Arizona republican., 1913-10-03
PLEASURE THAT IS DENIED THE RICH tWilliam Frederick Dix in New York Indepen-
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 Great wealth takes away many things from a man as it brings him. The many millions loses of the pleasures in life-the zest of ownership. sense of satisfaction which comes with the possession of something which has been longed for and finally acquired difficulty.
 If something that one possesses can. lost or broken, be a replaced without the expenditure Of anything that be missed, necessarily has no Value,> because whether it is lost imma- 
 This is a perfectly simple law of human nature working automatically and universally The value Of possession depends the sacrifice required to obtain it and the difficulty replacing it. The only exception to this are the things of intrinsic worth, such heirlooms tokens of love- or souy- enirs with sentimental associations. Those are pre- tIous put not valuable The countless tempting, terial things of life that the unweaIthy-cIothes toys. books pictures. furniture, moars, yachts and so on' cannot bring with them joy possession to the man who has but stretch hand take them.
 The Vaccinations of the jewellers window are not for him. He select anything II the shop which he fancies and tuck his pocket without pricing it. His secretary will a check for the bill He may fancy these jewels but he cannot prize them. they have no endowment of charm, because they have been acquired effort could be replaced without the slightest inconvenience. The rlch boy mas never known the ecstacy of owning a pushmobHe made out of a box. The joy of saving and planning for, and finally selecting long coveted fishing rod or canoe, or set of books. him.
 One might say that the pleasure of ownership is only of degree after all; that the poor pleasure in owning his cottage and the n owning his railroad. Poets have, ages sung of the joys of home the sweetness of the hearhside and the happiness found the vine-clad cottage door, but have any poets ever sung the halowed delights of owning chain of rolling mills toiling the joys of the financer he voting control of q railroad system?
 How can a man of many millions conceive of the delights of digging and planting a little subuarban garden, blaming for it winter evenings with his wfe's eaer help, buying the seeds and coaxing during the radient summer days into fruitage. when the only garden he knows is the vast formal one on his country estate. planned and built by the landscape architect cultured by foreign gardeners and visited by himself for occasional after din promnade?
 It IS not his he merely transferred a few thous- and for the title to it. The batting lovingly into place of the seeds, the wedding and watering and watching and welcoming of the first shy shoots are not for him. He does not the timid thrusting out of tender green things in the spring, dawn fragrant color the buds open sunshine; and finally, the full flower and fruit, feel pride of fatherhOOd of ownership, possession he looks over his garden Tony Mike or sam have at tended to all those details. And what a world of joy, of beauty and fragrance, what peace and con tent, what feeling of triumph his millions robbed him of in the unfolding that garden!
 The man of many millions has been given many things, but he has been deprived a correspond ing number of things which count in this world.