ten o'clock
While it slept , Matron Travers entered it in her book as `` No. 103 '' of that year 's crop of the gutter , and before it woke up she was on the way with it , snuggled safely in a big gray shawl , up to the Charities . There Mr. Bauer registered it under yet another number , chucked it under the chin , and chirped at it in what he probably thought might pass for baby Chinese . Then it got another big bottle and went to sleep once more . At ten o'clock there came a big ship on purpose to give the little Mott Street waif a ride up the river , and by dinner-time it was on a green island with four hundred other babies of all kinds and shades , but not one just like it in the whole lot . For it was New York 's first and only Chinese foundling . As to that Superintendent Bauer , Matron Travers , and Mrs. Lepanto agreed . Sergeant Jack 's evidence does n't count , except as backed by his superiors .