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MEN OF WEALTH
IN EUROPE AND
UNITED STATES
WHEN THE RIVER WAS HIGH
BY EMILY S. WINDSOR
(Copyright, by W, 0. Chnpman.)
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DIFFERENT In every way Is
the ntatua of the Ameri
can inllllonulro from that
of tlio European million
aire; and tills difference
lias Impressed mo perhaps
more than nliy other one thine during
my ten wcoks' stay In America."
Gugllelmo Fcrrero was tho speaker.
Few foreigners who over visited
America hnvo had such opportunities
to judge of tho conditions of million
nlredom hore and abroad as ho has
had. I lo lins talked In America with
such representatlvo members of their
class as .1. Plcrpont Morgan, Andrew
r'arncgio and Jacob II. Sclilff, and In
Europe with such men as the Ilarona
Itothschlld of Englnnd and Franco.
With them ho has discussed tho pow
rrs that millions give to a man, tho
3 fingers -to which his millions oxposo
him, tho duties nnd tho responsibili
ties which millions linposo upon their
possessors. Upon this subject ho has
also obtained the vlows of tho pro
cessors of almost all tho principal uni
versities In Amorlca nnd In Europo, of
ho leading Journalists, statesmen, au
thors, philosophers nnd plain, umnll
Honed business men. Hero ho has
Hrctchcd his long legs under tho ma
iognny of millionaires' dinner tables;
ho has lectured In universities that
owe their oxlvtcnco to millionaires; ho
las studied the comments of tho press
rtpon tho deeds nnd tho words of mil
lionaires, and ho has brought to boar
apon tho subject ono of tho moot
keenly analytical minds of modern
flays. Thus ho has como to sco how
i lid why tho American differs from
(ho European millionaire.
This farowell talk whs on tho eve
f his sailing. Flanked by strappod
trunks and bulging bags, each piece
labeled "hold" or "cabin," ho sat wait
ing for tho oxpruss wagons that wero
.'o tnko his baggaga to tho French lino
pier. Ho was tired "tired but hnppy,"
to ubo his own phrase. For ho was
rloslng n tour that had boon unique.
It had lasted ton weeks, and each ono
t thoso weeks had boon crowded
ivlth work. This work had been
Jhroofold lecturing, writing and bo
mg ontortalned, tho last no less
irduous than tho others. Ho had pre
pared and delivered 37 locturcs and
Jddrcsscs In English, French nnd
';' dallan at Lowoll Instltuto, Harvard,
Cornell, Columbia nnd Chicago unl
forsltlcs, tho University of tho City
t Now York, tho University of Ponn
lylvuntn and clubs and learned socle
:lcs in many cities. This nlono would
have kept him busy. Ho had been on-
"In Europe When We Aro Opponents
Polltlaal or Religious Enemies
tcrtalncd nt luncheons, dinners nnd
receptions by the president of tho
l ulled States, tho ambassadors of
four nations, tho faculties of many
colleges nnd n host of private Indi
viduals, In all of Uiobo ten woolcs
(hero was scarcely a meal except
breakfast at which he had not been
fiomu ono's honored guest, Ho had
been pursued by Invitations nnd ho
bad accepted nil thnt wore possible,
This, without nny of tho other work,
was enough to havo kept hlin busy,
Yot with It nil ho hnd written regu
larly such Now York World articles
which displayed such powers of ob
servation nnd such keenly crltlcnl
ability that nn unprocedontly wldo
representation of tho pross, dally,
weekly nnd monthly, of Amorlca, has
based editorial articles upon thorn.
To maintain threo such forms of ac
tivity simultaneously under high pres
sing would tax tho strongth of the
most powerful constitution; yet this
tall, lank historian did It and went
away smiling Ilka a schoolboy off for
a holiday,
Admits He Has Learned Much.
