A RICH POOR MAN AND A POOR 

 RICH ONE 



YESTERDAY one of my neighbors died, 

 killed by an accident. A rich man who, 

 in the eyes of the world, or of that little bit of 

 it in which we move, had attained everything 

 that man could wish for. Beginning life a 

 poor boy, he made a large fortune by dealing 

 in lard. He was looked up to in the lard 

 trade; his judgment upon lard was final. A 

 religious man in the hackneyed sense of the 

 word, he had done much for the sect to which 

 he belonged, and was cited as a model layman. 

 He gave large sums to churches and church 

 colleges, and contributed to the fund for send- 

 ing missionaries to foreign parts. As a family 

 man, as a husband and father, he was, for all 

 that I know, an exemplary person. I never 

 knew him to smile; but severity of expression 

 may have been constitutional. With his large 

 7 



