Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1884-05-28

and human. As SUCH, IL Is recognileu
and however the bereaved father may
be criticized as a money king and monop-
olist. whose interests have dictated his
acts las yours and mine would have been
had we been in his shoes), his bereave-
ment stirs the sympathetic emotions OF
all who are liable to the same distress.
1t may be an imposition to apply SO old
a saving. but it is still true and expresses
the sentiment aimed at better than any
other saw we know ola fellow feel
ing makes US wondrous kind. Sympa-
thy so expressed would not touch the
heart Of the railroad king-if he should
ever become aware Of it-for the idea is
conceived in the abstract and put Tor
ward by a stranger.
Men often scud along on the surface OF
their business and look for nothing in
the future but opportunities to add to
their dollars. Their happiness, which Is
the end and aim of men, is exclusively
involved in, and dependent upon, this
fascination. Something, now and then,
more practical than a sermon comes to
break this spell. They then come rudely
into collision with the fact that all OF
life is not living; that a man who would
not end his career with his last breath
on earth must shake off the mortal coil
(which is ~selfshness) before he heaves
his last sigh.
1t is a hard speculation to indulge in,
but it may nevertheless be just to ven-
ture, that Mr.. Stanford never realized
the importance and value of his life until
he met with the bereavement referred to.
At any rate, under the subduing iniiu-
ence of his sons death he has immedi-
ately made himself conspicuous among
the California ~millionaires for humanity
and b~enevolence. We have never heard
that Mr.. Stanford is illiberal. On the
contrary. he has been called Prince
among his friends; but his generosity
among them went for nothing. They are
of the class who have already all Of the
worlds goods that they can use and prob
ably more than they can apply to their
individual pursuits of pleasure or gain.
Possibly it never appeared to the Gull
tured mind of Mr.. Stanford, until the
death of his son drove him from the rut
of his accustomed thinking, that those to
whom favors come as mamma from the
skies are those only who are in actual
need.
The awakened railroad autocrat has
planted flowers that will ever grow green
upon his sons grave and embalm the
memory of himself and the departed in
odors delicately sweet and imperishable.
This is the way we choose to refer fgura-
lively to the few thousand dollars he has
given as a 6lial memorial fund to the
kindergarten charity schools Of San
Francisco.
By his donation, intended with the
same memorial purpose, he will make
the family name. Stanford, Synonymous
with that Of Girard. A school of the
grade and class beneficently projected in
California by Mr.. Stanford, we are afraid,
will not have taken good root before he
has passed away; but as it grows, as it
will do surely and rapidly years hence,
the spirit OF the donor will hallow its
educational halls. The name of Stan
ford will outgrow it continuously in
proportion as it moves on towards that
hallowed reputation for usefulness and
responsibility as a recognized seminary
of learning in the iand-a reputation
which comes only with the m%ellowing
influence of years. This prediction we
may emphasize and clinch, too, without
the gift Of prophecy, with another-that
while Mr.. Stanford shall have reared
an indestructible and evergreen monu-
ment to the memory of his family, there
is scarcely another millionaire of Califor-
hAa WhooO Ao'hC w years hchSO "Ai cFoh
be heard again. And it is. right that
when their bodies perish their anne
also should go to rot. A big funeral
and then, despite their millions, the re-
turn to dust, with the prospect Of under
going, as many a crowned head before
them, "a process through the CUTS of a
beggar."
This much, which has grown to such
length through the over self-indulgence
of the writer, we hope, will not cloud
the apt and eloquent words on this SUBJ
ject that we get from the Salt Lake Trib.
une, presumably from the pen of Judge
Goodwin:
Men will forget that Gov. Stanford, in
his strength, wrestled with the project of
building a transcontinental railway and
succeeded; they will forget that he was
made Governor by the choice of a most
intelligent State; they will forget his
horses and HIS VINEYARDS his nalaees his