Morning journal and courier., 1890-07-05

physically sufer, when We could keep trssk
of the poor old fellow: Though We coxla
never secure his consent to provide for ain
In any charitable Institution. Kohlsast, the
big hearted Clark street merchant, cempsyled
his engineer 10 give him o corner Of The an.
ter weather. Drake, of the Grand PaeIfc.
would never allow him to be hustled by his
brawny portsrs. And altogeiher thls sad
cid CHEST Of Q human had occasion 10 turn
his tender, sweet, white and piteous old fscs
mp to more than one whose heart blsd for his
wound which could never heal. On the oo-
casion referred to Gould was q guest at the
Grand Pacific. Before eight o'clock In the
merning he was stirring; had come 10 the
ONCE; purchased q morning paper; and, sri-
IDENTIFY impatient TO send some dispatches,
had stepped to the telegraph ofEee In the mn.
per rotunda. Finding Il closed, he had taken
q chair beneath the Office window alongsids q
great iron column, which, with his paper,
quite obscured him. About the same time,
''Uncle Baker" after his morning custom.
trsmblingly began his daily and undisturbed
march through the two rotundas from Clark
street TO La Sale. The enp.oyes slwsys
greeted him civilly. These salutstiens were
returned with touching dignity. On this
morning one OF the head porters stopPed
the old man st the foot of the marble
stairs, where also happened to be stand
ing, and In spirit OF innocent misehisf
told him that his "old friend, jay Gould.
was waiting mp there behind the column, by
the telegraph window, TO see him. "Thank
you; thank you, kindly. Thank you. also,
for my old friend, Jay Could" responded
"Unele Baker" with kindly politsness and
Hating Q moment as u TO sccustom his
feeble sight to the dim light of the place, he
made straight for the column, and In snofhsr
moment had grRped the sstonished mag
mates hand.
"Nr. Gould, |" said the old man trenbling-
| ly, "you and did q good deal of buEins@
| together at one time. Most people despiss
Il just. merciless."
Gould wriggled. but ''Uncls Baker" wsula
Il not release him
'sIt has always been ons of the few hopes
OF my life. he continued, '.to be abls 20 my
L eelf esy that remember you with eatssu;
thank You for few unsolicited kindnessss;
and then 10 show You one human being In
/ rsgs"-here "Uncle Baker" drew hsnself up
| proudly-"who Is 30 little that, with all ysul
power you could neither help nor harm him;
and TO add with the most respecifnl sinoeri.
ty that, great as you are, he pities you and
your 1oylers life. barren of one disinterestsi
Il friend, with an unuttersble and insrpressi
Il bic pity from the bottom of his heart.
beg you TO pardon this intrusion snd To ssy
good morninel"
Then while the amazed man OF uillisrI
wiped q film he seemed TO think had gath
: cred upon his steel trimmed eye glasses :
though he looked for the dimnsng OF hi
Newspaper print in the wrong piace-th,
, man of rags shuffisd away; the telegraph
| window came down with q sharp click; and
the memory voices thsthRd q moment sino,
given Jay Gould almost youthful and hope
,, full face, were drowned by the music of thl
! instrument, which, upon the heels of IN
!. little play, was nerrily transmitted th
words Of this one little man that too ottsl
make and unmsre his fellow men.
EDGAR i. WAKExAx.