Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-09-13
BIG TIM SULLIVAN
KILLED BY A TRAIN
Continued from First Psge.)


them were saloon and racing and the
atrical interests, in which his associa-
ton was eagerly sought. At one time
his fortune was estimated at more
than two million dollars; but his sat
elites and pensioners were constantly
increasing and during the last few
years his ventures were less successful.
Worry was the last ailinent his
friends could associate with Sullivan's
sunny disposition. but ii was worry.
they agreed today, that finally broke
down his keen mind and probably
brought him to his death.
The death of his cousin, Alderman
Little Tim Sullivan, was the first
blow. The treachery of one of his
trusted friends cost him, 1t was said,
100000. Then came the death Of his
wife. He first showed signs of break
down in August, 1911, and, although
since then there were occasional
flashes of his old wit, his health stead
lily declined
Gratitude n Trait of serim's.-
One phase of big Tins" nature
was his gratitude. 1t it is said he
never failed to requite those who were
kind to him. A remarkable instance
of this trait was Furnished at a great
meeting in the Peoples Theatre on
the Bowery five years ago, at which
big Tim" made what he declared
TO be his maiden speech.
For many years big Tim" had
been giving Thanksgiving dinners to
the friendless waits, the human dele
licts of the great East Side. Thou
sands would come to his banquet, at
the end of which the big hearted man
would distribute shoes. clothing and
other useful articles. No matter how
large the crowd there always were
enough shoes.
Tells why He Gave shoes.
In his speech at the meeting re-
ferred to big Tim" said he had often
been asked why he made a speciality
of distributing shoes on Thanksgiving
Day.
Il never told" he said. but l will
tell you now.
when 1 was a little boy my poor
mother had an awful struggle keeping
us youngsters alive. I hustled out
and tried to tighten her load little
by selling newspapers. The money 1
earned was practically all the money
to know that | was the support of
the family.
shoes Were a Luxury.
Il attended sens 81, but, as I could
not spare enough money for iuxuries,
| had to go barefoot This was ali
right in the warm season, hu- when
winter came, l suffered terribly.
my teacher was 4 good, kind
hearted woman. and, when she saw
my feet, blazing red from the cold,
she took me to a stove and got me
a pair of shoes.
Aroused His Ambition.
THE change the posse ssio1 of tile
shoes brought in me was wonder
full. They put new heart into me.
I felt warm and independent. ana l
began viewing life in different
light.
1.-THE shoes and ta4 a1vice which
my teacher gave, We're the heginn-
ing of an upward progress. But for
this lift, I might have gone under
and never amounted to enythiuS. AS
it was I began to fe9l the STRINGS
were rewarded. Little by little
rose.
But, as I said. owed it all to
that good teacher.
ModestIy Refers All to Her.
'I shall never forget how much 1
owe her. And to ner it is that the
waits of the Bowery owe the fact
that l make this yearly distribution
of shoes. l am happy that / have
this opportunity for paying public
tribute of my gratitude to her; and
doubly happy that ] can point her
out to you. There she sits in that
box. God bless herr
An elderly woman with kindly face
and tear dimmed eyes arose TO
acknowledge the tremendous ovation
accorded her and big Tim Sullivan.