"Yes, I nm tired." he said, laughing,
"but 1 ain very hnppy, and I thank
America not only for its great kind
ness to me, but especially for what It
has taught me. 1 have learned much
whllo I have been here.
"They told mo In Europo that I
should find New York ugly. I llko tho
benuty of tho cities of Italy more, but
Now York has a majesty of Its own
that cannot bo called ugly. They told
mo In Now York that I should find
Chicago ugly. The Now Yorker's pre
diction about Chicago was no more
nearly truothan that of tho Europeans
about Now York had been. Chlcngo,
In detail, Is not beautiful, but ns n
wliolo It Is by no means ugly. Us
luko Is beautiful, nnd some of Its
strcots of privnto residences are
splendid. It Is very llko Uuonos
Ayrcs. Ono thing nbout It, however,
is more than ugly tho nmoko that
fills tho nlr. Horo In Now York you
have solved the problem of smokeless
nlr, and your brilliant, clear ntmos
phero Is one of tho greatest charms
of tho city. In Chicago they have not
solved it yet."
"And of all tho things you have seen
horo what has left tha deepest Im
pression?" put In the writer.
Tho American Millionaire.
Big. Fcrroro pushed his long fin
gers comb-like through tho long pomp
adour, that has a tendency to flop over
on the right nldo of his high forehead,
nnd seamed this forehead Into n mnss
of horlxontal wrinkles before replying.
Then, with a broad, nil-embracing
shrug of the shoulders and out
stretched arms, ho said:
"Glvo mo tlmo to think! My brain
Is In n whirl. So many Impressions
havo crowded on ench other's hcols. I
must sort theso out and arrnngo thein
boforc I can nnko up my mind what
has Impressed mo most. But!"
Slg. Ferrero's "but" Is nn oxclamn
tlon point; It Is an explosion. He says
It not only with his mouth, but wltli
his whole face. It makos his oyes
blazo and his glasses tilt forward. Ho
says It with his whole body. It startles
him out of a reposeful attltudo and
sonds his forefinger darting out at the
person ho Is addressing.
"But! Ono thing thnt has Im
pressed mo profoundly lo the differ
ence between your millionaires as Eu
ropo Imagines them nnd as I havo
found thorn In their homos, their
We Hate Each Other; In America
Can Do Personal Friends."
clubs, tholr places of business. Eu
ropo thinks tho Amoricnn mllllonalro
is a tyrant. It thinks ho grinds down
tho people under bis hcol. It thinks
ho Is alt-powerful. It thinks of
Amerlen as groaning under his des
potic sway. The American millionaire
is no such thing. He Is loss powerful
hore than his kind In Europe. Europe
will be surprised when I tell It this.
Secure from Press Attacks.
"Europe olao hns its millionaires,
mnny of them, but It rarely hears of
thorn. Thoy work In secret. They
aro the real power, but Europe scarce
ly knows It. In Europe the press
cannot attack a millionaire. It dare
not. If It began iueh an attaek this
would at one slUn4 ? the
power of Money, Suek a, ruiade as
has been made aero acatait the
Standard Oil Company would have
beftn Impossible In Eurepe.
"The Huropenn millionaire tves
nothing away. Ho would laugh at tho
mere suggestion that It Is his duty to
glvo away money, or thnt he holds
his monoy in trust for tho peoplo or
for society nt lnrge. 'What!' ho would
cry, 'My money Is mine 1 I' innde It,
or I Inherited It. It Is mine, mine, my
very own! To do with as I like!' And
everybody would agree with him. No
ono In Europo would suggest that
millions entail a duty to society. Yet
hero such a notion Is quite prevalent.
It Is oven put forth gravely by mil
lionaires thomselvcs. Mr. Cnrncglo
expounded to mo this very theory,
which to a European sounds so ex
traordinary, that tho community nt
largo has an nbsolute right to share
In n man's millions that ho Is mere
ly a trustee of his wealth.
