The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1867-12-30
Miscellany.
New York NctabIes.
THE WIRE FULLER.

THE WIRE FULLER.
Thin-visaged, gray haned, his clothes hang
ing loosely, his hat OF the shocking bad'' or
der, that STOPPING man shambles up the Astor
House steps, where score OF people are wait
ing tor an audience with the great political
manager and wire puller. He has no pres
ence, no majesty OF manner, no such dignity
as you would imagine such character to pos
sess. lie has tor forty years been a vast pow
er in the State. He understands, and can
influence and control men as few individuals
of his age can. He gauges them at once; gets
at their weak points and special vanitles, and
mouds them to his will, while they fancy
they have their own.
For hive and twenty years he reigned su-
preme and absolute at Albany. He overcame
every legislator, no Inatter how preiUliced
against him. No political representative of
the Empire State could resist him when he
deemed it necessary to win the representa-
tive over. His influence has been felt in ev-
cry election, in every caucus, in every combi-
nation flom Washington to the remotest can
ital. He is as ambitious as Lucifer, and
though worth million, tolls like Alcdes.
He is infatuated with the love of power: and
tyou look over bis shoulders at the letters he
has gwen to dozen of his satellites, you
will see at the bottom OF the page, large, bold
characters that spell "Tblrlow Weed"
His audience ended, he hurries on with
lighted cigar, saying, "To-morrowmorning,t 10
several who seek to detain him in the corri-
dor, to the sanctum OF the Commercial Adj
vertiser, and there indites an article against
Greeley his uncompromising political foe.
THE CLERGYMAN.
That boyish face, shaded by long brown
hair; that thick rather Sensual neck, glrded
by large Byron collar; that fresh, self-satis-
ned, amlable expression, belong to the most
noted divine in the Republic. He seems to
reyei in the mere consciousness of physical
lite. he smiles at the sunshine, smiles at
the boot blacks, smiles at the stores and We
hIcles, quiet, a'lpervadng smile indicative
OF perfect health-physical and mental-a
smile OF happiness, because the world is al
ways bright to him, and be is Henry Ward
Beecher by the blessing of God.
THE POLITICIAN. ~
He who comes after Beecher you would
take to be clergyman too-an older and
more experienced one, whose theology is less
cheerful and digestion less perfect, and yet a
measurably, contented, self poised, well bred
man. His locks are silvery white; his face
somewhat florid; his attire somewhat plain,
but faultless in taste. He might be the pas
tor OF Trinity or Grace church, or President
of the Society for the suppression OF Cruelty
TO Animals. But he is not. He tnioys the
reputation of being the shrewdest and most
unscrupulous of politicians, and he was bap-
tized Fernando Wood. He is scheming now
to be the next Mayor OF New York, and it is
NOT unlikely he may be successful, he rarely
tails In what he undertakes.
THE sPECULAToR.
Dressed in the latest style, genuine New
Yorker, with nosegay in his button hole,
carefully cultivated German mustache, his
Jouyins fitting him like wax, easy, energetic,
resolute, selt-conscious, seIfcomplacent, resol-
we'd to be leader in Wall street, a loser of
millions last winter, hut yet the boldest oper-
ator at the Stock Board. is Leonard W. Je-
rome. An enthusiastic turfman lover OF the
beautiful, sumptuous diner and three bot
tie man when you will, handsome, audacious,
comprehensive, be is the embodiment of a
gay and generous metropolitan.
.svt THE LIITERATEUR. 81 -.o--ls
fine nose, beautiful mouth and chin,
mild eyes, silken side whiskers, a thoroughly
wellbred air, fastidiously attired is the gentle
man who moves SO gracefully in the crowd
toward the Staten Island ferry going to his
pleasant home near New Brighton. He is the
daintiest and most graceful writer we have. 1
and the literary world knows him as George
William Curtis. He is the editor of Harper's
Weekly and beyond his editorial or two
week and his lecture every season, he does
not perform mnch labor. As may be Judged
from his writing, he is something of lotus
eater, and loves the elegances more than the
practicabilities of liie.-Nelc York Cor. of
The Cincinnati Enquirer.