Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-02-14

For years he sang in the church choir. and
when he went down to Braddock to work
IN the steel mills, his voice aided him in
forming new acquaintance readily.
The story IL frequently told in Braddock
that this accomplishment was, in large
measure, responsible for Schwab's gaining
the good will of Andrew Carnegie. Be that
as 1t may. this is what Braddock folks say:
I 1t seems that while Schawb was still in
very minor position in the mill, his fellow
workers. knowing his abilities as a singer.
asked MIN TO sing at certain social gather
Ing OF the mill employees. Schwab con-
scented. and. at the appointed hour, appeared
clad in Highland costume, and sang a typi-
cal Scottish song. He was just in the midst
OF It, and the audience was giving him
close attention, when the door leading into
the room opened and-io and behold-who
should the unexpected newcomer be but
Andrew Carnegie himself. 1t Is said that
Mr.. Carnegie enjoyed both the song and the
singers evident confusion, and 1t is further
said that the iron master, who had already
heard something of Schwab, was led to in
quire further about his commercial abili-
ties, with the result that he was given
wider and wider opportunities.
Mr.. Schwab particularly delights in his
love for music when at his summer home
in Loretto. He plays on the piano many
times a day, and those of his former play
mates now remaining In the town of their
boyhood believe that there is pianist
alive who can equal Charlie" Schwab IN
playing 'tragtime.''
Carnegie's Admiration of Tall Men.
Mr.. Carnegie likes to talk to tall men.
Pittsburg friends say that they have known
him to deliberately scrape up acquaintance
with representatives of the siX-feet-and-
over class for no other reason in the world
than to ask them how they managed to grow
tall. Mr.. Carnegie has never got over his
boyhood ambition to be big man. physi-
cally. He once said to a friend apropos of
this diSappointment:
People tell me that I'm big man. But
m not as big as I'd like to be. Look at
me-
George Gould's Charity Basket.
Mr.. and Mrs. George J. Gould coming out
from Georgian Court on a cold winters day
to distribute charity from big and buls-
ing hamper to needy residents of Lakewood
and whereabouts. Is a far from uncommon
sight
Mr.. and Mrs. Gould believe in personally
relieving any suffering that may be within
the shadow of their ma gnificent country
seat In the pines. and. as a result, any per-
son IN Lakewood who gets into difficulty is
now accustomed to look for aid from the
Goulds.
Residents of Lakewood say that this win
ter the Goulds have supplied many tons Of
fuel to poor families Mr. Gould frequently
experimenting the delivery of the coal
IF there Is single case of unrelieved
restitution in this township" said a promi-
nent citizen of the resort recently, at is
because the Goulds have not heard of II.
And if any one will be good enough to tell
them of 1t, in less than an hours time Wen
see them making for the place with a big
basket occupying the better part Of their
trap. -.--.-...-' 49,
MIR. Gould has told me that nothing
gives him so much pleasure as to help de-
serving neighbor, and he is so modest and
unostentatious and diplomatic about it that
the person helped never feels as if he were
dependent"
Ex-Speaker Reeds Elephant.
Thomas Bracket Reed never read the
things printed about him with very much
attention. He was intensely interested.
though, in cartoons which took up him or
his schemes. He used to preserve carica-
lures of himself. and the first in which he
figured had place of honor in his library
framed, much to the distress of Mrs Reed,
who could not bear to look at it. It was
printed early in the seventies.
Reeds queerest fad was a grotesque stat
uette of an elephant about six inches high
Whenever he was puzzled, or when he had
the blues-and even he had them some
times-it was his wont to stand and con-
template his little elephant in all it's ugly
grotesque humorousness, and thus he
wrought out many problem and more
than once wooed back the sunshine that
had temporarily disappeared.
The late C. L. Magee, the multf-million-