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Editorial Section of Hearsfs Sunday American, Sunday, May 25, 1913 There Is the Charity of the Heart, There Is the Charity OF THE POCKETBOOK. It Is the Charity of the Heart That Keeps Our Civilization Going, AND GROWING. HE greatest of these is charity.” In this world the most beautiful thing is CHARITY which gives without hope of reward or return, simply for the love of giving, and for the love of other human beings. All charity is beautiful, necessary—(that which , comes from abundant wealth spasmodically sympa- ’ thetic, and that which comes from the very heart of the poor, helping each other. If anything (-an make the eye in the needle wider for the Croesus it is the charity which marks the close , t of his life, when his money has been accumulated. And if there is anything that gives us hope for the future of the human race, confidence in the innate goodness of human heings, it is the wonderful endless charity that poor people show T to each other, and that the world never hears of. K M r It is because there is so much charity NEVER HEARD 0F that we write to-day of the two kinds of charity and illustrate them in this picture. The woman is put out of her home. Furniture is on the sidewalk, the children are bewildered and frightened—and HUMILIATED; humiliation is sad dest to the poor. Help comes at once. Poor people passing the door give their pennies. The rich woman driving by sends a footman to help, as she looks out sympathetically, afraid that what she has seen is going to spoil her pleasure for the evening. The woman, the coachman and the footman drive away. It begins to get dark, the sun is going down be hind the tenement house roofs—the sun sets earlier on Yttf* tenement streets than it does on the wide park or tae |5®Mtiful country. jhv darkness REAL CHARITY COMES OUT FROM THE TENEMENT HOUSES NEAR BY. The mother whose rooms are too crowded already with scanty furniture and plentiful children comes down with her husband and a neighbor. The woman put on the street by a rich man IS PUT BACK UN DER A ROOF BY A POOR MAN. The dinner that is none too big for four is made to do for six or eight. The poor woman and the children that have been rescued from the streets are put in the place of honor. THEY ARE MADE TO FEEL LIKE WELCOME GUESTS, NOT LIKE OBJECTS OF CHARITY, NOT LIKE BEGGARS. And that IS THE REAL CHARITY THAT MAKES LIFE POSSIBLE, KEEPING THE POOR AND FRIENDLESS FROM UTTER DESPAIR IN THIS HARD WORLD. * m n We would not have any man underestimate the charity of the powerful man, rich man. In all the history of the world, we sincerely be lieve, there is no more hopeful sign than the recent tendency of those that are very successful in life to give back to the people the money that they have ac cumulated in their days of work. Human-beings are not vet advanced sufficiently in government to look after their own interests thor oughly. The public money is used without stint to BUILD JAILS, but our foolish ideas will not allow us to use that same monev TO BUILD LIBRARIES, AL THOUGH WE KNOW THE LIBRARY IS THE EN EMY OF THE JAIL, AS KNOWLEDGE IS THE ENEMY OF IGNORANCE AND CRIME. It was real charity and nobility of character that impelled Andrew Carnegie, poor and without educa tion in his youth, to give back to the people in public libraries and in his splendid establishment of learning at Washington the millions that he piled up as a suc cessful man. When old John D. Rockefeller, grief-stricken at the loss of a grandchild, devoted a large sum of money to scientific investigation of / children’s diseases and their cure, he did a great deal for millions of children and mothers that will live here after his death. The thought was kindly. It should be appreciated to the full. J. Pierpont Morgan took millions of his money and gave them to establish a lying-in hospital for poor women—an establishment so perfect in its detail, its scientific care of health, THAT THE RICHEST WOMAN CAN NOT HAVE IN HER OWN HOME SUCH CARE AS MORGAN GIVES TO THE POOR EST WOMAN IN HIS HOSPITAL. The world must recognize in that a beautiful charity, and be glad that the modern spirit impelled Mr. Morgan to do so much for those that need his help. It would be better if we had reached the point where we had no John D. Rockefellers and no Mor gans; on the one hand making millions by control of legislation, and on the other hand giving millions in charity back to those from whom they have taken tens of millions. But until we learn enough to spend our public money for hospitals and libraries and institutions of learning, we must be grateful that in the brain of the powerful men that take the hundreds of millions from us there is the particular kind of charity that impels them to give a few millions back. * * •* There are the two great kinds of charity—the charity of power, of the full pujse, which gives freely —easily. That kind of charity is needed—it is the prelude to common sense on the part of the v people, the forerunner of real government, free from charity, which will enable the people to do for themselves those things which they now receive as gifts from the hands of the enormous millionaires. That kind of charity which appears in its millions and ihu, of millions is weii «u\tilled — ever y b o d y MUST hear about it. We ask von to think often of the second kind of charity. The charity from a hand hard on the palm and grimy with labor on the back, that takes from its pocket a small sum and almost apologetically gives it to the woman poorer than the giver. That charity is practiced daily on every block of every city in this country—and in every other country. It is the charity that sends one poor mother to help another when a child arrives unexpectedly in the world. It is the charity that brings friends when a child is sick and money is lacking for the doctor and for good food. It is the charity YOU MAY BE SURE TH NT GOES MOST SWIFTLY AND DIRECTLY 1X1 BE RECORDED BEFORE ETERNAL JUSTICE, IN THE BOOK WHERE THE NOBLEST ACTS OF M EN ARE W RITTEN DOWN. Long ago the story was told. In the temple at Jerusalem the rich gave freely, and all the world knew it. That big giving was good charity. But the other kind, still better, was there, when the poor widow, with torn clothes and a thin hand, gave her mite. "And he looked up, and saw the rich men casting their gifts into the treasury. ‘‘And he saw also a certain poor widow casting in thither two mites. ‘‘And he said, Of a truth I say unto you that the poor widow hath cast in more than they all: ‘‘For all these have of their abundance cast in unto the offerings of God: but she of her penury hath cast in all the living that she had.” That is the charity of which we wish to remind you to-day. When you hear that this man has given his millions or that man his tens of millions for char- itv, or education, or science—be glad AND GRATE FUL. BUT DON’T FORGET THAT THE REAL CHARITY. THE REAL MD ' IONS, are given away by the poor p ic thempen —— -