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THE CRISIS: :\
'BY nnItRIE'r E. oncur'r.» .2!
Robert Strong, reported millionaire,
stood in the bay window of one of Chi-
' cago’s mansions one brilliant suns'hiny
December morning. There had been
a light fall of snow the night before;
the breezes had played with it and dis-
tributed it most unequally. The mil-
lionaire was watching his enterprising
young neighbor over the way,. who in-
habited the poorest house on the
street, and who was out shoveling
snow from. his sidewalk. Mr. Strong
was in. a meditative mood. Although
surrounded . by every evidence of
wealth and luxury he did not look nor
act like a man who was perfectly sat-
isfied with life. He had been pacing
up and down the room more like some
'caged animal than like aprosperous
member of the board of trade.
“It is time that Hobbes was here!" he
was saying as he walked up and down,
making. an occasional pause at the
window. “Why does he not come? I
am anxious to know my fate. Wealth
or poverty—which is it to be for the
future? That fellow over there shovel-
ing snow for exercise works on salary,
and has no business cares. I wonder
who is happier, he or I? How we are
hampered by our environment! I
would really like to take a shovel and
dispose of those‘ drifts still reposing
undisturbed on our front steps. ' The
exercise would do me good, but what
a shocking thing it would be! The
servants, the family, the whole com-
munity would be shocked, inexpress-
ibly shocked! ~A hundred dollar bill
would hardly induce one butler to so
far compromise his dignity as to
shovel snow. ~And if I should do it! I
have half a mind to try him with a
bill and see what the effect would be!
He is fond of money. A hundred dollars
so easily earned would be a temp-
tation. I am curious to know what he
would do! The experiment would
probably result in his giving notice.
and Mary would be sorry to lose him.
Iwonder when I saw her last?’ She
seldom takes breakfast with me. Last
night I came home late; she had gone
for the evening— and came home later
still! Yesterday—did I see her yester-
day? Yes, we passed each other in the
hall and said good morning and good-
by! We had an hour together Sunday.
Blessed be Sunday! Mary and I are
on the best of terms—we have not
quarreled for ten years! I think we
love each other. But we are both so
busy. She has the care of this great
house, and company, and society! I
have business interests, and the club,
and a little politics. So our home life
gets lost somewhere. I wonder if we
are any happier than we were in the
old simple days when we lived for each
other, instead of for servants and soci-
ety! Was that the‘ doorbell? I shall
not breathe freely again until I know
whether that sale goes through.' If
the deal goes against us———my God! It
can’t go against us! If it does I shall
be ruined! If Hobbes would only
come! A man needs nerves of steel in
these days to bear the strain of busi-
ness. If the deal goes he will come
himself, that we may plan together.
If it fails—he will write. A messen-
ger will bring the news. That young
man over there works as if he enjoyed
it. How he makes the snow fly! Here
comes his Wife. Happy creatures!
They have no dignity to be ‘pcompro-
mised. He can shovel snow and site
can sweep it without shocking the
whole community. What abeautiful
morning! The air is like wine, and
the sunshine; turns the snow into ten
thousand glittering diamonds! Surely
that was the doorbell! Can it be
Hobbes? I must not look too delighted
lest he should guess how near ruin I
am.”
It was not Hobbes, but his daughter
Lucy who entered the room. '
“Do‘you like the snow, Lucy?” he
asked, as she came and stood by his
side at the window. -
“No, papa! I don‘t like it at all. I
can hardly walk to school, the side-
walks are in such a condition! If it
was a little farther I should order the
carriage."
“That would hardly pay for three
blocks. Your mother walked two
miles every day that she was in high
school.” _
“How perfectly dreadful that must
have been! Why didn‘t she take a
car?”,_ '
“It was a country town, and there
~ were no cars.”
“0 papa! just look! Those people in
the cottage are both out working in
the snow. He goes ahead and shovels
and she follows with a broom. Isn’t it
too bad they are so poor thpy have to
work so hard. I always feel sorry for
such people.”
“Do you? How about those who are
glad to see the snow that they may
earna few pennies shoveling it?”
“They are wretched, of course!
,1)!
body expects them to 'be happy.
No-
look happy,” he remarked.
“They always do, but I \should be
perfectly miserable if 1 were so poor.
There are three children and they only
keep one girl! She trims her own hats
and hardly ever has a new dress, and
when she does she has to make it her-
self."
”They can’t be so very poor,” contin-
ued her father. ' “The lot that cottage
stands on must be worth ten thousand
dollars at least.”
