The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-11-26

ants in livery dropped from the coach
TO open the door, Then ten more came
from inside the palace with a silken
awning upheld on golden poles, which
they held aloft so that the great man
would not get sunstruck on his way
into the house
Now Harry had heard that the only
way to the old mans consideration was
through his vanity. He had invented
his soap himself and had built his for
tune up from one cake, which he made
and sold when he was a boy, and he
liked to think that it was the best soap
ever sold. Well, of course. you know
that all soaps are the best. If you
don't believe it read the pretty adj
vertisements in the back of the maya
zines.
Harry had a very engaging manner.
and when the great man stepped out
of his coach he walked up to him and,
removing his cap. he said in a tone of
excessive sweetness, unmixed with
seryility: Mr.. -, / have always
used your soap, and that is why 1 am
such a clean little boy. (Which was
the TRUTH Please take a bit of my
cake. which is the only way of showing
how much like your cakes of SOAP.
The millionaire was tickled. The boy
had not asked him to give but to take,
do-for some people. The cakes looked
so pretty and so fresh that he broke
off a large piece from each one. First
he ate the good nature cake, and he
had no sooner done so than his face
beamed with sweetness and he patted
Harry on the head and said: My little
man you are a good fellow to be so
thoughtful. l never ate such delicious
| cake. If you Will bring me some more
tomorrow will buy it of you-provided
| you sell it at the wholesale price Then
he took a bite of the charity cake and
in an instant he smote his forehead and
said: Mercy me. what suffering there
is in this city. Bring me my bags of
gold, and you, boy, jump in with me
and we will visit the poor and do what
we can to relieve Them"
Harry was overioyed. He jumped
into the coach. The servants who were
too astonished to speak hurried out with
bags of gold until the floor and the
front seat were piled up with them.
Then the millionaire told the coach
man to go where Harry wished. and
as the boy was familiar with the quar-
! ter OF the city where aims were most
needed. they were soon speeding down
| tom.
AS they came near to the squalid
| portion of the town the old mans face
slowed with sweetness. ITO think that
1 never realized what 1 could do with
my money before" said he. This is
| better than making soap or selling it,
for it will be making happiness-by
wholesale. Won't it, my boy?" said he
| to Harry.
Yes. SIR" said the lad, and, strange
to say his eyes glistened, although he
wac anything but cry-baby.
Then Harry developed a new power.
| He found he could tell at a glance
who deserved help and who did not.
All the evening they drove from house
to house, and Harry distributed the
money until the last bag was emptied
and the last woman had murmured her
thanks.
And if they had done nothing else,
the spectacle of the beautiful horses
and the gorgeous coach would have
been a good one for the poor people,
who seldom saw anything finer than
junk wagon in the way of an equip
age
The beautiful thing about the cake
was that its effect never wore off. The
elephant to this day. divides his pea
nuts with his companion. The big lion
is still good tempered and the old man
and Harry rode around New York night
after night until there was not wor-
thy poor person in the city who had
not been helped. But l think that if
the old man had given them all tick
cts to the country and a small piece
of ground when they got there ne
would have done better .-et
One day l met Harry and / asked him
why he didn't try to get piece of,
cake that would make it impossible for
people to be poor and misera BILE. and
he Immediately ran off to the bakery to
try and find some. But there was no
bakery there. If he'd ever had a
chance to get such cake he had lost
it. He thought that the baker had
moved somewhere else, but Think she
tGd given ~ business. No one can
buy at. a heavy loss and be success
full. and those malice cakes were her
ruin