the porter escorted Mr. McCormick
.to the door of the Pullman and then
dropped his shoes, socks, coat and
hat to the platform after him.
This is no way for a properly con
ducted Pullman porter to behave. It
suggests a coldness of heart and an
Also, if the dispatch be correct, it
suggests that Mr. McCormick was
left without the solace of trousers,
although . tardily provided with
"shoes, socks, coat and hat."
Then there is the part played in
the tragedy by John S. Runnells,
president of the Pullman Company,
who would appear to have been as
cold and unfeeling as his porter.
"I spent the evening on the train
with John S. Runnells ... an old
friend of mine, and later joined some
of the train crew . . ." says Mr. Mc
Cormick. Why was not Runnells to the res
cue of his friend? Why did not Run
nells rush to the front to protect Mr.
McCormick from altercating train
crews, which ended "with results"
which Mr. McCormick "knows they
now regret far more than he?"
It was unkind of Mr. Runnells to
allow an old friend to wander off a
train at a way station clad only in a
suit of pajamas and an apparently
No old friend ought to act that
Then there is the last sad, but en
tirely unexplained part of the trag
edy: "I think it is unnecessary for me
to say more to the men . . . who,
with me, believe it is better to suffer
a little in the cause of humanity than
to engage in lawsuits," says McCor
You see!' McCormick suffered!
We shudder at the thought! But
why did Mr. McCormick suffer!
Was it because he arrived on the
station platform of Syracuse, N. Y.,
at 3:55 o'clock in the morning with
only a suit of pajamas to hide his
modest but graceful figure? Was it
from being thus exposed in all his
beauty to the eye of the hoi polloi?
Or was it because rude, unfeeling
policemen laid hands upon his sacred
person and dragged him off to jail
on a charge of drunk and disorderly?
Or was it because those policemen
doubtless told him to tell it to the
judge when he tried to explain who
he was and what a mistake they were
One inclines to think it was be
cause of the first reason. Without
question the sensitive soul of Mr.
McCormick would be overcome with
chaste horror at the very idea of thus
appearing before low persons, who
very likely did not have the common
decency to turn away their heads as
Mr. McCormick passed by.
And here is the very nub of the
"Unnecessary for me to say more
to men . . . who, with me, believe it
is better to suffer a little in the cause
of humanity than to engage in law
suits," says Mr. McCormick.
Here we have at least the hint of
a deep, emotional reason.
Mr. McCormick left the train at
Syracuse at 3:55 o'clock in the morn
ing, clad only in his pink pajamas,
IN THE CAUSE OP HUMANITY.
. Mr. McCormick knew he would
suffer from the unfeeling and pos
sibly lewd glances of the crowd.
But Mr. McCormick, ever ready to
do and die in sacred CAUSE OP HU
MANITY, went through his bitter or
deal with his teeth clenched and his
head raised proudly.
It was in THE CAUSE OP HU
MANITY and should McCormick hes
itate? No indeed! For McCormick is the
very reincarnation of Lady Godiva!
But at that the fifteen grains of a
bromide that Mr. McCormick says he
rashly took to make him sleep might
have made him a little woozy in the
head about the urgency of human
ity's need for him to leave a train at
3:55 o'clock in the morning clad only
in pink silk pajamas.
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