Show tua TL story of A Sat satelle elde I 1 remember being called a year or two ago in my mr capacity as police reporter report ef to a tenement on the arst bide I 1 think it was in west thirty seventh street where wh e re a painter had that day cut his throat standing abere tn era by the tha corpse f learned from the fabing widow that thai the man was desperate for want of work he had been on the streets for and his hig children were starring it happened bength ned that I 1 had been for just tho the same length of time looking for a man to paint my house out ont in the country where painters were scarce and very busy I 1 had just made up my mind to advertise that day there lay this painter dead because he could find no one to give him work while I 1 would have been glad to pay him more than the wages of hia bis tr trade a de to get him t to 0 work for me had there been any ally means of bringing u ns a toge together th er to which we would both na naturally v have resorted he would have hava been alive and hil hi family p aeu elf supporting port now it seemed certain to become a burden upon the public I 1 it t was not the only instance of that sort t by very many I 1 had come coma across lacob jacob A riis bin in go raw |