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What A Dollar Did

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Parent Issue
Day
15
Month
January
Year
1897
Copyright
Public Domain
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Ono good wotnan, who has devoted much of her time fcr several years to the relief of distress among the very poor people of this city, snoceeded in opening the eyes, and likewise the pocketbook, of a oynioal rich man not inany days ago. She eolicited fmancial aid from hiui, nnd doabtlesa wonld have met with a brusqno rebuff had it not been that her position in society commanded politeconsideration. As itwas, the rioh man essayed to be patronizing and said: "My dear madam, I kuow tbat you try to do good among these poor people, but I can assure you that your efïorts are practically wasted. They take yonr money and snoh clothing and food as you can give thern aud then chuckle over your gullibility. " "If I can induce a starving creatura to chnckle, I shall consider the time and money well spent," replied the woman, with a mild tinge of reproof. "Oh, well, I suppose that you are bound to keep on wasting your time," retorted the rich cynic. After a brief pause he oontinued, "If you will demónstrate to me that yon can actually relieve distress with a dollar, I will give it to you just as often as yon can demónstrate its usefulness in that direotion." "Will you come with me?" said the woman thus challenged. The rich man assented and accompanied his philanthropic caller to her coupe. Both entered the conveyance and were driven to the neigbborhood of Eleventh avenue and Fiftieth Street. The coupe stopped in front of an unsightly tenement. Jn silence the man followed his companion up two or three flights of stairs, and he soon was standing in a cheerless room about 12 f eet square. The floor aud the walls were absolutely barren, and there were not more than four pieces of furniture in sigbt. One wa3 a small stove, in whiob a scant fire was burning. A middle aged man lay helpless on a cot, and kneeling by him were a boy and a girl so raggedly ciad that thcir white skin was visible through more than one rent. A few empty (lishes and cooking utensils lying on the floor u'ear the stove told their mute story of destitution. The pathetio eagerness with which the three einaciated occupants of the room turnea their glances upou the visitors tonched a loug dormant chord of tho rich man 's heart. He involuntarily thrust his fingers into his vest pocket, but his companion, laying a restraining hand upon his arm, advanced to the cot, and in a delioate aud sympathetic manner questioned the sick man regarding himself and his children. She explainfed that their needshad been called to her atteution only a few honra before. She soou ascertained that there was urgent need nourishment, and, bidding her cynical friend to accompany her, fihe hastened to the nearest grocery. Prom lpng experience the gond woman knew just what to purchase for teniporary relief in a case of this kind, andwithin aquarterof an houra bulky basket was borne tip to the desolate room by the grooer's boy. Speedily the fire in the little stove began to throw out comforting heat, and by and by the grateful odors of cooking were diffusedThen, with the assurance of another visit and more Hubstantial aid, the dispensers of good cheer left the poor fam. ily to their uuexpected enjoyment. "Do you thiuk that cbarity was well bestowed?" asked the woman, as the coupe hore them swiftly away from the tenement district. "Yes, indeed, Ido," replied tbe man, with a suspiciöas tremor in his voice. "Well, there is a list of what I bought, together with the prices," continued the woman, hauding a bit of paper to her companion. He took it and read: 25 pounds coal 20 2 bunüles kinüliug 05 Half pound'tea 15 2 loaves bread 08 2 pounds oatmeal 08 2 pounds beef f or stuw 14 Half pound sugar 03 Gallon kerosene oil 10 Measure potatoes (}8 1 quart milk 04 Small bag salt 02 1 box matches 01 Total $1.00 Without a word the rich man took a dollar from tois pooketbook and handled it to the good wornau. The iiext day she received from him a check for oiie

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