Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-09-29

| DEAR SIR am obliged to leave town tc-mor
| row morning Tor Saratoga springs, where ou
not return for some days, for l am in bad health
| and trying to recover. Rut ! shali be happy u
| reet yon whenever it shall be convenient, anf
am ready TO go into all matters In difference
with no other desire than TO ascertain truti, ant
promote justice. Your,
JAY GOULD. ESQ,
need not tell you that did not
take much stock in Greeley as search.
er ior truth and promoter Of justice
but Mr.. Sinclair, the business mana.
ger. having shown a commendable de.
sire to see justice done in future, and
to make all possible reparation for past
injuries, consented to cancel my or
der restricting the circulation Of the
paper, on his personal pledge that the
Tribune should not publish any more
of Mr.. Greeley's slanderous attacks on
Erie. Personally, we have heard meth.
| ing or Greeley since hts u0te OF the
"a inst; but seeing by recent issues
that the venomous Horace is still un.
mnzzied, l am again called upon TO
exercise censorship over the abusive
columns of the Tribune, and still fur
ther curtail its rapidly dwindling cir.
culation. Yours truly.
JAMES FISK. .JR., ice-Prcsident.
The above letter was handed 10 a
reporter of the Sun, by Col. Fisk, at
the Long Branch dock. The Colonel
was very busy and very assiduous in
his attentions to his passengers. He
wore white kid gloves, white duck
pants. huge Panama hat. an expen-
slvc velvet coat, and the diamond pin.
well, Colonel" said the sun man,
after reading the communication, Il
see that you dress in your usual taste.
Greeley found fault with your dress, if
! remember Alright
Yes. YES. replied the Colonel. II
heard of it. Horace is getting cranky.
He'll have To have that old white coat
Of his busted. just as sure as you live
he will : The idea of Horace Greeev
spending his time and using the col
unns Of his paper and the money Of
his stockholders in vain attempt TO
do justice to my personal appear ance
Is this not treating the stockholders Of
the Tribune worse than the Erie stock.
holders were'ever alleged TO have been
treated: And TO think all the while
Greeley is himself the great American
laughing-stock as regards dress, For
ward room, No. 9, Tilton," shouted the
Colonel 10 the captain, breaking into
his own conversation. And he's a
Western man, send him up bottle of
wine"
Wiping his face. and showing his
lace-frilled pocket handkerchief, CUl.
Fisk continued:
Wholesome advice is what II. G..
wants, and while he is deyotinp so
mnch time and space TO silly attacks
on me. would it no, be better for th.
self-conceited, self-styled grea, man TO
mind his own business. and look to the
welfare of his corporation? Who would
have thought that 50 much space in a
sheet of the magnitude of the Tribune
would be devoted to gratuitous adj
vertisement of my tailor! And the
idea Of an old rag-ioll like Greeley
triticislng the fit of my clothes! Why,
just glance at his hitch-up and see if he
don't look like a wax figure oozing GU,
OF its garments on account of the ex-
cessive heat of the weather, or q 1000
year old mummy just escaped from a
museum. Steady, men, steady. Cast
of that bowline, and-look out for this
baggage, here! Help that lady out of
the carriage, there, Captain cried the
Admiral, again breaking in upon his
own conversation. After again using
the lace-edged pocket handkerchief.
he continued
II can stand almost anything in
the way of newspaper personalities,
but Horace Greeley criticising my ap-
parel is too much. However, he is in
the sere and yellow leaf, far advanced
in dotage; reason no longer sits be-
meath that massive brow, but on its
fiabby front is a legend so plain that
all may read, which runs as follows:
No new ideas taken in. Rubbish and
worn-out isms for sale Up with the
gang-plank Cast of your stern lines
lively. men, lively!" again broke in
the Admiral, and as he sprang upon
the boat. and once more fonrished his
laced handkerchief, he shouted to the
sun man:
Just as sure as you live that old
white coat will have to be busted. Only
think Of it-Horace Greeley! Lo! the
poor Indian. How are the mighty
fallen. Leave us alone, Horace. We
are not bad enough for the authorities
of the State to appoint you our hang
man. That would give you a higher
position than You ever held before,
but not greater than you have aimed
at.
AT this point the boat left the dock,
and her wheels were stirring up the
foam, but the Admiral's words became
inaudible and his god-like form was
soon lost to view
GrrMNINc v-p rur G.o- Coorv;o