Omaha daily bee., 1874-05-27
Woodruff AND cLAFuM.
The Distinguished Pair in San
Francisco.
Two New Stock Brokers With
$780, 900 Capital-Califor-
MIA the Future Home OF
the Woodhull-Good-
Bye to New York
Forever.
fssn Fr.neisco Cbrouicle. Nav 81

evening, q great MORAL heIOrInef
came rushing into the Chronicle
Office, and after standing a moment
to gasp for breath, said to a Chroni-
Gle man:
~ say-they're here"
"Who, pray? ?"
"Why, the Woodruff party"
"Where are they?"
"At the Occidental"
GENERAL M'sHANE-
In about ten minutes the reporter
stood i'm the presence of General Nc
Shane. at the Occidental. The Field
Marshal wore a bright new shiny
hat. and q two bit cigar. Said the
Chronicle man:
care they here?
"Who 2"
ssThe Woodruff and Claflin.
"DunnOw; ask Mr.. Smith,"
The Chronicle man promptly
waylaid Mr.. Smith. Mr.. Smith
was Just giving a fourth-stOry-Over-
the-kitchen-key to a gentleman
from Montana, but with a quiet
smile he wheeled and said: well,
what is it !"
The Reporter-Are they here?
Mr.. Smith-Who?"
The Reporter-The Woodruff and
Clafiin.
Mr.. Smith5with a look)-No,
SIR!
At I'LL LIN
The reporter was about to prose-
cute his inquiries further, when a
hackman who had just come up to
collect s. for driving an English
gentleman up from the Oakland
boat, said:
"They're at the Lick"
The reporter jammed his hat over
his eyes and sailed for the Lick
House. A gentleman with a YER
million beard stood behind the big
register, with a pen behind his ear.
"Are they here? I" asked the re-
porter.
"Who?"
''The Woodruff andClaflin."
ayes. No. Z. Go right up.
They're
IN NUMBER SEVEN"
The reporter dashed offa card and
gave il to a Celtic nObleman with a
whisk broom in his hand. The Gel
tic nobleman made immediate sail
for No. Z. In an instant he came
back and said, "Walk up, sir" The
reporter walked up. No. Z means a
a beautiful parlor and bed room on
the first floor. The outer door was
wide open. The reporter entered
the little corridor, and was met by
stylish lady i'm black alpaca, trim
med with fiuting and puffs of the
same material. She looked tired
and bedraggled, but she said:
'sThis is MI. -?"
"The same. This is Miss Clafiin,
Is it not??"
"That Is my name. My sister,
Mrs. Woodruff, Mr.. - and my
mother, Mrs. Clafin. This is Col.
Blood, and also my niece, Miss
Woodruff. You see, said Miss Claf-
lin, with a laugh, 1--WE have the
whole family here.
COL. BLOOD AND FAMILY.
The reporter blushed a little bit,
and i'm acknowledgement to a ges-
ture from Miss Claiin, took a seat.
Mrs. Woodruff was arrayed in a
travelling suit, and was just about
washing her face and hands to go
down to supper. Mrs. Woodruff is
a pale, thoughtful-looking woman,
and resembles one who has passed
through several fiery furnaces of af-
Fiction. She is about 80 years old,
but looks older. Her checquered life
with its yicissitudes of fame and for
tune, has told upon her. She said:
know you'll excuse mer-Pm
awfully hungry, and l want to go
down before the supper is all gone;
but / can talk to you all the while.
I am glad to see you, L assure you.
How did you know we were on the
train?"
The reporter said that a little bird
told him, and as he made this re-
mark he looked at Colonel Blood.
The Colonel stood in his pantaloons
and had a whisk- broom i'm his hand,
with which he was vigorously pol
ishing himself off. AS he did so the
reporter had q chance to look at
him. The Colonel is a pale, spirit
uelle-iooking gentleman of about
forty. He has charming side whis-
kers, q love of q mustache, and a
brilliant eve, which he knows how
to use. He has an easy, graceful
manner, but looks out neve to in
terrupt Mrs. Woodruff, nor speak
when she has the floor. The Colo
mel brushed away for a moment, and
then watching his chance when
Mrs. Woodruff stopped for breath,
said: lawfully dusty travelling"
BUSINESS.
nNot at ALL said Mrs. Woodruff,
with a look at Colonel Blood. 81
think the country is delightful. All!
but your lovely, lovely California
do you know l have been SO charm
ed with it? The ride down to-day
was beautiful. /"
Miss Clafiin-Yes; bullets talk
business now. We haven't time to
90 into ~rhapsodies over California
let that 60 for o more fitting season.
What I want ii to talk business now,
for I'm hungry.
Reporter-That's just my object.
| Turning to Mrs. WOodhull.) YOuI
coming has been looked for for some
time by certain of your admirers.
Mrs Woodruff suppose, though,
our coming was somewhat unex'
pected. However, what Pm now
going to tell you will surprise you,
know.
Reporter-Ah!
Mrs. Woodhull-Yes. You see
We are all hers-the whole family
Well, we've come here to stay!
Reporter-What?
Mrs. Clafiin (breaking in)-Yes
come here to stay. In future this /.