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The man who is closing his eyes upon this world has thought of the widow and children whom he is leaving behind. “Go to the Loyal Order of Moose,” he says. “They will send you to MOOSEHEART.” A silver haired widow, with the energy of a girl, one who has two sons and a daughter growing up at MOOSEHEART told me that her husband’s illness had been a long one. “My husband knew he was slowly dying. He wanted to make the best provision he could for the children and me, he said. He talked to me a great deal about MOOSEHEART. I wasn’t much interested. I knew it was a lodge. But a lodge was to' me only a place where men went in the evening and where they talked a great deal of gibberish about pledges and had a queer yell that they called speeding the parting guest. I told my husband I loathed the thought of an institution. My husband said to me, 'My dear, MOOSEHEART isn’t an institution. I’ve heard the Director General say that if it ever got to be an institution he .would quit. It’s a home-school-town.' I want you to visit it. If you come back and say vou don’t like it I will try to think of some other plan for you and the children.’ I came up from Tennessee to visit MOOSEHEART. When I went back I said, 'All right. You need not worry anymore about the children and me.’ ” When the final rites were finished she and the children came to MOOSEHEART. According to its policy the family was not separated. The widows become matrons or assistant matrons of the cottages and dormitories. Another widow, brown eyed and gentle of manner, is, like the first, a matron of one of the groups of children. She and her children came to MOOSEHEART last year. “My husband on his deathbed asked me to promise to bring our four children here. They were babies then and I waited a year or so for them to grow bigger. Then we came here and found a home friends and a busy and interesting life.” They looked for three years for a^ place where they would build the orphanage, which no one calls an orphanage, but MOOSEHEART. It should be in the country, for the growing child needs fresh air and unrestricted sunshine, and the feel of brown earth and the clean scent of green, growing things. But it should afford also the culture of contact. _ There must be the incentive and inspiration that spring from the fast beating heart of a city. There must be music and libraries and art exhibitions and there must be men and women of many attainments and nationalities. The site must combine the advantages of country and city life, of country and city training. After three years then the wandering governors determined upon the spot where is MOOSEHEART. They bought 1,023 acres of level farmland lying between the great cross continent artery of automobile travel, Lincoln Highway, and the Fox River. It was between Aurora and Batavia, five miles from one, two miles from the other. Thirty-five !miles separated it from, or connected it with Chicago. The hoard of Governors, headed by James J. Davis, stood surveying the old farm, the ancient gray farm house that leaned as the bent shoulders of an old man. They saw it with prophetic eyes. They knew that here one essential of an education Would be attained. The child’s sense of beauty would be fed. die of town ? That’s Assembly Hall. It’s like a town hall. They hold five meetings a week there. The Superintendent and the matrons and the proctors and the children meet and plan and fix things. That’s where they govern the town.” Forget not the small, stone post office nor its antithesis, the rough log house on the edge of the lake. Yes. There is a lake. The children row on it in summer and skate on it in winter. A group of the biggest, strongest boys built with their own hands that rough log house. Some of them, tiring of civilization, go there for a week or two. A pair of the strongest, young men still nearing their twenties, who had served in the army and come back for a look at the old home and school, and a few months’ more study to make of them graduate students of MOOSEHEART, made the log cabin their home last winter. They are the stalwart seniors of the class of 1920. This is the town to which the widows and orphans of members of the Loyal Order of Moose bend their steps. As it stands it is a three million dollar town. This summer there is building an hundred and twenty-five thousand, dollar hospital, built and perfectly equipped by the largest Lodge of Moose in the United States and the largest fraternal lodge in the world. That is the Philadelphia Lodge, 30,000 strong, was moved to make the generous donation. What nature has failed to do, if it is conceivable that nature has failed in any respect at MOOSEHEART, science will do, to keep the children of the little republic well. A short while at MOOSEHEART transforms its newest citizens. Puny, anaemic infants become rosy and Sturdy. There’s a model nursery. The young woman at the bureau house of information forgot to tell us about the nursery. Children are taken at any age after birth. There is an instance in which one was taken before birth, for the bereft mother came to MOOSEHEART and there was born at the hospital the littlest citizen of MOOSEHEART. The nursery is managed by an expert children’s nurse, who directs the work of the older girls, who are her assistants. The widows arrive there weary, homesick, despondent. A kindly wag who had observed the arrival of many of them said, “When the widows come here they look as though one foot was in the grave and the other on a banana peel.” A governor of soberer mood admitted, “They do come here looking a hundred years old. But after a few months, when they are established as matrons in one of the halls or cottages, and the children are settled in school, you wouldn’t know them. They look thirty-five.” MOOSEHEART is different . It is the most “different” town I have visited on this big earth. MOOSEHEART is what its name indicates — the central organ that maintains the circulation of the life blood of the Loyal Order of Moose. It is the seat of Moose emotion and affection. It is the fine symbol of the fine Moose spirit. It is a trinity of good. It is a home, a town, a school. A home that is what homes should be, a place of peace and mutual helpfullness and general usefulness; a town that is unlike any other in this country, for it is as a small republic governed by children, a school that in the fullest