.
We are soriy you are going
To leave us bye-and-hve,
Ami we are sure we’ll miss you
(Concluded on the fourth page.)