The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram., 1922-05-01

mind how you get 1t, hope to God
you will die in the poorhouse.
We have got a lot of guys in this
country that stand around on corners
and cuss and damn and whittle and
/ spit and condemn everybody that's got
i a dollar, whether the man that has the
money is a scaawag or not; and
notice that all these guys that knock
| the fellow that's got the money would
take every cent the fellows got If
he'd give 1t to them.
You Must Work
To Succeed
| Do you think that that fellow is go
! ing out and work and sweat and toll
and labor and then hand his money
over to you? You lazy loon, not on
your tintype! Not on your tintype,
Not on your life!
And SO we live for money, and yet
| IT you owned the world YOU'D be
mighty glad if you could only have
standing room in heaven when you die.
| They say that when Commodore
Vanderbilt, head of the Vanderbilt
| family, who laid the foundation for
that colossal fortune, was a young
man he poled a yawl from New York
To Staten Island, and picked up the
pennies of those who wanted trans
portation.
] John Jacob Astor went out west and
bought skins from the Indians, brought
the skins back and sold them and then
invested the money in Manhattan real
estate. He had a brain and head
! long enough to see that New York
was going to become the metropolis of
this country, if not of the whole world.
And that's why the Astor fortune
amounts to so much today, because
John Jacob Astor had a long head on
him, and he laid the foundation for it,
walking over the mountains and sleep
ing in snowdrifts, and all that sort of
thing.
How He Made
Vast Fortune
Commodore Vanderbilt made his
money polling the yawl from New York
to Staten Island. When he died he
was said to be worth $4,000 900 He
once sent for friend of mine who was
pastor of church-he told friend
of mine, who told me-and said: 81
wish you'd sing for me-"
He said: What will I sing?"
He asked him to sing that song he'd
heard his mother sing: Come, We
sinners, weak and wounded, poor and
needy, sick and troubled,
And the old Commodore tossed his
head from side to side and said: "Yes
am needy" and he rolled his eyes
upon the ceiling where hung the paint
ings worth their weight in gold.
The next day one man in Wall street
said to another: Have you heard the
news this morning."
! What news?"
! Commodore Vanderbilt is dead"
How much did he leave?''
He left it ALL"
Diamond Jim Brady died not Ions
ago in New York He was familiar
ly known to the theatre-going crowd
! He had diamonds by the peck. they
say, worth millions. Don't you sup
; pose he'd have given it all If he coult
have staid little bit longer? Dom
you suppose he'd have given it all
Certainly he would, my friends!
Did you ever think as the hearse
passed by that it won't be long til
you are taking a ride in that black
plumed hack, and did YOU ever thinl
in your search for gold that "a deac
mans hand can't one dollar save. bu
you leave it all when you go to the
grave?"
So don't worry about your money
There will be no pockets in YOU,
shroud. Your arms will be so stiff
you couldn't get them in there any
way. So don't worry about that, Don
stop for anything I may say today. l
your idea is to accumulate money anC
if you are going to lie or steal O.
cheat or use crooked methods to 90
it; if you are not willing, my friends
to go along like the others and wan
. to cut across lots, go ahead! Pile u,
your silver until you get a pile as bi.
as Manhattan. When you die Vol
can't take it with you If you got il i,
an unfair way 1t would all melt any
way
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