New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-09-10


understanding is Geedgrced of the Rich and greed Of
the Poor the lust for other peoples money that prompts
The legislator to reach out for brides and the girl Of the
people to bcker for the string OF pearls which She will
wind round her throat till conscience IS stranged and
honor dead"
The string OF stolen pearls in Rilcys pocket seemed to
stir nervously.
sneaker. rs more intelligent understanding between
US the upper and the lower strata OF Society Neither
class has any monopoly on happiness. We are mortal
men and women together, neither wholly bad nor ut,
cry good may stand here in garments better tailored
than your own: vet somehow cannot help feeling that
the millionaire has rather the short end OF II IN the race OF
life Real happiness is Achievement, and the million
airc starts in the race with golden chains obstructng
his feet Luxury itself becomes BURDEN and the hum
bic honest mechanic is more favored in his privilege
to strive to suffer and TO than OF the overed
ovcrclohed and undcrdiscipncd Circle which callmy
own
ALEXANDER cnvyng Dogcncs Dives comforting
"A Lazarus with sophstrics! His talk really delivered
straight from the heart seemed an academic sarcasm
10 the crowd whose hunger was an ever present Now
You cannot sing paSCraS To the sewer digger OF Eighth
ave nor aga Of simplicity 10 the fallen heroes thrStng
for beer clippings around the saloons OF Chatham
Square.
Feet shuiflcd impaticntly while Hudson Montmort
Hubert well ncntiOncd thcOriSt that he was, gave
dozen reasons why he did not himself Shun the moccry
Of Society and cast his lot with the under dog But,
though the more candid part OF the audience lcered
sofy Flotsam and Ietsam hypocrlticaly attentive on
the front row. Chccrcd each uniting sentiment with
unnatural enthusiasm They were no scholars; yet
bcggarlom had taught them the lesson OF splendid de-
generate Rome: throw the glad hand when the Swell
Guy spicls and free grub will follow the night the
day
The speech went on. The Curse Of Extravaganza
was now being compared in detail with the Blessing OF
Frgalty g.,
looking longshorcman who stood next to Riley.
One of the speakers cmaXcS was greeted with scat
tered applause Mr. Hudson Montmort Hubert bowed,
pleased by their cheers. But moment OF confidence
turned his discourse down an unexpected and dangerous
lane.
AS the curse Of Riches is Fatncss, 50 the curse Of
Poverty is Hunger he said. And what is the cure for
Hunger, Charity? | think not. The easy giving OF
aims to every outstrctchcd hand has never gone lar
toward relieving real misery Charity IS IN Opatc, not
a remedy. Burdcncd though be by the weight OF vast
wealth. vet would not have II on my conscience that
| have paupcrzcd one scircspccting man by the de-
basing practice Of almsgving Better the Poor should
starvc, my friend IN the saving consciousness OF ight
well fought than that they should fattcn IN uncancd
illcncss And yet the question still persists, What IS
the cure for Hunger, Mr. Hubert paused, one snowy
glove held aloft
I'll be dc goat-wats dc answer; inquired the
tickle FlotSam ironically.
"Thc cure is Work" shouted the speaker above the
shuttle Of feet Honest. steady employment brings
happiness and prosperity.
aWhcrc can v git job when v ain t got none, asked
an cmaciacd Hebrew from the middle Of the hall.
"Er-you can find it, no doubt, by applying to the
proper authorities, said Mr.. Hudson Montmor' HUI
bert flushing slightly. And now let pass to the
second and more important phase Of the question
The speech went no further The big room became
bostcrous with a litter OF sarcastic, disagrccablc
laughter.
aNIoyc de boat,"-~Cu, it out! "Whcn do we cat'"
Free bccr"-"Alakc it champagne" up,urgcd the
babblc as the crowd became animated. gcstiouIating.
Ragged fellows jumped on benches with a mcnaclng
"Aw-w-w." the American substitute for the British
"Boo," The richly gowncd women on the platform
ncvously while the men Of the Hubert party stood pro-
tcctingy 10 the fore Someone threw orange peel.