The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-10-12

Bill Nye sympathizes with a Man of shrunis-
en- Fortune.
louisville Courier Journal.

Louisville Courier Journal
learn with much sadness that Mr.. Wiiliam
III. NanderOits once princely fortune has shrlv
eled down to $3.50 900 000 This piece Of infoF-
nation comes to me like a clap of thunder out of
a clear sky Once petted, fondled and caressed,
William II. Vanderbilt shorn of his wealth, and
resting upon no foundation but his sterling in
tegrity, must struggle along with the rest of us,
1t would be but truth to say that Mr. Wander
bilt will receive very little sympathy from the
world now, in the days of his adversely and
perjury. When the wolf is at his door There are
many Of his former friends who will say that
William could eeonomize and struggle along on
$3.50 600 600 but let them try it once and sec
how they would like it themselves; $3.50. 600, 600.
with no salary outside Of that amount, will not
last forever.
A poor man might pinch along in such a case
till he could get something to do, but we must
remember that Mr.. Vanderbilt has always lived
in comparatively comfortable circumstances
His hands, therefore, are tender, and
his stomach juts out into the autumn
air. He will, therefore, find it hard
at first to husk corn and dig potatoes. When
he Stops over a sawbuck around New York this
winter his stomach will be in the way, and his
vest will no doubt split open on the back. All
these things will annoy the spoiled child OF lux
ury, and his broad features will be covered with
sadness. They will at least if there is sadness
enough in the country to do it
The fall of William FL. Vanderbilt and his
headlong plunge from the proud eminencs to
which his means had elevated him, downward to
the cringing poverty of $3.50, 600 900 should be
sad warning to US all. This fate may fall to any
one of us. Oh, let us be prepared when the
summons comes For one, believe am ready.
Should the dread news come to me tomorrow
that such fate had befallen me | would nerve
myself up to it and meet it like a man. With
the ruin of my former fortune would buy o
crust of bread and some pie, and then | would
take the balance and 20 over into Canada and
there | would establish home for friend
less bank cashiers who are now there, several
hundred of them, and with no one to love them
All kinds of charitable institutions, costing
many thousands of dollars are built in America
from year to year for the comfort of homeless
and friendless women and children but man is
left out in the cold. Why is this thusl Lots of
people in Canada, of course are doing their best
to make it cheerful and sunny for our lovely
cashiers there but still it Is not home. As q
gentleman once said in my hearing, There is Al
place like home" And he was right
In conclusion, l do not know what to say,
unless it be to appeal to the newspaper men of
the country in Mr. Vanderbilt's behalf. While
he was wealthy he was proud and arrogant He
said, LET the newspapers be blankety blanked
to blank" or words to that effect, but we do not
care for that Let us forget all that and re-
member that his sad fate may some day be our
own. In our atfluence let as not lose sight Of
the fact that Van is suffering. Let US procure
a place for him on some good paper. His gram
mar and spelling are little bit rickety, but he
could begin as janitor and gradually work his
way up Parties having clothing or funds which
they feel like giving may forward the same to
me at Hudson, Wis, postpaid, ana II the clotheS
do not fit Van they may possibly fit me-
HUDSON, Wis, Oct I. BILL NfE-