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Show The Need of Sympathy. One night, in front of the Cincinnati City hospital, a man boarded a car with a large package under hia arm. The package was covered with a black shawl. There was no scat . and the man stood. There was some pleasure party on the car, and in their fun-making fun-making they gave little notice to the man, to his tattered clothes, and to his desperate look. How anxious would the people have been to give the man their seat if they had known the con-j tents of that dark bundle. The man's i wife was dying in one of the, rooms of an old rookery, where some men would not keep their cattle, but where others have to house their children. The man's baby had just died at the hospital. He pleaded so piteously that he might be permitted to take the dead body home to his dying wife, that the authorities, though it was against the rules, granted his request. A reporter found a little pine box in the cellar of the hospital. It was this box that the man had wrapped in the shawl as he boarded the car. The nurses and sick of the hospital contributed their mite that the father might gatify the desire to save the little body that he, loved from a pauper's .burial.. The little mound was the first foot of God's earth that the man had ever owned. 'I believe God never made "a heart without pity in it. I doubt if you could find' in a peniteniary, or even on Wall street, a man who would riot be glad to give the man a seat on the car or help pay for his baby's grave. But what the world needs is men with sound minds as. well as kind hearts; men who can trace the misery of the poor to its source in law-made monopoly, mo-nopoly, and who give effect to their good will by working in practical ways for the abolition of those human institutions insti-tutions which' exaggerate the difference differ-ence between man and man, giving some riches that are unearned, and cursing others with poverty that is undeserved. Rev. Herbert S. Bigelow in the Pilgrim. |