Carnegie ruled in his own day. A few captains
of industry made more money, but he was the
greatest driver, the greatest maker of millionaires,
perhaps the warmest human being. The saying was
that any young lieutenant of his was sure to be
either a millionaire or a physical wreck in a few
years.
James Bertram and John Albert Poynton were
not physical wrecks; neither were they known as
steel millionaires. They belonged to the distributing
department, as important cogs in the huge ma
chine which Carnegie devised to perpetuate his
name. Upon Mr. Bertram’s head descended the
blizzard of requests for libraries and church pipe
organs. Mr. Poynton was last in the succession
of confidential secretaries, and both were trustees
of the Carnegie Corporation. Their trade was
philanthropy.
We may assume safely that they ware not over
burdened in life by expressions of appreciation. Yet
the world is indebted to their trustworthiness, and
the favorable remembrance which Carnegie desired
will depend entirely upon such faithful men.
Shooting down a killer who has taken refuge at
a farmhouse is one form of farm relief certain
of enthusiastic welcome.—(New York Sun.)
Maybe the dollar is cheaper, but we haven’t
seen /my advertised for 98 cents.—(Toledo Blade.)
20 YEARS AGO
Prom The Errplre
NOVEMBER 9, 1914
The German cruiser Geicr, whicn
had been lying in the harbor of
Honolulu, for several weeks under
the pretense of undergoing repairs,
while two Japanese cruisers await
ed outside for her appearance, had
been seized by the United States
Government and placed under a
guard of American troops to be
held until the end of the war.
