hundred thousand dollars; to the
southern negroes, three million five hundred thousand dollars; to eight
institutions, three hundred and fifty thousand dollars; to his
relatives, five million dollars; We see A.T. Stewart hard pressed for a
dollar, and we find him worth thirty millions when he dies. We watch

THE WIFE OF ANDREW JOHNSON

teaching him the alphabet, and we listen to his proclamations as
President of the United States. We tell Abraham Lincoln where he can
borrow a book that will benefit him, and we pass by his great dust in
numbers almost like the stars in heaven. We see Phineas T. Barnum first
humbugging the people with a lemonade-stand worth all told two dollars,
and we next see him humbugging the people with the greatest show on
earth, worth a million. We lend Leland Stanford a quarter and he next
buys up three or four high-priced legislatures and defies the
Constitution of the United States to prevent him levying a tax on "his
people" of a million dollars with a stroke of his pen. We see

ULYSSES S. GRANT

working by the day in a tanyard, and then receiving the sword of a
warrior whose name will also echo far out into the "corridors of time,"
and then again accepting as the representative of America, the pent-up
admiration of the Old World for the New. We see Jay Gould investing a
thousand dollars in a country store and then in turn dictating to all
the railroads and controlling all the telegraphs in the greatest empire
that has ever existed. We watch Cornelius Vanderbilt, Sr., begin as a
poor lad, save, build, command, and die, leaving to his favorite son

EIGHTY MILLIONS OF DOLLARS!

We see that son, beginning on that paltry patrimony, already the
possessor, in a few short years, of seventy millions in addition. We
help Elihu Burritt to say his letters at noon-time in a blacksmith shop,
and afterward, lo! he converses in thirty languages. We see Edgar Poe,
dying as poor as man ever died, yet leaving to the world a name as a
writer that Europeans persist is as yet the brightest in American
literature. See Horace Greeley, trudging across a State, anxious to get
a job for his board and clothes; then listen to his voice in the
councils of the President and in the hearts of the people. Remember
Salmon P. Chase, a poor Ohio boy, Governor, Secretary of the Treasury,
author of the best currency system so far conceived, and Chief Justice
of the Supreme Court.

JAMES A. GARFIELD

is now at work