The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1859-07-28

60 back for its own dinner at all. This
was quite God-send for poor Meyer
In the streets of Paris he had never fan.
cied that in those Of New York eatable
turtles turtles could be found walking
around in the sewers. Their sewer open
ings are better protected there. Howev.
er, he out with his knife and speedily
found an inlet into this hard shell New
York politician. Some matches in his
pocket. copies Of the Police Gazette and
Herald, furnished FIRE, and poor Meyer
soon had some underdone turtle steaks to
appease his hunger. r. #
He now altered his course somewhat,
believing that among the restaurant open
ings of the Fulton street eating houses
he might obtain further provender, and
then return refreshed to his own up town
explorations. So he travelled along Broad
way; knew Taylor's by its rich odor.
stopped to smell the candy whiffs of
Thompson's saloon received ten min
ute's imaginary nourshment from Cos
ling's restaurant, and finally reached Full
ton street. Here he ran afoul of the
San offices, with its tremendous presses,
running with great speed. under the
street, and making so tremendous a
noise that he took it for thunder. And
he was not mistaken about the Fulton
street eating houses. He got. through a
crevice in the masonry. quite liberal
amount Of provisions, and then wended
his way up town. He finally, by branch
ing westward from Broadway, found his
way to the Fifth Avenue, and there he
fairly picked up small fortune in about
months time. Breast-pins. bracelets,
rings, watches, souvenirs. knives and
forks, children's corals, whistles, balls,
beads, &C.. &c., lay grouped togetherin
the sluggish streams Of the level streets.
The poor mans eyes fairly danced with
excitement-such wealth had now dawn
ed upon his imagination.
His wire sack was filled, his pockets
were filed, his hat was filled. He took
off his boots and strung them across his
back. and these were filled. He had
bagged countless treasure. and yet count
less treasure lay unbagged. However,
he must now get out of the sewers with
his treasures, unsuspected, and then he
was all right.
He speedily retraced his steps to
Houston street, and passed along Grand
to the East river. Here the high tides
set the water back to such an extent, that
on three different occasions he narrowly
escaped suffocation. And this was the
uphill part of his career-how to get
out. He waited one week-two-three
and four. Provisions were scarce the
ventilation poor no more turtles around,
only few scabby fish ventured in, and
so Meyer liked to have got starved with
all his wealth After a while, however,
a low tide came, egress to the East river
was opened, and he got out.
After emerging, Meyer soon found out
that he had no legal title to his street
treasures that they were the property
of the owners, and subject to be grasped
by the police. A kind friend to whom
be had rendered many favors and there
by converted him to just the man for the
purpose, gave the requisite hint to the
Metropolitans-that of dividing the plum
der-and Meyer found it would be better
to leave the city. The next afternoon
afternoon after coming out of his sub
terranean life, Leopold took the North
river steamboat for Albany, bound west
ward, and among all the seedy German
coats which had stood hard sea voyage
through all the incidents of trip from
the fatherland. and a seedy countenance
as well. that Of Meyer was the most con-
spicuous. Add yet the glow of $4,000,
or thereabouts, made in few months
time, gave him inward satisfaction VIII ich
made his poor suit and poor appearance
more welcome to him than the dress Of
many a brighter day preyious.-Mew
York San.
The Oberlin Rescucrs.