The man without a coat said he had but himself to blame for his
condition, and, if God would help him, he was going to be a better man.
I saw to it that the man had a lodging and something to eat, when out
from the audience stepped a fine-looking man with a coat in his hand and
told the man to put it on. I looked at the man in astonishment. He was
about five-feet-ten, of fine appearance, a little in need of a shave and
a little water, but the man sticking out of him all over.
It is not the clothes that make the man, for here was a man who hadn't
anything in the way of clothes, but you could tell by looking at him
that he was a gentleman. I just stood and looked at him as he helped the
other fellow on with the coat. I thought it one of the grandest acts I
ever saw. He was following Christ's command about the man having two
coats giving his brother one. I saw the man had on an overcoat, but,
even so, it was a grand act, and I told him so.
I did not see him again for some time, when one night, about a week
after the coat affair, I saw him sitting among the men at the Doyer
Street Midnight Mission, of which I had charge.
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