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Show MILLIONS HALT FOR POVERTY. I Traffic of Mighty City Stopped for H Helpless Youngster. H He was a little Italian about ten H years old and he dragged laboriously H after him a wooden box, which ho H had rigged up with wheels to make a H rudo wngon. In this wero piled pieces H nnd scraps of wood gathered from B tho refuse heaps of new buildings nnd H from every other posslblo source, ns H tho children of tho poor are trained H early how and where to find fuel. H On his crosstown journey he camo H to Fifth avenue nnd paused In tho H shadow of a towering palatial hotel, H bewildered at tho steady stream of H traffic. How could ho ever get his H precious burden across, nnd who H would notice such a tiny llttlo fellow H to glvo him a helping hand. H But the big man in blue, standing H In the center of tho street saw him. H Ono blue arm was raised, and as If by H magic tho mighty stream stopped. H The other arm was held out encourng- H lngly, with a "Como on, sonny; It's all H o H |