"In Europo, ns I said, millionaires
do not glvo away their money. At
least not whllo they nro alive. When
they die they may have a trilling sum
to charity; and tho general public
will exclaim: 'How generous!' In
England this Is not so much so as on
tho continent, for tho British aristoc
racy, whoso wealth In largoly Inher
ited from long generations, has always
boon taught and hns alwayH recog
nized thnt It hns certain duties to so
ciety nt large, This is not so on tho
continent. I enn think of only one
mllllonalro In Europe who Is public
spirited In his munlllconco, nnd this
ono Is tho French Baron Rothschild.
In America your millionaires glvo
nwny vast sums, but I do not believe
that even they glvo altogether because
they lovo giving. No mllllonalro
likes to glvo up his monoy!"
A broad, quizzical laugh put the ex
clamation point at tho close of this
sentence.
The Fundamental Difference.
"But! Although your millionaires
nro restrained In so many ways, you
allow them to do boiuo things which
wo would never allow thorn to do in
Europe. You allow them to found uni
versities! You nllow them to dovoto
their millions to founding nnd support
ing vast establishments In which tho
youth of the nation Is to acquire Its
Ideals, If tho millionaires themselves
cannot tench tho rising generation tho
ldenls thoy would llko them to nc
qlure, they can at least select the men
who nro to tench them. May there
not bo somo method In this kind of
giving?"
"Why do you say that a millionaire
could not found a university in Eu
ropo?" asked tho writer.
"Tho state would not allow li!"
enmo tho reply, llko shot from a rapid
tiro gun. "ir a mllllonnlro Btarted to
do anything of that sort tho stnto
would Instuntly Btep in nnd say to
him: 'No, my dear sir; do what you
llk with your money, but leavo tho
training of our youth to mo. I, tho
state, havo ehargo of that. It is for
me alono to say how tho young men
and womon are to bo brought up; I
will placo boforo thorn tho Ideals that
I think thoy should hnvo. 1 will allow
of no Interference on your part.' Such
nn Institution as Chicago university
Is unimaginable In any country of Eu
ropo. It would not bo tolerated for
ono momont. It Is n beautiful place,
I was glad to lecturo there, but I could
not holp thinking what a porll to
America It might bocomo, what sin
ister possibilities aro latent within It.
Mr. Rockefeller, I understand, does
not interfere nt all lu tho manage
ment of that university; ho does not
dlctato the professors who shall lec
ture there nor tho curriculum that
shall bo followed; nnd from what I
have boon able to loam fo him I don't
think ho ever will. But somo succes
sor to his millions might choose to
wlold tho power which Mr. Rockefel
ler has thus far lot alono. Think of
the power such a man would havo If
he wantod to exorclso It! Think of
the Ideals that might bo sot boforo tho
youth of America by au unscrupulous
millionaire controlling a university
through his donations. It Is too great
a power to be permitted to any man,
and 1 am amazed that In America,
whero tho millionaires aro checked by
public opinion, no question seems over
to bo raised as to tho possible danger
of tho unlvorslty that Is mllllonalro
made.
American Optimism.
' This Its only another cxnmple of
that youthful optimism, I might almost
say that thoughtless optimism, which
is so nll-porvndlng In Amorlca. Every
ono Is serenely confident that It will
all como out right; that wherovor ex
perience reveals defects remedies will
be found; that tho futuro Is amply
ablo to take caro of Itself. It Is very
beautiful, but! to a Europenn who
has been called a posslmlst nnd a
cynic It scorns too beautiful to bo
practical.
"There Is ono thing which I envy
you and this Is tho absence of ran
cour and hatred In your political, so
eial, business and religious disputes
In Europo when wo aro opponents wo
hate each other; in America political
or religious enemies can be personnl
friends. Our rivalrlos aro so old, so
dcop seated, otton tho results of blood
shed; our vendettas nro fierce, 1m
placable. So far as I hnvo been ablo
to Judge you Americans of today
know nothing of such blttor strife.
