The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1907-05-09
TIE PRINCETON UNION: THURSDAY, NAY 8 1907.

come north to accomplish. Bob was .
changed being now; so, too. was Ben
lab Sands. Both discussed their hopes
and fears with a frankness in strange
contrast to their former manner. But
there was one point on which Bob
showed he was holding back. finally
put it to him bluntly: Bob, are you
working out anything that looks like
real relief for Miss Sands and her
father"
II don't know how to answer you,
Jim. can only say have some ideas,
radical ones perhaps, but-well, I am
thinking along certain lines"
saw he was not yet willing to take
us into his confidence. We parted,
Bob going along in the cab with Miss
Sands.
Two days afterward she sent for US
both as soon as we got to the Office.
II have this telegram from father
it makes me uneasy: Mailed to-day
important letter. Answer as soon as
you receive"
The following afternoon the letter
came. It showed Judge Sands in a
very nervous, uneasy state. He said
he had been living life of daily ter
ror, as some of his friends, for whose
estates he was trustee, had been re-
ceiving anonymous letters, advising
them to look into the judges trust af-,
fairs; that the Reinhart crowd had
been using renewed pressure to make
him let go all his Seaboard stock.
which they wanted to secure at the
low prices to which they had de-
pressed it, in order that they might re-
organize and carry out the scheme
they had been SO long planning. Judge
Sands went on to say that the day he
was compelled to sell his Seaboard
stock he would have to make public
an announcement Of his condition, as
there could be no sale without the
courts consent. His closing was:
My dear daughter, no one knows better
than the almost hopelessness of expect
ing any relief from your operations. But
so hopeless have become of late, SO
much am I reliant upon you, my dear
child, and eternal hope SO springs in all
of US when confronted with great neces-
sities that I have hoped and still hope
that you are to be the savior of your
family; that you, only a frail child, are
through Gods marvellous workings to be
the one to save the honor of that name
we both love more than life; the one to
keep the wolf of poverty from that door
through which so far has come nothing
but the sunshine Of prosperity and hap
pineSs; the one, my dear Beulah, who is
to save your old father from a dishonored
grave. Dear child, forgive me for plac-
ing upon yoAr weak shoulders the add1-
tional burden of knowing I am now help
less and compelled to rely absolutely
upon you. After you have read my letter,
| if there is no hope, command you to tell
| me so at once, for although L am now
financially and almost mentally helpless,
I am still a Sands, and there has never
yet been one OF the name who sllirked his
be.
When I handed the letter back to
Miss Sands, she said:
"Mr. Randolph, let me tell you and
Mr.. BROMLEY little about my father
and our home, that you may see our
situation as it is. My father is one of
the noblest men that ever lived I am
not the only one who says that-if you
| were to asksthe people of our state to
name the one man who had done most
| for/ the state as state, most for her
progressive betterment, most for her
people high and low, white and black,
they would answer, Judge Lee Sands
He has been, and is, the idol of our
people. After he was graduated from
Harvard, he entered the law Office of
| my grandfather, Senator Robert Lee
Sands. Before he was 80 he was in
congress and was even then reputed
the greatest orator of our state, where
orators are so plentiful. He married
my mother, his second cousin, Julia
Lee, Of Richmond, at Is, and from
then until the attack of that ruthless
money shark led life such as true
man would map out for himself if his
Maker granted him the privilege. You
would have to visit at our home to ap-
preciate my fathers character and to
understand how terrible this sorrow is
to him. Every morning of his life he
| spends an hour after breakfast with
my dear mother, who is cripple from
hip disease. He takes her in his arms
and brings her down from her room to
the library as if she were a child. He
then reads to her-and he knows good
books as well as he knows his friends.
After he takes mother back to her
room, he gives an hour to our people,
the blacks of the plantation and his
white tenants throughout the county
He is father to them all. He settles
all their troubles, big and little. Then
for hours he and I go over his business
affairs. Every afternoon from four to
five he devotes to his estates and the
men and women for whom he acts as
trustees. He has often said to me-:
We have clear million of money and
property, and that is all any man
should have in America. 1t is all he
is entitled to under our form of gov.
eminent. Any more than that an
honest man should in one way or an
other return to the people from whom
he has taken 1t. I never want nv
| fam}&v tn have moro thor x,;11,.-