“It is. Edith’s father wants to buy
it to enlarge his yard, and has offered
that, but. it has always been her home
——her father gave it to her, and her
mother died there—and they won’t
sell._ She doesn't want the cottage
torn down. They are not poor the
way folks are that accept old clothes
and previsions. She has a piano and
books, but they are too poor to have a
good time. They can't keep a carriage
or go into society or travel in Europe.”
.There was a moment‘s silence. llis
daughter's views were something of a
surprise to Mr. Strong. I
“When are you going to get mamma
those diamonds you promised her?”
asked Lucy, turning away from the
! window.
“Our neighbors, the snow shovelers, ,
I
phi-{I don’t know. Is she suffering for
them? 'I am short of money just now.”
- V’I‘HTWIhey are only twenty thousand dol-
lars.” v I .
“Which is exactly four times the
I amount of money which cOuld be allot-
ted to each family in the United States
by equal division of all the property
it contains.” -.
' “I don’t understand yOu, papa.”
“Very likely not! But if .all the
property in the United States should
be equally divided among all the peo-
ple in it, there would be about one
thousand dollars apiece. The average
family contains five’members, soyou
see when your mother wears those
t-wen ty-thousand dollar~ diamonds, she
will be wearing the capital of twenty
people, Or of four families.”
' “What do you mean by that, papa?
Do you mean that if mamma has twenty
thousand dollars" worth of diamonds,
twenty other people will have to go
without anything at all?”
“That 'is about the size of it, my
dear. If there are twenty people and
;t'wenty peaches to be .divided among
them, and one man takes half of the
peaches, there 'will not be but ten left
for the other nineteen people, will
there?” '
“I should not like that if I was one of
the other people—but I do want mam-
ma to have her-diamonds! Mrs. Van
Smith has beautiful diamonds and
they are not half so rich as you are,
papa!”
"I fear you do not realize the value
of money.” _ , ‘
“Perhaps not! I hope I never will.
I should 'hate to be poor! ' By-by!
Edith is on her steps and we go to-
gether.”
A moment later the butler appeared
; baring a letter on a silver tray.
"He brings my death warrant!” was
the thought that 'passed through Mr.
Strong’s mind. . “Hobbes did not come
—he has written. The deal has failed.
It is my death warrant.” ' ,
lie waited until the butler had left
the room and then ~opened the letter
with trembling fingers. “It was as‘lie
feared. The deal had failed! lle sank
into a chair and covered his face with
his hands, caring nothing about partic-
ulars. It was enough to know that he
was lost. All the world must know his
financial distress to-morrow. Ruined!
Ruined! Could he face the world and
lbegin again? Could he face his own
family? The words of his daughter:
“I should hate to be poor!” rang in his
ears. In his mental distress, t ose
carelessly-spoken words, uttered with
out thought, weighed more than they
should. It seemed to him that they
expressed the sentiments of the. whole
family. How could he tell them that
his wealth had vanished even quicker
than it had come. He started up and
paced the floor, his “thoughts acting
like whips to scourge him on.”
In this, his hour'of despair, his whole
life passed in review~ before him. He
thought of the high 'hopes of his
youth, when he had wished to be num-
bered among those who fought for
justice and truth and the rights of the
people. In the mad scramble for wealth
he 'had ceased to‘be just,he had dishon-
ored truth, he had- trampled upon the
rights of others! He had sold the best
part of hi in self for wealth, and now—-
even that, the price of his infamy. was
gone! Ilis life had been a failure
from first to last—a miserable failure!
Measured by the highest- standard it
had always been a, failure—even
though his check had been good for a
million! Measured by the lower
standard of worldly success, to-morrow
men would write upon his brow—fail—
ure! It was unendurable! Why
should he continue to live when life
had lost its value? With a sudden re-
solve, born of self-contempt and de-‘
spair, he stepped into another room
and came back with a revolver.
And yet—he could not go out of life
witout one last word to Mary. Poor
Marv!
would assure her that it was not
through lack of love for her that he
ended his existence, but—what reason
could he give for deserting his post at
ILier side? He sat down to his writing
desk and took out some paper.
“Dear Mary,” he wrote, and then
words failed him. How could he tell
her? He stared blankly at the paper.
After all, would it not be the act of a
coward to leave his family alone to
fight poverty? Had he a right to_do it?
Suddenly asoft white hand glided
past his, seized the revolver and re—
moved it.
