The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-10-30
HENRY aEoReE's LAST SPEECHES.
His Exhaustion Painfully Apparent while He
Was Speaking on Thursday Wight.

Was Speaking on Thursday Night.
II eveR a man appeared to be fighting in the
shadow of death Henry George did on Thurs.
day night while he was speaking in the future
borough Of Queens and at the Central Opera
House in New York. His fellow campaigners
and the reporters who found him on the 7:20
train at Long Island City, which was to take
to Whitestone, noticed his pallor and eN-
h~austion at once. He sat in the corner of tho
seat. He had slipped down SO that his head
rested in the angle between the end OF the seat
and the window. His pale face was thrown far
back. so that he had to hold his hand over his
eyes TO shield them from the light in the chan
delier above. His wife sat beside him. She
was much worried. Every moment or two she
would turn to him with an expression Of con-
Germ and adjust the folds OF his coat so that no
draught from a crack in tho window could strike
him.
There was a constant conversation all the
way out to Whitestone among friends on the
seat in front Of the candidate and one or two
men who sat behind him. Mr.. George tried at
first TO seem interested In what they were
saying and:put a word or two into the CONVERSE.
ton, but even that seemed to involve exertion.
He closed his eyes and slipped q little further
down in his seat. There was a wnxen pallor
about his face.
His wife's nervousness increased. The men
On lu' sIlC " cdlht htIts III tItlT dTkuIntlI.
Its subject was something about the Slavonic
element in the laboring population Now and
lie would stir himself a little, half open his eyes.
and say, Yes. undoubtedly" in "A non-con.
initial, uninterested way, and lapse again into
the stupor that seemed to envclop him.. Only
when the train stopped at the stations did he
rouse himself. He would start as out OF a
u'ssSW1i a I'I here rc' we are. Why don't you get outs
This Is our station. isn't itf,
ThCn he would sink back into the corner
again whpD fnIn that he WAS not even half " IA
"WelI,;;l wish we.could get there. This train
When lie was finally told that he had reached
Whitestone. Mrs; George had almost to sup.
steps, but did not fall. because her arm and
that OF Mr.. Cahotson, who was directing the
trip. were around him. He was fairly lifted into
The reporters did not see him again until he
walked to the front Of the platform in the
little strength by this time and his head was
held high and his shoulders were thrown back
squarely; but his voice told the story. 1t was
fully as earnest and as intense AS ever, but the
ordinary deep. rich tones were all out OF tune.
The effect was something like the sound that is
with the wires inside a piano. The richness
and the sweetness Of the tones were suggested
he came to the old sentence. which he repeated
in almost every speech, OF the campaign, and
until then with proud. defiant f~lness Who |
am. what | stand for, You know" the full effect
who ! am he said YEARLY, and took a
long breath and looked around the crowd as II
he were not quite sure what he was going to say
next. Then with another effort he pulled him
self together and went on with the next clause
What i stand for he continued in n tone
which sounded more like n grOan of despair
than an assertion OF principle. and then, al
know"
started TO make the usual gesture with which
he accompanied tho words. Instead Of the
yaSrsOd isIl'e or his SMsHip' TO s' Eis sd%ion his fSS s 'F!;as
his hand about half way to his shoulder nud let
it fall heavily back to his side. Mrs. George
started out OF her chair and then. rs she saw
hat Mr.. George was going to 20 on. leaned back
again.
leave the hall he turned back and walked 10 the
front Of the stage again and spoke In a very low
tone; but somehow everybody in the room was
u would like to talk with you n long time,
but that may not be-" he said. 81 only say,
choose for yourselves. At any rate am your
,,o There Or ", was So SO S, tn Q ,S a n s@sv Of p esrSpos a af{ fec;
1 Ihs n ,n ess E9' Of resp rospo ,"H S;" to ii EG in Kind 10 iG %s
he walked with his wife slowly to the door, TAX
ing short, careful steps, people pushed one an
hands for a moment on his clothing. All The
while they cheercd wildly, devo'cdly.
The return to the station was made at q
4 paper which was largely responsible for
but later turned its back upon him, had been In
structeI to ask Mr.. George question, lilo
sat down beside the candidate and asked the
question. Mr., George turned to him pleas.
nntly, II YEARLY.
What paper did you sayl" he asked.
The man fold the name of the paper.
THAT said Mr.. George, loudly, is an insult.
It's an insult for any man from that paper 10
enter the same room with. me"
Tho young man apOlogiZed and said that
he didn't understand.
60 back TO the man who sent you here"
said Mr.. George in quavering tones. Give
him my compliments and tell him that he has
insnlted me by sending you here to insult me.
lie will understand. lie will understand, /
say"
lie jumped up and walked out into the middle
of tho floor.
cried petulantly. "Why doesn't II comet /
don't want TO have TO stay here any longer. i
thought we we're going to get the train as soon
as we got here
In his exhaustion and weakness he was like a
tired, angry child. Mrs. George went to MIN
drew him back to the seat, and talked TO him
quietly, He, said hardly another word until
he reached the hall where he was TO speak in
College Point.