The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1866-05-12

II il a dreadful thing to be old and poor.
and have no home but there is a deeper
depth Of human ealamnitv than this--it is
to have, in addition an old age Of wasting,
wearing sickness, which is often superin-
duced by that constant depression of mind
which attends consciousness of being alone
and friendless and in want. One Of the
very best means of avoiding an old age Of
destitution and bodily suffering, is to culti-
vate while young all the benevolent and gen
erous feelings OF our nature, never BY any
possibility allowing any opportunity pass
Of befriending fellow traveller, as we are
passing along life's journey, for sooner or
later the reward will come-the reward Of a
happy heart, and oftimes a comfortable pro-
vision for declining years.
In 1912, q wounded soldier was living
helpless on the plains of Chalmette, a few
miles below New Orleans. A youth passing
that way kneeled at his side, INQUIRED as to
his wants, conveyed him to shelter, and
remained with him until he was able to
leave for his home in the city. Nearly half a
century later, the wounded soldier died, but
old Judah Turo never forgot the youth who
helped him On the battle field, and left him
fifty thousand dollars in money, besides
some duties to perform which eventually
yielded Mr.. Shepherd one hundred thousand
dollars more.
While living in New Orleans. about the
year 1850, poor young doctor, with large
family and small practice, often came into
my ONCE. He was courteous, always kind.
ana always sad and who could be other
wise when anxiety for to-morrow's bread for
wlfe and children is always pressing OF the
neart! But there came letter one day.
with the English post-mark, making in.
quiries for a certain young American doctor
who had greatly befriended an English
gentleman during long and dangerous at
tack OF sickness in New Orleans, a number
Of years before. This grateful gentleman
had died, and left our poor young doctor a
large estate.
Ten years ago and less, there lived in
the city Of New York clergyman whose
name and memory are sacred to thousands of
grateful, loving, revering hearts. He has
not been dead long he will never die out
OF the holy affections of the people before
whom he came in and went out so MANY
years. Among his people there was one
man, and be was Of large wealth, who seem
ed TO make il his special business as il was
bis highest happiness, to see that his revered
pastor wanted nothing. 1t was not itful
care. 1t did not spring up in May and die
long before December came, but through
weeks and months and long years it was
always the same; incessant, perennial, gush-
ing up always like failing spring.
The pastor died his loving watcher, by no
fault OF bis own, failed for almost millions,
any recovery was absolutely hopeless. The
frs s0ft hat "A r
ability to help the helpless. Men looked on
and wondered, and began to question if
Providence would let such man come to
want in his gray hairs. But there was an
eye upon him. A man with great wealth
said, " He must not suffer who cared so
we'll and faithfully and long for my old
minister. He is just the man want to at
tend to my estates, and he shall have all he
asks for as compensation for his services Y
-HolPs Journal Of Health.