Eastern Utah Advocate | 1903-08-20 | Page 3 | A Twenty-Third Street Miracle

A twenty third street miracle A beggar crouched on tho the curbstone at the corner of sixth avenue and twenty third street one afternoon last week A placard around hie his neck bore the wolds bern dumb he lie held hold out a battered hat to the never ending stream of shoppers and begged in urgent it if speechless fashion but somehow there was scant meant response only an odd ponny penny was dropped into the hat bat and be he commenced to look angry suddenly an old lady stopped before him and began to ply him with questions in loud shrill tones about his ago age nationality and habits ho wagged his head for a while and then apparently driven to desperation said e you shout like that even if I 1 am dumb im not dearll new york press