And therein you nro happier than we."
"You said just now that you had
learned much from your tour In Amer-
lea. What Is It that you havo
learned?'
"I havo learned enough of Amorl
enn life, American politics, American
Institutions nnd Amoricnn men and
women to bo ablo to follow intelligent
ly tho history of America as the iiowb
of tho day roportH Its development.
Few men in Europe understand Amor
leu. Thoy ennnot help Judging of
American nffnlrs from European stand
points. This mnkes them unfnlr and
futllo In their Judgments, Whllo I
have not been long enough lu Amer
ica to daro to say positively that t
really understand It, I nm convinced
that I know enough nbout It to enablo
mo to understand bettor than beforo
what Is going on and to road of
American affairs intelligently. I am
taking back with mo four big suit
cases filled with books, documents
nnd nowspapers which I hnvc bought
whllo hero and not yot hnd tlmo to
rend. Thoso I shall read and digest
at my leisure When I havo obtained
tho pernpectlvo which rest, tlmo and
dlalanco alono can glvo, I shall begin
writing nbout Amorlca."
Tribute to America.
"1b there any parting message you
would llko to leave for America?"
asked tho writer.
"Far bo It from mo to glvo any ad
monition to Amorlca!" cried Ferrero,
with a doprocatory shrug that began
nt lils knees, rippled jorklly up
through his body nnd shoulderR nnd
thoro divided into three, ono slinking
his bond, tho other two Bending his
nrms Hying out In tho gesture of ono
who ropolB somothlng. "I nm not yet
learned" enough In Amoricnn nffnlrs
to havo tho right to glvo advice to
your country. And It would como
with Ill-grnco from ono who has boon
rccolved bo hospitably. My pnrtlng
message jh a salutation, not nn ad
monition. I sny to tho Amoricnn noo
plo: 'Thank you from my honrt for
all tho kindness with which you hnvo
overwnoimcci mo, for nil that you hnvo
shown mo, for nil that you have taught
met
Benefit of the Douht
A HttlO Old Wamnn in rnu.
blow Into Bolog's nnd hurried nbout
mo tamos, Hogging pennies for
night's lodging, until Dolog, with
pplondld oinperor's nlr, left his pi
n
his
ace
wnn mo wmo Kegs and, giving
n fuw pennies. Imnlmoil lmr tn nn
hor
' rtw win,
"Why did you glvo her anything?"
out.
iisnuu uuu wuiunn oi ill 111 . '
probably got a lot more monoy
"Sho'n
than
you nave.
"1 always glvo them tho benefit
of
wo uouui nero on tno East side,"
ho. N'qw York Prosa.
aid
There was a deepening green on
tho mountain slopes, and tho song
of n robin enmo to John Lester stand-
lug nt the entrance of his tent.
"Yes, spring Is como," ho mused,
and what nn everlasting boro every
thing Is."
A group of men lounged on n huge
fallen treo at somo few yards from
lib tent. Thero wns a movement
among them ns the sound of n horse's
hoofs was heard on tho road near by.
Then ns tho horseman appeared cross
ing tho clearing they sauntered to
wards him.
"Any letters, Sam?"
Morris dismounted, nnd look n pack-
ngo from his. coat pockets. "Two for
you, Brown, three for you, Cooper,
ono for Davis. No Dick, none for
you. Ho turned towards Lester.
'None for you, sir."
Luster nodded carelessly. Ho was
not disappointed. Ho hnd long ago
ceased to expect nny letters.
"How's tho river?" ho nsked, briefly.
"Still rising. They say It will go
to 70 fcoU
"I hen wo'il Just stny hero till It
goes down."
"It's a good dcnl of n nuisance,
though, sir, to lose tho time, with
such n bit of work boforo us. There's
no trains going out. And tho hotel's
full of swolls on their wny to Frisco.
They'll likely Hnd tlmo heavy on their
bunds waiting for tho water to go
down."
