Maria was startled by a cry coming from the little form in the mire. “A baby! A living baby!? Who on earth could put a little baby in a pigpen to be mauled and eaten by swine?” With concern and pity, Maria lifted the child. Quickly she wrapped him in a rag. Then lifting her face she cried to God, “Show me what to do with this tiny foundling.”
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