The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1870-08-18
Vanderbilt and .Beliidont

Commodore Vanderbilt rp is hale,
hearty, and spry as ever, y lifts more
rotund, and quite as young, and IN
conversation if anything moro viva
cious: says he is melted, and has gone
to his boudoir to take rest. By the
by, one of the little tit bits of gossip
just now il his privately spoken re-
mark to a personal friend, tho other
day. The two were enjoying taste
Of brandy. The old Croesus had a
Spanish wine glass halfand-half with
ed,s.de-uie and water; the friend had
a tumbler with goodly draught,
rndnIterated with any water. On
being rallied for his small quantum,
the Comm odore said that he avoided
all stimula.st, and rarely used it; this
was the first time he had INDUCED in
three weeks. His table servants at
test to his great care IN eatiog; he
chooses plain food, in small Quantity,
and not much variety. 1t is mo- won
der that with such righteousness his
preservation Of health and vigor has
been SO successful. Gossip tells vol
umes oftalcs of the tune of his mari
tial life. 1t is said that the attach
ment between himself and his youth
full and recently welded wife is ex-
ceedingly strong, and quito demon
strative--- though not toolishly SO
when alone. Mrs. Vanderbilt is adj
mircd more for her haastear and mod
est dignity than, for any dazzling
beauty or society accomplishments.
She is fine looking, exceedingly lady
like, tasty in dress, and quito Charm
ing in conversation.
There is a good story told at the
expense of August Belmont: "The
other day be was pacing up and
down in Congress Park, between the
two springs. Everybody that trav-
els between the two watering places
much, knows linn well; his limp, not
at all. disagreeable, his nice little
hands, the admiration of ladies'; his
feet, always encased in the daintiest
of shoes. The peculiarly tinted pearl
hat, cayalier-like, adorned with q
clump Of feathers, and modest, nicely
fitted garrne is ofthe sam color, mark
him as a man 81 the Isorld-keen,
choice, and well sa7ored with wis.,
dom. Belmont has a pleasant face,
rather dark complexion, prominent
Roman nose, and eyes of fire, TO which
there is a kind of habitual and invol-
untary wink. Those who know him
have not unfrequently been misled
by this wink-oftentimes making
"much ado about nothing" out of it,
He is addicted to fast horses-and
that's all. Otherwise he is the kean-
edged razor broker, shaving as close.
y and clearly as any rival. Well,
while thus walking up and down in
profound meditation over the races,
putting cigarette between each
thought, and occasionally glancing at
the animating picture of things
around him, magnificent, rotund
brunette, tho wife Of broker
who deals with the August B.
while slipping glass of Con.
gross-caught sight of tho pacing
August. She looked al him /; she
thought she saw him wink she look
cd again she was sure he winked at
her she was enraged she graspcd
her parasol she called her husband
and excitedly announced her ntcn.
ton to punch the optics and dcmolish
the proboscis OF the august winker
(whom she did not know. The
husband stayed her hand and ex-
claimed "You little fool that's
August Belmont! lie never winked
at u woman in his life. don't be-
licve he ever winked AZ his own wife.
He'll wink ut good horse fast
enough, but he wouldn't waste a look
at you ~ The irasciblo beauty was
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