The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1916-03-18


Why gold was made to gladden. a few
And those who need it the most, I
trow,
Go lone and starved the whole way
f through
There's a lone little lady on the out
skirts of New York whose life has just
| revealed a romance that would make
the average novelist gasp. Men OF
wealth who have been under the i'm
preston that their gold would win
them any one for a wife whom they
might take a fancy to will sit up and
take notice and the crimps will be
taken out of their bonnets they
read the story. If such character
had been made the heroine of a novel,
men would have cried ''Tush!" and
flung down the book declaring that no
such woman existed. 1t wasn't true to
human nature. But he woman who
has stepped suddenly into the worlds
IimeligEt proves that there is a class
of women who hold honor more sacred
than wealth.
/ Recently a. man known as a bachelor
| died in the good city of churches. He
| left no will, but scrubbed on piece
| Of paper was the memorandum that
when his end came he intended to
| leave, out Of his accumulated wealth
of two hundred thousand dollars, forty
Thousand dollars to his niece who was
| charity. The niece heard of the wind
fall Of wealth. She startled the world
by declaring positively not a penny OF
her uncle's money would she accept.
/ She gave as her reason that it had
not been acquired in a way she APP
proved of; called it tainted money
People hocked from far and near to
j see the woman, who, It is said, is poor
4 as g. church mouse and who deHber-
ately cast a fortune out of her hands
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resentatives of the press sought her
out
In a small house, in an unpreten-
tious street, the niece-who was a lit
tie lady no longer young-rented a
smaller room. She had made her home
there for years, living on an annuity
of three hundred dollars This little
j lone spinster cooked, ate and slept
| happy with. the. books she had gath
Tered about her, giving not a rap for
/ the outside world how it logged along.
She envied not it's 1uxuries; cared not
for society. She had no thought of
i love- She was bright and happy in
her own way. She would spend thirty
/ cents a day for f1erSmea and two doll
/ lars for a copy of Goethe Or Aristotle.
When not reading or tidying II her
room, she spent hours out of doors.
/ enjoying sunshine and long walks.
She had a contempt for fashion On
days --s--on other women were wrapped
to their eyes in furs, she sailed forth
for a saunter, her tiny form enveloped
4 in a big Mother Hubbard cloth cloak
and hood. Her small feet boosted Of
neither shoes nor other protection than
sandals.
Why a woman having SO little
should spurn such windfaI fairly
ltsaggered folks. The wealth which
she declared tainted had been asc-.
cumulated by the uncle in loaning
money to the very best advantage,
standing not npon ceremony in col
Letting it on the day it fell due. Be
this as it may; the niece had strong
Escruples about such dealings with the
poor and oppressed. For this reason
she declared that money unluchy; that
a crust of bread e,ught with honest
money was preferable to a feast pur-
chased otherwise.
In the twentieth century in which
we live was there ever such an exam