Indiana State sentinel. (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1861-1865, 1864-04-25

The stock Gambling Iansa-The New
YORK Curb-stone rExchange-rhe
"Ladies' Board"
New York Correspondents Cleveland Herald
Any time after o'clock in the morning, and
before or 5 ia the evening, the sight seer in
New York, when wandering down Wall street,
from Broadway, will hear confused sound
strangely in contrast with the rafting on the
pavements. Drawing nearer the roar Of con-
fused voices breaks upon the ear like Teutonic
debate in lager beer saloon. As you open VIII
liza IN street bedlam bursts upon your vision in the
shame of a curbstone stock jObbing board. The
street is blockaded. and policemen thread their
way through the crowd of excited gamblers.
vainly striving to keep open passage for honest
business men. Such din of voices, such wild
gesticulatiOns. such frenzied eyes. and such ex-
cited faces, meet you nowhere else outside the
walls of the craziest ward in An insane retreat.
The seethng of that crowd is like the boiling OF
a huge cauldron, and, in the center OF that wild
mass, the noise and clamor and confusion are
deafening. e. s.l.s- afa etagi
In the center stands the man whose physical
frame is the strongest and whose lungs the
most sonoroas-that's no place for feeble men.
He bawls out something-you can not tell what
shaking his memorandum book over his head,
and behind you sharp, quick cry pierces the
ear-"takeD,' and feeling something at work at
your back, you turnto catch piekpocket. when
the man with sharp voice removes his memo
randa, having been using your shoulders Ia
BILE on which TO note bis purchase; for between
the huge man who bawled out at the center and
the man Of sharp reply, a stock operation has
been performed, and thousands of dollars bar
gained to change hands. Imagine one hun
dred men crying out all manner OF stocks, in all
manner of amounts, Mt all manner Of rates for
sale, and another hundred bawlng la loud
voice Tor their bids tor as great variety, and every
one accompanying this jargon with the widest
gestures, and the rafting of memoranda books to
gain attention, and add to this mental aud
physical excitement that finds its counterpart
only 10 the haggard features of the frequenters
of agambling hell, aud you have picture of
the daily scenes near the corner Of Wall and
William street, New York. -- sft 81
And the saddest part of all is that the greater
portion of that crowd of reckless and desperate
stock gamblers are young men: many of them
not yet turned twenty. and yet commenced
career that will as surely end in shpwreck as an
attempt to breast the Atlantic on a raft. Men
rush and out of that crowd breathless with the
fever. aud dot down on their neighbours back,
with hand trembling with their excitement their
purchases sales. and while in the outer part of
the circle the bulls and 'hears" manufacture
news ,o'inaate or depress stocks. If by dint Of
lying they may catch an unwary victim
Talk about visiting the criminal court, the
brothels. the prisons, the dance houses and the
gambling hells to see the desperation of New
York We saw that that curb stone stock ex-
change shows picture of recklessness and crime
before which every other picture pales, and as
we looked on that fierce swaying mass. and
listened to that wild tumutuous jangle, the moral
of the play of the "GameSter" hung in
living letters over the scene: "Tbe gamblers
destiny is written ON the gates of hell
New York Correspondence Boston Courier.
Ii can scarcely be said now that there is any
regular stock board From early morning until
dark, William street is crowded with haggard.
anxious looking men. CRYING to each other with
hoarse voices, aud trying to attract ate ition o
calls" by frantic gesticulation. They allow
themselves no time TO eat, although they by no
mem. neg ect the stimulus of drink Nor have
they time for sleep. For as soon as they have
hastily made IN the accounts of the day. they
rush Tor the coal-hole on the Fifth avenue. where
they clash again together tii late at night. The
small hours again are taken for adjusting their
books. aud then, with pale cheeks, red noses and
swollen eyes, they are read, for the street upon
the morrow What must he the result OF such
life as Thu? Will not the insane asylums answer
the fearful question?
Nor is this all of the Internal madness. Ii
manife>ts itself in another way. melancholy
indeed. if it is amusing. The other evening
attended the Ladies' board =" ] do not say that
this board has been regularly organized vet
but it does exist in an embryo shape.
went to see what Monsieur Crapsud would
cali Lies aveneudles cnQuieme" at their
great hotel What fashionable absGrdites there
were among them! Hawthorn's description of
the fat Englishwoman fails to entertain me now
Piled upon a sofa what seemed quarter of
kaaf ,vifb re Eofc
laces. blue and scarlet sirea mers and all the dry
goods that a variety store could furnish. There
she sat, TO he admitted and recognized as Mrs.
Shoddy at once. Then the thii shoddies stood
around with their hig yellow ounces, like stalks
supporting sun flowers AnO her branch Of the
family were in full dress far up their waists
and then the eve CHANGING rapidly upwards over
an uHdulating desert dressed with the economy
of Eve, reached extensive flower gardens, which
were balanced and carried with the same ease
that German womln displays in managing
bundle of wash clothes They were all talking
stocks A parcel of young brokers live in the
house. and every evening they are sent over 10
/ the "coal hole" to execute the commissions of
the ladies DID not ask any Of their husbands
what they thought of this arrangement. A lady
took me in tow, and we sailed down he drawing
room looking and listening to what was being
done and said.
Jenny" said very pretty woman to another,
you'd better buy some Mich'g'n SDuthern. It's
sure to 90 up to 40"
Now. Lizzy.'' replied her friend, "it's no use
for YOU to be buling the market. don't believe
any surh thing"
"0h. you horriG bear. yon," retorted Lizzv.
you've been selling short, you know you havel'
So we passed along. hearing conversation Of
this sor, from women who held stock lists n
their hands. and eagerly inquired if their bro
Il IL
what they have done The faces of Mrs A.
and Mrs r. wee dimplel with smiles, while
Mrs @ AMI Mr. ID looked in such Il way
that il had en- a stock upon the market
myself, would not have liked to belong to
either OF them