The Washington herald., 1912-08-03
STORY THAT SHOULD BE
CARRIED TO END OF EARTH
That 1t Might Be Read BY Some Man or Woman
Rich Enough in Gold to Give Another a
Fair Chance in Life

I lives and to have a leading part in the
Transformation.
And one best realize what the trans.
formation may be worth when the wind
turns back. as IL can with most of us
to some one who has all the natural
equipment for success in life, but lacked
the opportunity to develop It. Within
our own observation there are men and
women who would grace any station in
life IL only they had been carried along
on the high wave of education and some
OF the softer ways that count rather
more than perhaps they ought to.
And when we see boys and girls early
In life dropping out Of school to take
up the burden of work before they are
prepared for anything but the rougher
harder lines of unskilled labor II seems
pity that someone cannot step in to
pave the way for a brigher future.
Has Great Natural Gifts.
Not SO long ago a woman crossed my
path, and Nature had been very kind
to her in gifts OF heart and mind, and
Of face as well. Not even the evident
lack of education and of culture could
conceal her natural grace Of manner,
her open mind and heart. In her own
restricted ''set" she was looked to for
advice. had friends by the score and
was quite a queen. But she had come TO
maturity in an atmosphere of absolute
ignorance and uncouthness OF speech,
and when but mere child took her
place in the line Of breadwinners with
no chance to develop mentally and to
grow by grace of cultured companion
ship. She is now working in a shop,
and probably never will get above it,
but one cannot talk with her. note her
manner and all without specuiating
a bit as to her possible future had there
been some kind fairy to give her even
the ordinary advantages that we enjoy
as a matter of fact.
1t is not such a long step that sepa-
rates her from her present lot and one
she might have filled. with just a fair
chance; but there was no one to help her
take that step and she remains on a
lower level than Nature intended her to
occupy.
Not until the records of the experiment
are all in can we~measure the value of
that boy venture out in Chicago, but II
Is a story that might well be carried to
the ends of the earth. For II might be
heard or read by some other man or
woman. rich in gold and poor in the
wealth OF hearts, some one ready and
willing 20 take a waif and give him a
real opportunity in life.
The Endless Pity of 1t.
For il is an endless pity to remain for
ever on the outskirts when training. edu-
cation and association with finer men
and women, finer things in life. may lift
folk by great bounds from the world of
hard, unproductive work into the circle
that all of us aspire to reach.
Somewhere in the West-the facts have
slipped from memory-there is a home
made up Of a man, his wife, and some
thing like twenty adopted children. One,
by one they have been picked up from
homes that offered no promise for the
future, have been educated, guided and
cared for, with love and the conscious
ness of noble work the only compen-
sations.
And one wonders IL the man and wom-
an who brought II all about ever COM
plain of the emptiness of their lives.
Men and women give their wealth in
great lump sums; they endow colleges
enrich hospitals and the magnitude of
their work rings to the skies, rightly
enough, too.
But somehow the few who stop by the
wayside and gather in little boys and
girls whom they educate and enrich with
the gift of a HONEYWELL, they are build
ing for EIl time