Lester's gnzo camo back from tho
raountnlns. "Hnvo my horso ready,
will you, Sam?"
Twenty minutes later Lester rodo
away from camp, his stalwart llguro
erect and easy In tho saddle.
Tho men rend their letters nnd ro-
Bumcd their position on tho treo.
Their glance followed Lester's do-
I): Lifted Her In His Arms.
pnrtlng figure. "Seems to mo your
bosD is a queer chup," said Dalton,
who hnd but tho week before Joined
tho engineering corps.
"Lester's nil right. Not vory so
ciable, thnt'3 all," returned Cooper.
"Say, I feel sorry for him," said
Davis.
"Why?" asked Dalton. curiously.
"Well." returned Davis, "any follow
with a good Incoino llko Lester nnd
who choores to work In this God-for-sakon
part of tho country, nnd who
Is evidently not getting nny happiness
out of It, deserves pity."
"Oh Where's ho from?"
"Now York. You seo his father took
It Into his bead to mnrry again, nnd
Lester wouldn't stand for It. They
quarreled, and they've had nothing to
do with each other Blncc."
"You sny ho has a lino Income
Whero'a his money from?"
"Ho Inherited It from his mother."
"Well," observed Dnlton, "why
shouldn't his father marry again?"
"Lester adored his mothor, and
couldn't benr to seo nny one In her
placo. Ho's never oven seen his
stepmother, and It's six years slnco
his father married."
"Isn't thoro a story about somo girl
going back on Lester, too?"
"Oh I hoard something nbout It
somo girl ho met In Europo tho year
after ho broke with his father."
Here. Sam Morris canio snunterlnK
toward tho group. "Say," ho said,
"a child Is lostbelongs to somo of
tho folks at tho hotel that's waiting
on account of the high wntor. They'd
Just found It out as I was leaving,
and such a fuss as thero was."
"Well, thero's no bears' around to
cat It. Como otr, what do you say
to quoits?"
Meanwhile LeBtor was riding slowly
on. For somo dlstnnco the road wns
n narrow ono botweon two lines of
mountains. Presently, the wny grad
ually widened, and ho enmo out on a
broad valloy with the overllqwlng
river In tho dlstnnco. Tho view was
mognlllcent, but Lester paid small
heed to It. A spell of deepest gloom
had fallen on his BplrltB. How lint
and worthless llfo seemed. Whnt
was tho uso of It all? How would ho
get through tills enforced Idleness
whllo tho river was preventing them
from pushing their work? Work, work
was tho only thing for hint.
As he nonred tho point whero throe
roads mot nnd branch'od off, there
wnB n rattlo of wheels, and n carriage
which ho recognized ns from the vil
lage livery nppenrod nrnund the bend.
It ttirnqd Into tho road farthest from
, Lester, it was occupied by a man
nnd two women. Ho was not enough
Interested in look nt them ns they
turned Into the other road, but the
Meeting glance ho hnd of them told
him they wore peoplo from a world
unknown to him tho last few years.
He did not see that tho man In tho
cnrrlnge had turned and wan looking
earnestly back at him.
A woman's light laugh flontcd back;
thero was tho scent of violet in tho
nlr. Lostcr'a thoughts went back to
days which It was his constant en
deavor to forget. Sho had had such
a laugh, and sho hntl always about her
a faint odor of violets. Ho gavo his
shoulders nn Impatient shake, nud
quickened his horsn's movoinent. Ho
would not let the memory of thoso
past days tako possession of his
mind.
When within n half mllo of tho vil
lage ho reached n road leading direct
ly to tho river. Tho thought camo to
him thnt thero would bo somo Inter
est In seelngtho river nt nearer range.
He turned his horso In thnt direction.
Ho rodo slowly, taking In tho brendlh
of landscape beforo him. Suddonly
a child's cry nwoko tho stillness. Les
ter looked around. At tho sldo of tho
road snt a child, n girl of four or llvo
years. Sho was holding ono foot In
both her small hands.
