Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-06-09
EVENING ST AR.
A Sharp Transaetion.-Wall Street Shaved.

Some DAYS since, as well known
financier was Just leaving his office in
Wall street, after busy day of stock and
banking operations (which had evidently
been satisfactory, since his countenance
wore that pleasant expression which is
compatible only with unqualified success)
he noticed a countryman, with slouchcd
hat, homespun coat, and thick mud Gov
cred boots, driving along cow and calf
The cows udder was trimming full, so
that fine streams of the tactical fluid were
running from her teats. The thought of
pure country milk crossed the brokers'
brain, and the temptation to secure lux
ury induced him to pause.
Il say" cried he to the countrvman.
''Hallo, yerself," replied the rustic.
''That's fine cow you have there"
*Waal, yes; pretty smart animal, l
reckon"
''Where do you come from?'
''Dutchess county, a leetle back O. Po-
keepsy. Been drivin' all day round town;
consumed tired, eny haow"
SIS your COW for sale %
''DOn't know; hate to nart with her
but mought dicker Like 10 buy 2"
perhaps so. What's Eom price,"
''LoOk here, mister. ven can't have the
calf. That's half Devonshire and more n
a quarter Durham. | want him"
"Well, don't want The calf What
will you take for the cow?''
"What a thunderin' big house." solilo-
pulsed the countrymen, as his glance
rested On the Exchange "Must u cost
heap O pewter!''
"Oh, if you won't sell, I'll CO." said
the gentleman.
"Waal, don't like to part with Old
Bet: but if you'll give eighty five dollars
IN California sinners, you can take her
Look at that" continued the Yankee,
pointing to little pool of milk that had
gathered On the pavement, g that's true
Old Duchess grass juice, tew thirds cream,
and the rest sweet buttermilk."
The financior thought the price rather
high, but the sight of The milk-and such
bag full-convinced him that the bar
gain would be a good one, and he stepped
INTO his office and produced the gold.
which the Yankee carefully counted,
hefted, bit, &C., to make sure that it was
good, observing that " folks were peskv
sharp down here, and somebody said this
was Wall street, so I'd better look out. "
Having satisfied himself that the gold
was good, he turned away with the calf.
almost crying at parting with Old Bet,
who, he said, he loved "more'n he did his
brother"
The Wall street gentleman hired Hi
bernSan to drive old Bet to his home, across
the river. That night there was rejoicing
IN Brooklyn. Great was the flow of pure
country milk so abundant that the broker
began to think that he had tapped the
Milky Way. New pans were furnished
and the children were filled up like demi-
johns, even the cats had lick extra, and
Biddy called in all the helps around to
talk over the new wonder. The proud
owner and his wife congratulated each
other a hundred times, and went to sleep
only to dream of sailing in a huge tin pan
over an ocean of mick. Old Bet was fed
on corn meal, and beded like pet dog.
Next morning, instead of fifteen quarts,
she gave but three: next day about a
pint, and in week she was as dry as a
treatise on logarithms.
The Wall street financier was complete
ly sold. The Yankee never saw Duchess
County, but had got an old :" farrow"
COW just drying up, borrowed a calf, set
him to nursing until the flow was some
what stimulated, then kept the COW with
out milking for week, when she was in
proper order to appear ''on Change"
when he dressed himself for the occasion,
and made his debut in Wall street. The
dOne-brown broker has since sold his COW
to butcher for some twenty dollars, and
taken the milk pans to his office to pitch
pennies into.
COLORED APPEAL.-Professor julius
Caesar Hannibal thus commences one of
his lectures, in the New York Picayune;
alt hab alius bin fashunable for conore