Stories of brotherhood; a book for boys and girls . lack of food. Mr. George went out ofthe house and walked along the street. As hehimself told the story afterward, ^I made upmy mind to ask for money from the first manI met who looked as though he might have itto give. I stopped a man, a stranger, and askedhim for five dollars. He asked what I wantedit for. I told him I had a wife and a little babythree hours old, and I had nothing to give mywife to eat. He gave me the money. A few years later Mr. George came acrossthe continent to New York City on business forthe newspaper for which he worke
Stories of brotherhood; a book for boys and girls . lack of food. Mr. George went out ofthe house and walked along the street. As hehimself told the story afterward, ^I made upmy mind to ask for money from the first manI met who looked as though he might have itto give. I stopped a man, a stranger, and askedhim for five dollars. He asked what I wantedit for. I told him I had a wife and a little babythree hours old, and I had nothing to give mywife to eat. He gave me the money. A few years later Mr. George came acrossthe continent to New York City on business forthe newspaper for which he worked. In NewYork, as he went from street to street, he wasshocked by the difference between the mansionsof a few rich people and the enormous wealthwhich they could spend on themselves as theypleased, and on the other hand, the great massesof people who lived in dark wretched housesand whose pale pinched faces showed that theydid not have enough to eat. Like Jacob Riis,he also knew what it meant to be poor. Heknew there were many women who sewed all. 48 STORIES OF BROTHERHOOD day long and far into the night and yet couldnot feed their families. He knew how fathersfelt who had to go home to hungry mothers andlittle children with no bread to give them. Hedid not believe that all people were poor be-cause of their own laziness or wrong-doing. Ithad not been through any fault of his that therewas no bread in the house the day his baby wasborn. It was because he had not had a fairchance. And he believed that most people werepoor because they had not had a fair day, as he was thus walking the streets ofNew York, there seemed to come to him a com-mand of God, that he should give the rest ofhis life, trying to help people out of poverty.**And, he afterward said, ^^I then and theremade a promise, which I never forgot, to findout the cause that condemned little children tolead such lives as they were leading, and toremedy it, if I could. When he had finished his business in NewYo
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