"Hello!" exclaimed Lester, Jumping
from his horso. "Whnt Is tho matter.
Ilttlo ono?"
Tho little child looked up nt him.
"My foot, It hurts." Thero was n fresh
burst of tears. "And I'm lost I (wnnt
to go back."
Lester bent over her. Sho wns n
beautiful Ilttlo creature Sho had n
profusion of brown wavy hair and
great gray oyoa shaded by thick dark
lashes.
Sho cried softly as Lester examined
her foot. Sho hnd evidently turned
her nnklo violently In walking over
tho rough stones of tho road.
"Where do you llvo?' asked Les
ter. "Don't cry, I'll tako you homo."
"Don't llvo hero, we're at the hotel."
Sho stopped crying, and looked nt
Lester with tho confldenco which tho
glanco of his eyes nud his smilo al
ways won for him.
"At tho hotel? Well, my horso will
tako us thero very soon." Ho lifted
her In his arms, and placing her on
his saddle, sprang up behind hor.
"Sho belongs, no doubt, to thoso peo
plo thnt Morris said aro staying over
on account of tho flood," ho thought.
Tho Ilttlo girl leanod against him
comfortably. Lester chatted gayly
to her, and soon sho was laughing
merrily. Her namo wns Dolly, sho
told, him, und sho hnd run away bo
cnuso she wanted to sco tho river.
By tho tlmo hey reached tho vll
lngo and wore riding up to tho hotel,
sho seemed to havo forgotten tho pain
in her foot. Tho street Beemed deserted
nnd thero wns no ono visible about
tho hotel except a young woman stand
ing on tho vernndn which ran around
tho building. Dolly called out as alio
say her: "Hero I nm! Hero I nm!"
Tho young woman screamed and
ran down to tho road.
"Oh, Dolly, Dolly, you naughty
child!"
Then as Lester drow rein, sho saw
his faco. "You, John!"
Lester hnd turned whlta to tha lips.
"Is this your child?" ho asked, his
voice sharp.
Ho had dismounted nnd held tho
child In his nrms. "My child!" alio
returned, Impetuously. "No, John. I
am not married. No" as Lcater
mode a movement toward her. "Mat
tors aro unchanged but I am going
to tell you whnt 1 would not beforo,
becauso I did not want to nppenr as
trying to lnlluenco you to nccept your
stepmother. Sho Is my sister. Sho
was mnrrlod to your fathor whllo I
was at Franco In school. I did not
know for eoiuo tlmo after I met you
that you wero her stepson. When It
wns known to mo I decided not to
marry you. But now well, Dolly Is
your stepsister. She was left with
mo this morning whllo your fnther
nnd my Bister went for n drive with
nnother member of our pnrty. Sud
denly sho wns missed oh, I was bo
frightened your father adores her,
and If nnythlng hnd hnppcned to hor
and, oh, John, to think that you
found her!"
Lester had stood rigid and white
during this explanation, ills eyes on
tho sweet faco of the speaker.
Now ho folded tho little girl closely
In his nrms and rested his chock
against hers.
"I hnvo been a fool," ho said, terse
ly. "I'll tell my father and your sis
ter so. Ib sho as sweet ns you, Alice?"
"Much nicer than I. Oh, John, your
father will bo so happy to have you
back."
"And you, Alice? Will you havo me
now?"
"Yes, John."
Lestor laughed happily. "I must
carry Dolly In, Her foot must bo nt
tended to. Sho has hurt It."
Dolly seemed to thoroughly -understand
nil that had been said. Sho
put her arms- around Lestor'B neck.
"I am glad thnt you are my broth
er," she enld,
Wo aro always wishing wo wero
thin or that person Instond of our
solves, and If such- n thing aa me
tempsychosis woro possible we'd bo
mighty glad to got back- to our own
trials.'
