The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1907-08-12
Young Mr.. Jack West, Who
Can't Count His Gold
MAKE EVERYBODY HAPPY
lie Says New York Girls Are Merely
Butterfies-Finds Life "More Than
Flow of Champagne and Parade
of Picture Hats"

st. Joseph, Mich, Aug. II. Jack
West, the young Croesurts, who has re-
turned to his native city to buy the
town and make life zone long lake
excursion for its inhabitants,0 declares
that his one ambition in life is to make
the world happy. He started his scheme
by offering to build $4,000 theatre
for ST. Joseph. Then he gathered to-
gether all the street urchins in the city
and Benton harbor for free outing with
tubs Of lemonade and barrels OF candy.
As the young millionaire marched
down to the excursion steamer at the
head Of the army Of cheering newsies
and boot blacks, he said:
This il one of the happiest moments
Of my life. One never knows what life
is until he makes other people happy.
am going to spend all my leisure time
for the rest of my life in doing good in
just this way. This is real eontentment
for me-"
win you tell us something Of your
lifep he was asked.
"The best thing / can say about my
life is that the happiest years Of it were
spent right here in Beiren county.
wish could see the old homestead at
Bridgeman. / won't have time now. but
I'm coming back in a week and then
I'm going to make everyone happy"
West Ii only twenty-four years Of age.
He ia handsome and dresses stylishly.
The young man with his father and
mother left Bridgeman for the west nine
years ago. The father became a gold
miner in Nevada, being among the first
to strike a paying claim there. At Eli,
they now own two mines yielding
profit of several thousand dollars day.
Until he packed his trunk to see" the
cast, young West was in direct charge
Of the work at both mines. After his
vacation, be is going back to his old
work.
How rich am II can't tell you, nor
anyone else, but it's enough TO make me
discontented," is one of his replies.
From the time he left Bridgeman until
two months ago, West has toiled hard
There have been more rocks than roses
strewn in his pathway.
Many a night when we first moved
vest" he said, father, mother and |
went TO bed at night with but a few
crnsts OF bread in the cupboard for our
breakfast. II seemed hard then, but
want to tell You, young man, it is more
trouble being rich than poor.
Il am rather shy about telling It. but
came east to get d wife. l am going
home without one. Eastern girls are
not much to my liking. There is too
much Of the butterfly about them Give
me the sturdy and true damsel OF noun
tain country. ! am beginning to realize
that life is something more than a flow
Of champagne and parade of picnic
hats.
New York is quite burg. I was
there for several weeks, and I showed
the natives a few things about spending
money. Talk about them being liberal
spenders in the east They pinch dol.
lars so hard that it almost amounts to
cruelty TO the poor eagle.
Il have heard about this fellow Scotty
from Death Valley. Scotty, they tell
me, is mighty fine fellow, but he is
tight-wad about money. / believe
spent more in one night than he did on
his whole trip.
Il know this throwing about OF money
right and left Is not doing much good,
but it's a start. I'm beginning to get
enthusiastic about making people happy.
When | finish this little lark | am going
to settle down and he generous in a sane
manner want to die poor
Vests father aud mother still live at
Eli and refuse to indulge in luxuries
The father insists on working eight
hours a day and eating coarse food.