The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-08-22
ROcKEFELLER'S FAILURE IN
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There may be some exaggeration in the moving tale that comes from Cleve- land portraying the sorrows of John D. Rockefeller. It hears some indication of the skillful touches of a word art ist. But we believe the statement, stripped of it's adornment. that M. Rockefeller is a wreched, disappointed, solitary man, thirsting for genuine sympathy and hungering for an hons estly kind word.
 Roekefeller's failure consists in be- ing too Successful" He wants mon ey-more than anybody else in the world. The evidence is overwhelming that Rockefeller sacrificed everything and everybody form oney. If ever a Worshiper was true to his idol, this man was true. In an age of nlateral- ism it was inevitable that some man should loom above all others as the most "successful,' and John D. Rocke- feller happens to be that unfortunate. Circumstances and his own mental and moral equipment combined to fa- cilitate his efforts to soutstrip all corn- petftors. In his prime his mind was a remorseless machine, perfect in opera- tion, working ceaselessly in a single groove, and turning neither to the right nor the left. He had nothing but contempt for the human elements the sympathetic word, the impulse of generosity or forgiveness, the bond of friendship. These things tended to interrupt the workings of the money making machine, and he ruthless1y thrust from him.
 Now John D. Rockefeller is old--''the oldest man in the world,'' says Miss Tarbell. He is the richest and, there- fore, the most successful man in the world. But times wears upon Roeke-
 feller, as upon weaker men, and a euri- ous change is noted in his tempera- ment. Instead of being ifnpervious to criticism, he has beconle acutely sensi- tive to it, and spends much of his
 time reading the flood of abuse that has appeared recently concerning him.
 This gall and Wormwood he takes as a medicine-and surely it is bitter. He
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 bankrupt in the esteem Of his fellows. He reveives bushels of letters-a1ld they breathe of cupidity and fraud, and hypocrisy. He meets tfriends,'-- and they nauseate him with aattery and faslehood. He cannot trust any one. He is alone.
 If the fates had conspired to raise 9 figure as 8 mockery and a warning to the worshipers of wealth, they could
 not have improved upon this living and solitary shadow of man, who must soon unclutch his hands from his nloll- l ey. JohnD. Rockefeller with his
 wealth is a pitiable figure. What will
 the memory of Rockefeller be--stripped of his wealth, judged by what he has done for his .fellow-man, as all men
 must be judged? All too late he be- gins to perceive. the failure of his sue. cess. With painful violations of life
 long habit he tears away a few mill- | icns and gives it to the world. The l world jeers and mocks him. It cannot
 be bought. So his money is counter-
 felt, The old truth is ground into his
 soul that money will not buy happi- | ness"
 A felling of pity may rise in the heart of 8 compassionate man in contem-
 plating the career of John D, ocke-
 feller. But he is cut off from syrn-
 patby. .-Washington Post.