1895
She was as elegantly a dressed woman as you will find in a day's walk. She stopped at the curb stone and gathered her rustling skirts daintily in one hand before she essayed the muddy crossing. Midway the sweep stopped her with a request for a penny.
"What would you do with it?" she inquired.
"Me grandmother's got to pay her rent tomorrow er git put out, an she ain't got no money."
"Poor boy," said the elegant one as she opened her purse. "Of course I'll help you pay the old lady's rent. She mustn't be put out. There, give her that."
And dropping two pennies into the boy's grimy hand she sailed on, surrounded by the halo of sweet charity. — Philadelphia Times.
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