The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-10-03
ODD WAYS IN WICH POOR
 GIRLS INHERIT WEALTH

Gan wealth give happiness? Look
 round and see
 What gay distress, what splendid mls-
 cry!
 Whatever fortune lavishly can pour The mind annihilates and calls for
 more"
 It seems like ., fairy dream that girl may be so poor she must count her pennies to pay her. carfare to her work today and Awaken to find herself rich on the lriorrow Strange things do happen. So strange that we may well wonder whether wonderful deS- tinies await us without any effort on our part or whether we can change the current of our lives by our own en- deavors and attain fame, wealth, love or whatever we aim for.
 Only last week. a forlorn little New York working girl, who had to walk two miles to and from her tenement home to her work and go without mid day lunch for want of the few cents it would cost, woke up one morning to find herself the possessor of a legacy of fifty thousand dollars in cash. It came about in this way: To the coun- ter of the store in which she worked often came a little, old woman shab billy dressed, her fingers sticking out of her cotton gloves, her toes peeping out of her worn shoes. She always looked over the bargain counter wist- fully, but never bought. The pretty pompadoured saleswomen had no end of fun with the little, grotesque old lady. One girl pitied her. On many occasions unknown to the rest, she slipped her the ten cents she had tucked away in her bag for her lunch and went without it. You are old, poor and you need it. she whispered, T am young and strong and can do. without. I am used to hardships" Some day I am going to pay you back" quavered the old lady, asking her name and address, which the girl laughingly gave to humor her, think fng' no more about it. The little old lady died. She had been alone in the world. and she had not been so poor as people supposed. She paid her debt of gratitude to the one being on earth who had shown her kindness-the young salesgirI
 Another young girl, a factory work er found a pocketbook which con- tained the picture of a woman and a sum of money. By dint of inquiry, she located the owner, an elderly wealthy millionaire. The picture was the only one he had of his deceased daughter. He held it as priceless. So great was his gratitude to the honest girl who returned it that he not only gave her the goodly sum the wallet contained. but, later, remembered her In his will.
 Another girl equally as poor, who r1sked her life and limb to save a. little crippled boy who was about to cross the road in front of an automo- bile saved him from certain death and was left a fortune equally the same as that inherited by the lad from his uncle.
 No matter how little of this worlds goods a lad may have, kindness to oth- CTS in need or distress meets it's own reward. Another case of many equally interesting is that of a poor girl who could only afford an apple for her midday lunch. This she purchased Of an old woman who always stood at the same corner with her basket through summers scorching suns and winters chills and storms They grew to be fast friends, the little work ing girl and the old apple woman. The girl confided her trials and had no one else in the world to unbosomN her self to. When the girl was turned from the tenement room, as she could not scrape up enough money to pay in advance, the apple woman open ed her heart and home to her. Come live with me-" she said. You will singNover your sewing machine if you are sure of roof over your head" The girl was surprised at the neat
 ness of the cottage. This the apple | woman owned and the two adjoining
 it. She had lost her children Be- | cause of the girls kindness to her in years that followed, she left her all she had. No matter how poor and | humble person is,he or she should always be treated kindly Bread cast | upon the waters returns after many days.