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or not".' Oh. Vi's! it /hi.s been growing. It has 

 bci'ii growing through raiiroiids. stcnmboats, 

 teU'graphs. teU-phont'S. photograpiis, and typc- 

 writcrs. We arc belter picparod than we ever 

 were before to feed tile liuiigry and to elotlie 

 the nal<ed. Suppose you tal<e a lool< at tlial 

 picture again. May be some of you liave fell 



in his eye, after all. Do you suppose it is pos- 

 sible for him to be a little bit roguish, as your 

 l)oy and mine are every dav of their lives? 

 Why, if a tioy of his age could not ix^ roguish 

 now and then, he wouldn't he a l)oy: and then 

 just think of starving the poor little life out of 

 himl That yotmg liUow on the bench, with 



.just a little hungry: but hunger itself— why. it 

 is nothing to seeing our little ones starvlna 

 before our eyes. Think of that tiiother with 

 that little bundle of flesh and bones in her arms. 

 Perhaps she has been trijiyiu to give it nourish- 

 ment to keep the little spirit in its body. Then 

 see that little chap down by the bench, almost 

 out of sight. Why I he is just a living skeleton. 

 But if you look close there is something boyish 



his head up. looks as if he had .some life and 

 ambition left, even yet. If somebody could 

 come forward and tell him what to do, I 

 shouldn't be surprised if you would see him do 

 a tolerably good day"s work, even gaunt as he 

 is. His companion at hi-; feet i<. perhaps, too 

 near dead: and evn yet. if well fed they might 

 be fine specimens of physical humanity. And 

 now look at that poor brothi'i-— yes, brother he 



