Anthony Ronne, dear old chum in
the days of adversity; Max Fischel, trusty friend of the years in
Mulberry Street, who never said "can't" once--you always knew a
way; Brother W. W. J. Warren, faithful in good and in evil report;
General C. T. Christensen, whose compassion passeth understanding,
for, though a banker, you bore with and befriended me, who cannot
count; Mrs. Josephine Shaw Lowell, my civic conscience ever; John
H. Mulchahey, without whose wise counsels in the days of good
government and reform the battle with the slum would surely have
gone against us; Jane Addams and Mrs. Emmons Blaine, leaven that
shall yet leaven the whole unsightly lump out yonder by the western
lake and let in the light; A. S. Solomons, Silas McBee, Mrs. Roland
C. Lincoln, Lilian D. Wald, Felix Adler, Endicott Peabody, Lyman
Abbott, Louise Seymour Houghton, Jacob H. Schiff, John Finley,--Jew
and Gentile who taught me why in this world personal conduct and
personal character count ever for most,--my love to you all! It is
time I am off and away. William McCloy, the next time I step into
your canoe and upset it, and you turn that smiling countenance upon
me, up to your neck in the lake, I will surely drown you.
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