CYRUS HALL McCORMICK 



" Cyrus is a great comfort to me," he said to an 

 intimate friend. "He has excellent judgment 

 in business matters, and I find myself leaning 

 on him more and more." 



The truth is that there was a tender side to 

 McConnick's strong nature, which was not seen 

 by those who met him only upon ordinary 

 occasions. He was in reality a great dynamo 

 of sentiment. He was deeply moved by music, 

 especially by the playing of Ole Bull and the 

 singing of Jenny Lind, who were his favorites. 

 He was as fond of flowers as a child. "I love 

 best the old-fashioned pinks," he said, "be- 

 cause they grew in my mother's garden in 

 Virginia." Often the tears would come to his 

 eyes at the sight of mountains, for they re- 

 minded him of his Virginian home. "Oh, 

 Charlie," he said once to his valet, as he sat 

 crippled in a wheel-chair in a Southern hotel, 

 "how I wish I could get on a horse and ride on 

 through those mountains once again!" 



McCormick was not in any sense a Grad- 

 grind of commercialism a man who enriched 

 his coffers by the impoverishment of his soul. 



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