The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-11-12

In the educational or charitable insti-
tutions with which they are connected
depends on the size of tho contribu.
tons they can secure. Innumerable
persons OF this class besieged Mrs
Sage's house, and she frequently was
amazed at the character and standing
OF such persons and at the means they
used to secure interviews with her.
Human strength could not endure the
strain, and she intrenched herself be-
hind a solid wall of humanity.
The experience of one woman who
tried to pierce this rampant will illus
trate the process. This woman was
Philadelphia Of good family and high
social standing. interested In q worthy
object She was not the type of wom-
an who is denied admission anywhere,
and she came TO New York armed with
letter of introduction from an old
and highly esteemed friend of Mrs.
Sage. She drove straight to the
house, at No 632 Fifth avenue, suppos-
ing that her visiting card and letter of
introduction would be enough TO at
least gain her admission. The front
door was opened about three inches
and there appeared in the aperture a
face quite wooden in it's immobility.
THIS, the woman afterwards found,
was old Nelson, who belongs to
the nearly extinct species of old family
servitor. He Is known among those
familiar with the subject as Mrs.
Sage's dragon" and his business is to
keep people on the wrong side OF that
front door. He would not touch either
card or letter, and shut the door in the
Philadelphia lady's face.
Then she set i'm motion the various
means of communication known to CIV
ilization. She telegraphed, telephoned,
sent letters by special messenger.
Nothing received the slightest reply.
Reformed church where Mrs. Sage
worshiped. He was courteous but OBJ
dt2ate. Hundreds of such requests
came to him; it was impossible to
grant them. She went to Mrs. Sage's
country home on Long Island, thinking
that in the more easy atmosphere OF
country life the guard would be re
Taxed. A maid rejected her card and
turned her from the door with no more
ceremony than il she were a peddler
She set to work to find personal
friends of Mrs Sage who would intro
duce her. In every direction she en-
countered the human wall, made vi
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nurses, secretaries, servants, all in
fiexibly barring the way to Mrs Sage
The lady from Philadelphia returned
to the city of Philadelphia q saddel
and wiser woman.
G ONE ONE wrote book once OF
y Prisoners of Poverty" Mrs. Sag,
is a prisoner of wealth. Behind thi
human rampant she sits, afraid tina
some one may reach to torment her
In the old days. when Mrs. Sage hat
only a little money to give to any
thing, her personal interests were al
in charities and educational work 70
women-the Woman's hospital, tn
Woman's Exchange, the Pascal Inst
tute, the Emma Willard School 70
Girls, the Home for Aged Women a
Amsterdam avenue and One Hundre
and Fourth street. She used to like L
go around to meetings of these socie
ties, and of other women's organiza
lions. She would slip In quietly an
unobtrusively and often rise to say
few words in the discussion of bus
ness or program. All that is stopped
She almost fears to appear in pubic
so much is she haunted by the drea
} of appeals for money,
n URIOUS stories can be encountere
" among the old acquaintance {
Mrs Sage to show her limited con
mand of money in the old days. Sh
. was deeply interested in the Woman
hospital, but when one of the board {
; managers asked her for contribute
: one day Mrs. Sage confessed that sh
| could not give money. 81 can Civ
t you clothing and hospital supplies
| said she, for Mr.. Sage will pay bill
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