Nothing was too great for him to sacrifice.

Even his tin soldiers went when he remembered what the Red Cross had done for him." "My experience with the Red Cross was in the Mississippi floods of '82," said a gentleman who had joined the party.

"One winter day we were attracted by screams out in the river, and found that they came from some people who were floating down on a house that had been washed away.

There they were, that freezing weather, out in the middle of the river, their clothes frozen on them, ill from fright and exposure.

I went out in one of the boats that was sent to their rescue, and helped bring them to shore.
I was so impressed by the tales of suffering they told that I went up the river to investigate.
"At every town, and nearly every steamboat landing, I found men from the relief committees already at work, distributing supplies.