The Press., 1890-12-25
lNew York World.1 MIR. DEPEW'S KINDNESS.


 [New York World.l
 MIR. DEPEW'S KINDNESS. | There is pretty story concerning Chaun- cey M. Depew which, though two years old now, has never seen the light of print One afternoon g special train rolled out of the Grand Central Depot for Boston.
 The party consisted for the most part of railroad magnates. Among them, besides MT. Depew, were Pierpoint Morgan, Pres ident Green of the Erie road, John King, George Bowdoin and ex-Secretary Whit ney. The afternoon was lowering and the ar was chill. Soon after snnset it got very dark and the night set in stormy with high wind abroad.
 Inside every thing was warmth, light and cheer outside every thing was dark ness, cold and night. The car, like the special cars of rich and influential men, was all that skill and money could devise. l On through the night the train went shrieking, and it reached the town of Green field. There it slowed up little till the rushed into the night once more. Two miles out and a shiver ran through the whole length of the train. And then slow ly, slowly it began to slacken the speed with which it had been plunging forward and finally came to dead stop. What was the matter? A man which the train had caught up in it's mouth and hurled to one side, as some monster in the jungle catches a hunter and filings him to the winds for sport
 The train stopped. The men inside the car rushed to the door and peered out into the night. To them rushed up the en- gineer and told the awful thing that had just happened. He had seen the unfortu- nate man only when within about 60 feet of him, and had put on the brakes. But it was too late. The engine had struck him and hurled him aside like prolectile. The tram had made long distance before it had come to a standstill. And back somewhere in the shadows lay the dead man..
 MT. Depew ordered the train put back at once to Greenfield, and so back to Green party was completely subdued, At the station in Greenfield the first man to put his foot on the platform was Chauncey Depew. He quickly notified the authori- ties of the accident that had occurred and then busted himself in making arrange ments for bringing back the dead. Four men and stretcher were procured Mir. Depew invited the men into his Car, : and the train rushed off again to the spot ) where the unknown unfortunate had been run over. There the searchers with the lanterns were put off. The search was g very brief one, and what was left of the ) dead man was carefully placed on a cot ) MT. Depew had also made arrangements al } Greenfield for the conveyance of the party l with their burden back to the town . When everything possible had been done , the engineer fired up again, the pleasure party started off for Boston, and the search t ing party with the dead man went back to 9 Greenfield.
 It had been learned that the man who had been run down in the dark was pool printer, 35 years of age. He left behind him a widow and two children, who hao nothing to depend upon except what h, l had earned for them from day to day. H' D had lived about the tracks for good many 5 years and knew thoroughly the coming . !. and goings of the trains and their regula ! time of passing. At the hour when h. l. was killed no train was due along the road The pleasure party had suddenly be T come very quiet In one corner sat MT Depew looking out into the darkness. Il j. another sat Pierpont Morgan, puffing si ', lently away at cigar. And outside tn s rain continued to pour in torrents and tn s glass of the Car windows was as opaqu @ as onyx MT. Depew rose from his corne e and approached his comrades, who wer grouped at the other end of the car. "How true it is, said MT. Depew, SO r. emnly, with sad smile on his face, ''ths r, in the midst of life we are in death D
 you know, can't help thinking about ths poor fellow lying out there dead, crushe 'e 70 like worm They say he was poor ma , s and that he had wife and some littl '' ones, who have no one to care for thel - now. What a terrible thing to be cr down like that without a moments war;
 lng-and such horrible death as it wa
 too. Not moment given to prepare v meet his God Think of it Had we n. L better kneel and plead to the Almighty fe
 his soul ?''
 Every man in the car bowed his hea' a "Let up pray" said Chauncey Depew in " low voice. And there, standing with h
 hands folded across his breast, he close ,y his eyes and appealed to heaven in inte
 cession for the dead mans soul Lav
 renee Richards and George Barr, the DO IT, ters, had knelt down near the door. Whe r, the prayer was ended chorus of amer NV cAme from every mans lips there. Tht
 there was another silence, which was di 'u turbed only by the flashing of the wat
 against the window panes. Only han
 full of persons heard. the prayer, yet WI
 shall say that this appeal to the Father all Mercy for a dead man and his orphan
 children was not the most beautiful spec 5 that was ever uttered by Chauncey Depe
 And returning to his corner again t
 pleader sat for few minutes witho . speaking. Then once more approach IN his companions with paper in hls hand a. "Now, gentlemen, he began, by way md explanation, as he held out the paper al te. tapped it with his spectacles, "I wish ital make collection for the poor felloy 3 is family, and move you that we each P .ng down here something that will tend ion make smooth the rough way his hapls md widow and children will have 10 tread. nS- will head the list with $10O."
 :. "Then will follow your lead with {
 other $100," spoke mp Pierpent Morgan
 Good" answered MT. Depew, ''and oE appoint you forthwith secretary and tre
 urer of the fund.-"
 "Then I'll have to double my subscr
 tion, that's all. replied MT. Morgan.
 "Let me have the honor of coming an- next" here chimed in President Green. - And SO the good weak went on. Eve