New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-11-28
A RICH MANS FIND.

A RICH MANS FIND.
An Incident of Thanksgiving Eye at Los Angeles
Yes, Mr.. M is very wealthy.
One of the Wealthiest citizens of Los
Angeles, in fact, says The Tribune,
and although he is a bachelor, that
has very pleasant home on
South Olive street inWhich he resides.
He was wealthy long before the
| southern California land boom be-
gan, and no man can compute his
thousands since that boom has so
greatly increased the value Of his
real estate. He is an old man now,
living solitary and alone in the great
house with his servants, and he is
F.! far from a happy man. Of late years
he has felt the weight of years rest
ing upon him, and his daily associates
| have felt that he has grown decided
| ly unbearable despite his thousands
even though money can cover a
multitude of sins. Gold M is SO
cross that he must be growing to
hate himself, one of these associates,
a Wide-aWake business man, remarked
recently, and the old man himself felt
something of the spirit ascribed to
him as he sat musingly before his
warm coal fire in his coy library one
night. Without the night was dark
and threatening, and within the old
man sat, bowed down by his years
and by the atmospheric influence,
buried in thought. Far back his
musings carried him, though there
was more of the bitter in them than
Of the sweet, and all of the wealth
and Wearisome luxury of the latter
years was forgotten. He saw him
self a boy again, back in the green
hills of New Hampshire, and his
brother John stood beside him at
the bars leading into the older past
ure lot. Suddenly it occurred to him
that it was the eve of Thanksgiving,
but his thoughts still ran upon the old
home place and he and John were
gathering nuts amid the falling
leaves, and the hush of Indian SUM
mer was over the woodland Poor
John, the blue-eyed laughing
younger brother, who had been so
dear a companion in youth, and then
had grown SO wild and maynard in
his young manhood The old man
traced back the passage of the years
until his retrospection ceased at last
before the image of golden-haired
woman who had come into the lives
of the brothers. Long he unused
upon her, remembering how he had
sought in vain to win her love in
vain because-because she loved his
brother Then there followed a
long, mad time, which was even yet
a blank to him, from which he had
awakened to find his brother mar
ried man and himself wanderer
over the earth. He had cared not,
nor had he wanted to care for the
old home and the old people since
that awakening The old mans
thoughts became too much for his
endurance then, and he arose, as
to shake them off, and, donning his
hat and overcoaU, went out into the
night to walk, he knew not whittier,
but anywhere to get away from the
memories which came crowding
thick and fast upon him. He found
himself at last trudging aimlessly
along Spring street. 1t was shortly
after midnight, and as he walked
along in the darkness by the Temple
block the man stumbled and nearly
fell over something lying bundled up
just where the stairs lead up into
Justice Taney's courtroom. With
an imprecation, NJ saved him
self from falling, and then was about
to move on, when the something
over which he had fallen stirred I'M
easily. Shopping, the man touched
the -object, and found that it was a
very diminutive boy, wrapped in a
coat many sizes too large for him,
lying there exposed to the rain and
the weather. M shook the boy
by the shoulder roughly, and the
little fellow staggered to his teet and
began Whimpering an explanation.
He supposed that a guardian of the
peace had oyertaken him.
What is your name@' asked,
holding the lad by the shoulder to
prevent a very evident desire. to es-
cape.
"WelL, you see, sir, father is sick,
an we didn't have no medicine, and
| just come up town to see ifI couldn't
find somebody to give me some
money. Then | got tired. you see,
cheered at the discovery that he was
not in the hands of the police, aand