”Robert! Robert! What is themat-
ter? What are you about to do?” cried
his wife in distress. ”John told me
that he brought you a letter. and then
you began to walk up and down the
room, crazy-like, w1th a revolver in
your hand! Wlly didn’t you come and
tell me about it? ~You have no right
to try to bear trouble alone. What is
it, Robert, dear?”
. Her arms were around his neck. and
she was covering his face with kisses.
“It means, Mary, that we are poor!
This house will have to be sold; you
w:.l have no carriage, no diamonds, no
tr’ps to Europe. I shall not save
enough out of the general wreck to
pay the running expenses of this house
for another six months. We are poor,
Mary; poor. Our wealth has taken
wings to itself and flown away. There’s
nothing left, but the little house your
father gave you, and perhaps two or
three tthsa‘nd to start me in business
in a humble way. "
“But Robert! You have no reason to
despair! We have health, strength,
the children and each other! The best
gifts of life are still ours! Do you
know, Robert, I have thought some-
times that it Would be better for the
children, if we were not quite so rich?
The possession of great wealth tends
to make us forgetful of our common
humanity. We will move back into
the little house in which we were so
happy, and let the social bubble float
without us. We will live for ourselves
andour children. While'you are-with
us, dear, We Will be happy whether w
are rich or not.” ‘ -
Love conquered. '
The. cris.s was past.
Robert Strong
dew ~.n:l to live. and to so order his fu-
ture ‘ 1111'; .eci .-con-.le1nna‘. iori slioul .1 not
be his ;,L)l':.it)l.l.—I.i'.l.7.'lll-“.' of UGLI.
Assets. ' .
Liabilities .
Surplus .
She might take it hard! He'
RICHARD A. MOCURDY President.
e Year Indingfleu. 3!. 189
0': NEW YORK.
l
$221,213,721 33
' 194,347,157 58
Total Income .
Total Paid Policy-holders in 1895,
Insurance and Annuities in force,
Net gain in 189-5 5
_actua!ly issued and paid for in cash is Included.
$26,866,563 75
$43,597,430 51
323,126,723 45
$899,074,453 78
$61,647,645 36
NOTE—Insurance merely written, is discarded from this Statement as wholly misleading, and only insurance
I have carefully examined the foregoing Btatement'and find the same to be correct.
CHARLES A. PRELLER, Auditor.
From the Surplus a dividend will be apportioned as usual.
Report of the Examining Committee.
Wine of the Mutual life Insurance company of New Your,
February 11, 1896.
At a meeting of the Board of Trustees of this Company, held on the 18th day Of
parison with the assets of the Company.
December last, the undersigned were appointed a Committeeto examine the annual
Statement for the year ending Decembrr 31st, 1895, and to verify the same by 'com-'
The Committee have carefully performed the duty assigned to them, and hereby
therein are in possession of the Company.
certify that the Statement is in all particulars correct and that the asSets specified
In making this certificate the Committee bear testimony to the high character of
general transacted.
H. C. Von Post,
Lharles It. Henderson,
James C. Holden,
,
the investments cf the Company and express their approval of the system, order and
accuracy, with which the accounts and vouchers have been kept, and the business in .
I
Robert Clyphant,
"Wm. P. Dixon,
J. H. Herrick.
Committee
ROBERT A. GRANNIS, Vice-President.
WALTER R. GILLETTE, General Manager.
HENRY E. DUNCAN. Jr., Cor. Sccy.
ISAAC F. LLOYD, Second Vice-President,
WILLIAM J. EASTON, Secretary,
FBEDERIC CROMWELL. Treasurer. .
I JAMES TIMPSON, 2d Asst. Trees
EDWARD P. HOLDEN, Asst. Cashier."
IOHN A. FONDA, Assistant Treasurer.
WILLIAM P. SANDS, Cashier
EMORY_MCCLINTOCK LL.D., F.
JOHN TATLOCK, Jn., Asst.‘ Actuary.
CHARLES A. PRELLER, Auditor,
ALBERT KLAMROTH, Asst. Secy.
I. A., Actuary. .
“in. W. RICHARDS,"Comptroller.
HENRY 8. BROWN, Asst. Comp. ’
JOHN C. ELLIOTT, Superintendent of Domestic Agencies,
EDWARD LYMAN SHOR'I‘,.Gen. Solicitor.
GUS'IAVUS S. WINSTON, M. D.
MEDICAL DIRECTORS
ELIAS J. MARSH, M. D.
GRANVILLE M. WHITE, M. D.
moniN w. munitions.
New Haven, General Agt. for State of Connecticut.
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