Not often is the death of a man, who to all appearances was nothing more than a "tramp," attended by any demonstrations of sorrow.

There are so many "poor" men! The roads are infested with them.

It would seem, in fact, that they have no business to live at all, especially when they are old, and can do little or nothing to earn their bread.

Such, generally and roughly speaking, is the opinion of the matter-of-fact world.

Nevertheless, the death of "old David" created quite an atmosphere of mourning in Weircombe, though, had it been known that he was one of the world's famous millionaires, such kindly regret and compassion might have been lacking.