The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1869-12-15
a. Siser's End-Another "Poor. Man
nies Wealthy-Th Moral of a
Miser's End.

/. ...'>NeW o NeW lork Herald of Sunday says:
Inc hlng of. Terrors is after the misers
WIN vengeance, and is reaping the richest
ha5Vess t OF self-persuaded poverty he has
!E nau ior u many long dav. The last case is
.naC OF EDWARD Y. Tardy, who gave up the
St,os1 friday night, at 264 Sixth avenue,
aseI spenfng seventy-two years on this
@ ni.seracie earth making money and using
4Ha ione col OF lt. Tardy had the true instinct of
money but grubbed in the street garb-
age for bread crusts and wasted
veg .etables. He had keen eve for
7. fatoes and tnrnips, and left few of
.aese healthy esculents in the path of the
1rag-picRer. Pieces of meat he picked up
and carried home with him to his wretched
place Of abode in cellar on Greenwich
avenue, and turned them into soup. Ed
ward Y. Tardy was born in this city in the
year 1907, of French and English parents.
His uncle, Alexis Decha1lviere, was at one
time the accredited Minister of France to
this country. Tardy's father was wel-to-do,
and along with his son took conspicuous
part in seeking the settlement of the French
spoliation claims. Tardy, Jr., when twen-
ty-seven years old, had a ship of his own, in
which he sailed to almost every port in
the world, to the West and East Indies.
various part of Africa, Asia, and South
America. he traded extensively with
the savagcs Of the Society, Sandwich, and
Philippine Islands, and was on his way
back to New York with cargo of immense
value when he suffered complete shipwreck
and lost everything but his life. Twenty
years more of his life were devoted to the
making Of money, and in that time his
luck was no better, for he lost two fortunes
in daring speculation. Tired and disguised
with the tickle jade that dispenses the fa-
vors Of wealth and prosperity, he decided
never again to run counter to what appear
ed his inevitable destiny-that Of failing in
every speculation and so it happened he
settled slowly down to the slow. cautious,
and suspicious habits of veritable miscr.
He became wholly altered in mind and
manner, talked no more Of grand enter
prises in commerce, and turned tacitlTn
and misanthropical. He descended from
his high position as a speculator. bold and
brave, and grovelled in the cutters for a
paltry pile of pennies. He never married,
but lived with sister whose eccentricity of
habit was about equal to his own. Both
lived in the basement of house in Green
wich avenue, where they had three rooms,
and where they passed life of unparalleled
penury. They were worth at this time
perhaps $50, 900, but they never bought
meal if. they could contrive to CLEAN
HUH INC SdiDaSC VI tHc llldIhCI-pldCeS
enough to sustain life. Finally the sister
grew sick, and the brother, deemine the
expense of a doctors attendance entirely
too great, had her removed to Bellevue
Hospital, where she died. Size left him
$4,000, out of which he was Reluctantly com.
PEELED to pay fifty dollars for her burial ex-
penses. After this e';ent he was left all
alone in the world I. passing amid crawling
Vcrmn ana ne"ans Of filth life Of semi
StarVatlon. dis stovepipe hat was built and
pousnt tr.tcnty-five years ago, and his shoes
came .htO existence at the time of the MeXi-
car. war. He followed no particular busi-
LeSs, and never wholly surrendered his pas
sion for speculation. He confined it, how
ever, to limited investments in railway
stocks and national securities, of which he
left the full of two old trunks. Among his
papers were discovered q number of shares
in the scheme to recover the Captain Kidd
treasure. The old man ultimately fell
sick, and was in an almost dying condition
in his miserable hovel on Greenwich avenue
when kind-hearted, half-crazy old fellow
named DR.. William Scott DoWney, a cha
racter much like DR.. Riccabocco in Bull
wer's MY Novel," found him out and car
ried him to his place, at 274s Sixth avenue,
laid him in bed, and attended faithfully to
him, night and day, for two weeks, but in
vain. Edward Y. Tardy gave up the ghost
Friday evening, leaving bonds, securities,
cash, &C., worth, at n hurried calculation,
so, 900, and bequeathing, in will of about
ten lines, the whole to the children of a
nephew who died some time ago, and whose
widow is now married to Mr.. Houghton,
of this city. He had a niece married to Il
Colonel Stewart, Of Philadelphia, but he
left her nothing.