Litchfield enquirer., 1865-11-16
MEN WHO WORK.


 Journal writes:
 The hardest working men and the hardest working institutions in New York are those which are most successful, To the outsider:
 it seems an easy thing to make money and te
 keep 1t. Banking was easy work few years kago, and is now in the old fashioned institu tions which have no country and no foreigr exchange. But no factory or machine sboI Keeps men On the jump as does liveibank iu this wde-awake city. was iu one of the ia
 stitutions a short time since, which is not ten years old It's army of clerks hayasItp be ou Eband curly in the morning, and they canuo,
 Ieave until their days work is done, which is Eoften not till long after the gas is lighted. Its IcapitaI is two millions, its daily receipts seven millions of dollars. It receives daily from two hundred and fifty to four hundred letters, all Of which have to be registered and answered be- fore the business of the day ends No bank clerk, on a salary of one thousand dollars a year, goes to his bank as regularly, or works as many hours as Vim. B. Astor, who counts up his forty millions. His little one story office, step or two from Broadway, on Prince St., with it's iron bars, making it resemble police prison, is the den. where he performs his daily toll, and out of all his wealth and labor gets only his yietuals and clothes Re attends personally to all his business, kcows every dol lar of rent or income that is to become due, pays out every dollar, makes his eatries in his own hand, and obliges his subordnates to come to him for information while he does not 10 to them. He generally comes down in the emni- bus at an early hour in the day, and reBiains closely absorbed in business until five clock lin the afternoon. He rarely takes exercise. and finds his pleasure in. the closest attention to business. A friend of mine rode to. Wash lngton in the same car with him from New York. He neither spoke nor got out of his seat, and hardly moved from Jersey City to Washington. He usually leaves his office at five o'clock, aad walks slowly up Broadway to Layfayette Place. He is over six feet high, heavily built, with decided German look, and small hazel eyes, as if he was half asleep, head as round as a pumpkin, and about as destitute of hair. He is exceedingly hospitable, and in the season gives dinner to his friends week. ly, at which the richest v:ands on services of gold and silver are presented to his guests.
 Commodore Vanderbilt never worked harder il his life never worked more holnls sssn now: He has confidential clerk who works likes a pack horse, who has been his employ for thirty years. Besides this. Vanderbilt does his own business, makes and executes his contracts, and this, with the business he does on twenty millions, is no small toll. The Commodore goes down to his business regularly every day, and can be found at certain hours; his only recreation euchre and fast horses.
 Moses Taylor, whose dividends from his coal stock alone this year, reaches the pretty little sam of million of dollars, began business in New York when he was sixteen years of age, kept his own books with his own hands, and has done so ever since. His library in his house on Fifth Avenue is regular workshop. Every night he brings up his business with his own hand His vast business, personal to him. self, and his business as trustee, are kept by himself. He makes al. the original entries of every kind, and goes to his office for no infor- nation. and he knows just how things must be there to be right. And should every record kept by his book keepers and clerks bs de- stroJed it would make DO difference with him, for he has the originals in his own hands, Many merchants spend the afternoon in riding or in games, or in the excitement of the Eve ming Stock Board !; but MT. Taylor. finds his recreation in bath, a good dinner, a comfort able siesta, and au evening devoted to work.