The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-10-30
A SCENE IN WALL STREET,
a Fight Between Two Brokers-A Sharp
EncOunter-A Telegraph Boy Gets $500
for Finding q Diamond Pin Lost In the
Encannter

GhcOuhter-A TeleSraph Roy Gets 5000
for Finding a Diamond PIN Lost In the
Encounter.
'Play with bull and you'll feel his horns" is
an old addge, and has lost none OF its force
through having been banded from mouth to ear
for the last-ever so long. 1t was to have been
supposed that everybody had heard it, and un-
derstanding It's adaptabiilty, had ceased froliek-
ing with the creature. But the sequel will
show how little ground there often is for form
ing conclusions upon evidence entirely pre-
sumptive.
Yesterday about noon, the big crowd which
congregates daily in front OF the STOCK Ex-
Change, on Broad street, blocking the passage
and bringing oaths from persons forced to de.
tour from the shortest line, was at its thickest
Upon every little chance of elevation was
perched crowd; aud, as usual, they were
jostllng and throwing up their hands in frantic.
seeming efforts, while the day was made
hideous with their cries. Each seemed doing
his utmost to attract to himself the attention of
all the Others
The hubbub created by the swarm of
coaches" who besiege the landing after the
arrival OF an Albany passenger boat, was but
weak mimicry of this seething caldron OF
crafty spectators. As usual, small bows were
flying around the outskirts, while anon one
would disappear, diving apparently, like har-
lequin, into the stomach OF some excited being
and landing IN the very centre of the brawling
mass.
Amongst this very unhappy family, all busy
with hands and mouth, were two gentlemen,
partners of rival houses. Both We're of high
social and commercial standing. One was Mr..
H., of the firm of III. 4 Co., doing business I'm
Broad street. The other, named G., was of the
house of g., II. Co., whose office is very near
the same place. For awhile all went harmo-
niously; that is, no goring or scratching had
occurred. Presently, however, an alteration
seemed 20 be brewing in the vicinity where were
kosted Messrs II. & G. Then cone loud angry
Words, G. eXclaiming, with emphasis, You're
thief, sir; you're thief. You stole from me
came rather mixed up, like unto fight OF tom
cats surchaIged with electricity.
Next seen was Mr.. II. lying comfortably under
a cart in the mud-gutter.: In an instant one of
his friends is seen flying in an opposite direction
down the hard granite steps OF the Stock Ex-
change, while another shows his heels as he
rolls summersauit up street. Instantaneously
the great crowd disperses, revealing the
triumphant G. glaring dehantly around him,
hike very angry bull, indeed.
Soon the crowd, seeing that no further hos
tiitles were meditated, gathered around the
new pacihed e., when rapid explanations fol-
10 wed, only the general outline of which your
re CHorter could catch.
Some business transactions had occurred
between the two houses, and Mr.. G., believing
bimselt TO have been Wrohged, attacked III,
with the epithets quoted above, when that geu-
tlCman, intending to vindicate his honor, ran
INTO the house OF the bull. That's the way he
got into the gutter. Two friends pitching ia
were, too, very quickly pitched out as described.
II. now called the attention of the assemblaee
to himself by removing his hat and announcing
In vociferous tones, "Five hundred dollars re.
ward TO any one who will return me my diamond
pin lost in the melee" Quietly steals up to hin
one of the telegraph barlequins and in small,
sdueakIng voice answers: "Hee it is, sir, cone
down with your SOAP" 'Come to my office and
get IT." SAYS Mr. II. and led the way, while the
fortunate little fellow, Mills by name, ~ad
scarcely higher than pair of top boots .;;9llows
nimbly at his heels, whistling at il an Ill wind
that blows no good"
street hunting ont q wa.sdnt, but through the |
interference of frierys the whole matter was
finally adjusted.-T' r. H0f"'