Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1869-06-03
Susan u. Anthony and Jay Gould

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susan u. Anthony and Jay GouId.
THE MANAGER OF THE REVOLUTION
HAS AN INTERVIEW WITH "PRINcE
ERIE SHE WINS A VICTORY.
An old building stands at the foot of
Duane street, facing the North River. A
legend is extant that the edifice was built
IN Paris in 1872, brought over the ocean
in huge balloon in the year 1920, and
dropped at the foot of Duane street Ike a
bag of ballast. Its architecture bears
this idea. The building is the headquasr-
ters OF the Erie Railway Company. The
second story forms the royal apartments
of Prince Erie. The edifice is a combine
ton of the ancient donjon and the mod
ern soap factory.
on THE TRAIL or THE PRINCE.
Some few days ago, about 10 o'clock in
the morning, woman was seen rushing
down Cambridge street She was dressed
in a neatly fitting black silk, that had
been turned but once. A modest looking
bonnet, plainly trimmed, surmounted her
chignon, which was about the size of
turnip. A pair of rspectacles spanned the
bridge of her nose, and she carried a
plain parasol of black silk. Her features
were regular, though angular. and
sharp pair Of grey eyes flashed through
her spectacles. Drawing her dress slight
ly above her feet, she dexterously avoided
the greasy barrels of pork, makerel and
hams lining the lower end of Chambers
street, turned 10 the right, walked one
block up West street, and entered the
iron grating at the entrance of the dom
Jon.
A COURIER MET.
At the foot Of the stairs leading 10 the
second story, she met an Italian, swathed
in snowy napkins, with a wisp broom,
comb and brnsh under his arm, and three
bottles, containing borax, hair tonic and
bay rum in his hands. 4 small paper
Of gold powder pceped from his vest
pocket.
Is Mr.. Jay Gould within Z" asked the
lady Of the Italian.
"He is-np stairs to the right"
replied the Italian.
"And who are you. pray Z" continued 4
the woman. as the Italian scnfiled toward 4
the door
Here an Irishman, who was sitting on 1
a rough bench near the door, cried out,
Beware. ma'am, of that man. He's only .
Prince Airy's barber. ma'am. 4 carridge 4
from the Fifth avenue cum wud i'm -
THE DEN or THE LIONS.
Without replying. the lady mounted |
the stairs, turned 10 The right, and entered
a small room, containing two mahogany 4
desks and four chairs Her feet melted .
into a rich green carpet, soft as thistle /
down. A dark compleNioned gentleman,
with a pair of ebony eyes, a jet black /
moustache and flowing beard, occupied /
the desk 10 her lett lie was dressed in /
exquisite taste, and wore silk tile, Mea-
lio's make. a gentleman in shirt sleeves,
velvet vest and castor colored pants was
seated at the desk on her right He wrote l
a round, bold hand very vigorously. Only .
the tip of a gold pen-holder could be seen
above his chubby. dimpled hand. He was
a portly gentleman, who had evidently
seen no more than thirty-fve summers.
lie had florid complexion, soft blue eyes, 1
dimples in his chin and cheeks, and curly .
auburn hair and moustache. 4 diamond,
the size Of filbert, winked on his shirt
bosom: lie also wore handsome tile.
BUSINESS.
Glancing at these two gentlemen, the 4
i~ay lrew copy of the Revnl".i~.. f.uan
her pocket, and approached the dark COM
plexioned gentlemen's desk.
"Is this Mr. Jay Gould = she inquired.
The gentlemen nodded assent. The
lady then laid the copy of the Revolution
on his desk, and said:
81 am one of the editors Of the Revolu-
ton, published in the Woman's Club
House, 80 East Twenty-third street. The
upholders of the society for the advance
ment of the noble cause of woman's
rights hold convention here this week
We know that You are the friend of every
movement that tends 10 elevate and
purify the morals of society. This is the
greatest reform Of the age. Il throws into
the shade the question of negro suffrage /
and the Young libel suit. / come TO see
il you would not reduce the rates of fare
on the Erie for those attending this con-
yentiOn.
The gentleman in shirt sleeves stopped
his writing, and looked a. If he had heard
the rumbling OF an earthquake. Mr. Jay
Gould began lively conversation with
Miss Susan II. Anthony, for the lady was
none other than She The light complex
ioned gentleman listened as if he doubted
his ears. and fdgetcd unca-ily in bis
chair
THE QUEEN or THE STRONG MINDRD.
$50 you are Miss Anthony, Of the Reyo-
luton = inquired Mr.. Gould.
Il am, replied Miss Anthony.
Would il be ungIllant for me TO in
quire who reports the Wall street gossip
for the Revolution y continued Mr..
Gould.
II cannot tell you," answered Susan.
Our Wall street line is the only line in
which we beat the New York Sun, and /
believe that journal is favorite with you
gentlemen. j think you must acknowl-
edge that the Wall street reports of the
are always accurate.
MIR. Gould made no reply. The gentle
man in shirt sleeves could stand it no
longer. He rose TO his feet. walked u
Mr.. Gould's desk, looked Susan in the eve
for fourteen seconds. and then strobe back
to his desk with heavy step, and drop
ped in his cushioned chair.
II know said Susan, "that il must
worry you gentlemen nightly To have
the secrets of Wall street laid bare in the
Revolution every week, but the fact of
the matter il, gentlemen, that there is 80
much quarreling in Wall street, and so
many noses ont Of joint. that the jobbers
are like a set Of old women. They all
tell stories about one another, and the Re-
gets hold of these stories But"
she continued, turning to Mr.. Gould,
show about reducing the fares to the de-
legates TO the Woman's Rights Conven-
ton ? know you have a noble heart, a
kind disposition, and generous"
"Oh, certainly" interrupted Mr.. Gould,
ewe will reduce the fare" Il
Here the shirt sleeved gentleman again
jumped to .his feet, and walked to Mr..
Gould's desk, saying: Is
"Mr Gould, ] wish you would remem-
Der that the Revolution has done US more
harm than have all the other New York