But if there is love, more love can spring from even these grim materials. A single woman on the Upper West Side recently brought home a daughter from Siberia—a child of Eskimos—and presented her to society. There were the expected jokes about keeping her in the refrigerator, and feeding her Eskimo pies. Her hair and eyes were jet black. When she nuzzled, she rubbed noses. Fate threw her to a new world before she could crawl. God bless them, every one. NR
Almost as bright as the sun…





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