The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-03-15
TILDEN m GOOD TIsIu.
Ills Physical Condition Improved
and His Barrel Ere tly Enlarged.
Correspondence Philadclnhia Times.l

Ills Physical Condition Improved
and His BarrelGre tly Enlarged.
Correspondence Philadelphia Times
For a man who, according to his enc
mics, is broken up and broken down and
broken crosswise broken, as it were, all
to smash, Mr.. Tilden seems to bear up
pretty we'll. And if (recalling one of the
humors of the last campaign) he still
keeps his money in bar'ls, then the coop
ering businessmust have been pretty good
in Gramcrcy Park this past year, for it is
currently believed that in that period Mr.
Tilden has headed up more than mil
lion dollars made from the rise in value
of his New York elevated railroad stock.
Three years ago the New York road had
in operation only one line, that from the
Battery up Greenwich street and Ninth
avenue to Fifty-ninth street. 1t was
single-tracked, trains were run at long
intervals, the travel was light, only Irish
dividends were paid, and you could
scarcely give away the stock
Two years ago the company began the
construction of double track on the
same route, which was finished about
year ago. This much more than doubled
the travel, and though it WAS too far
over on the west side of the town, its in-
increased carrying capacity drew public
attention and patronage, the figures be-
gan to show something to the good and
the stock went up to about seventy-two,
but was slow of sale at that figure, and
notody gave much thought to ii anyway.
But Mr.. Tilden, who is one OF that select
circle Of men whose foresight is as good
as their hindsight, never let 20 of the
immense block he held. The Metropol-
itan Railroad went into operation up
Sixth avenue. The traffic was enormous.
Then the New York Road built its line,
doubled-tracked, up Third avenue. At
certain hours it can't begin to carry the
people who want to ride, and its receipts
exceed the Imagination of its projectors.
A month ago the stock had risen to one
hundred and fory-two, which is about
! the present figure, and Mr.. Tildcn was
| 81 100000 richer. Cyrus w. Field is
generally credited with a like amountof
profits.
Mr.. Tilden is around attending to bust
uess as usual and may sometimes be
found at the office of the New York
Elevated Railroad Company, but oftener
at his house in Gramcrcy Park. He
rides out almost every day on horseback,
though he does not repeat his memorable
ride OF one day late in the Last campaign,
when he rode down the Bowery and into
the swamp, as the region back of Print
ing-house square, where the leather deal
ers' warehouses are, is known. His health
is about what it has been for the last ten
years. If there has been any change, it
has doubtless been for the worse, though
he is a tough old man yet. 1t was oh
served by those who sat near him at the
Potter subcommittee late investigation
in this city that whenever he raised his
left arm his hand trcmbled pcrceptibly;
but still the man who can sit horse and
: guide it through the streets of city is
not exactly in a condition that would
lead the average undertaken to contemp-
late him with any great glee.
In this neighborhood nobody doubts
; that Tilden will strive for the next Dem
ocratic nomination, and the number of
those who doubt that he will get it is
diminishing daily, and the ranks of those
who think he would be elected are con-
!, stantly increasing. There is one curious
feature of the Tiden talk, which is that
men are very savagely for him or very
: bitter against him, and the expression is
commonly heard that should 1t be Grant
on one side and Tilden on the other, the
} campaign would be one of unparalleled
, energy and desperation.
In the last campaign time-beatcn,
: gray haired old man one day walked
into newspaper Office here and offered
, an editor manuscript for publication.
The visitor looked more like retired
canaler than man of literary acquire
ments, and the editor wondered what his
contribution could be about. When he
opened it he discovered that it was an
acrostic inscribed to Mr.. Tilden. As he
glanced along down the first letters of
, the grouns of lines the editor observed
that the poet had based his second, a
particularly glowing verse, on the as
!. sumption that Mr.. Tilden's middle name
was James. at won't do," the editor
, said. .o.
[ "Why not7" demanded the poet.
+ "Because his middle name is not
James, but Jones'"
"Is that sol" and he took the acrostic
and went away, and the editor never ex-
pected to zee him again. But the next
day the old man came confidently back
with the acrostic, with its second verse re-
, built to it the letters Of Jones.