St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1880-02-27
Our New York Letter.

Our New York Letter.
THREE GOLDEN CHICKENS OF ORIENT
PoKOMoKE AND THE FETISH MAN
ONE LIFE OF HONOR AND ANOTHER
OF wOE-I50,O0 FANTASTIC ToEs-A
WOLF MUZZLED.
New YORK, Feb. 90, 1880.
To the Editor of the Caled0nian:
Three chickens are destined to be-
come as famous in connection with the
Herald Irish relief fund as perhaps
were the geese which, it is related, once
saved Rome. A fancier who had three
beautiful Brahma fowls, with the choic-
est points, always hungry and always
stuffing, so large that the rooster habit
ually feeds from the top of barrel, has
given them to help the starving poor of
Ireland. They are to he auctioned by
the sheriff of New York in person. on
the plan of the cotton bale auctions for
the yellow fever sufferers, or Rose Ter
rvs ring in Plymouth church for the
Sanitary Commission during the war.
Enthusiastic visitors by the thousand
have visited these birds, and vowed to
bid fabulous amounts for their temper
airy possession. The sale is looked for
ward to as something in the best posi-
BILE style of picnics. Every feather will
be likely to represent at least Il weeks
board and lodging to some poor family.
Meantime, the good work generally
goes on bravely.
Raids among the petty gambling
houses have been started again, and
some lively scenes are enacted where
the Philistines swoop on the unlucky
frequenters. Young clerks and steady
and esteemed mechanics have somehow
or other managed with exceeding fire.
quency to have been unfortunate
enough to drop into these dens during
their half-hour for dinner, just to ask
the way to the next block, or some 9TH
er equally important errand, and have
been captured with the wicked ones,
who take no shame at fighting the tiger.
They are sad when caught, and no
doubt many of them will be "shaken
up out of good situations on account
of the accident of their presence where
it is not generally considered good to
be. Perhaps the most persistent and
most unlucky gamblers are our respect
ed colored brethren.
Two deaths of persons living wide as
poles asunder, so far as their social sur
roundings were concerned, bring up re-
Elections about the mutability of hu-
man affairs and all that sort of thing.
4 In the noisOme precincts of a low tene-
ment house, in condition the wife of Il
poor Irish labOrer, died Jennie Collins,
a granddaughter of President Tyler,
once the petted child of Il proud and
wealthy and influential southern fami-
ly, and the brightest belle of her time
in Washington society, a cultivated
beauty. What imprudence on her own
part, or injudiciOus harshness on the
part of others, led to this sad ending
need not now be examined. She is at
last at peace. In u magnificent mansion
in Fifth avenue, died james Lenox.
the founder of the LenOx Library, that
superb stone casket of choicest treas
ures of literature and art, which over
looks Central Park, and the Presbyte-
rian hospital. His generous hand was
ever open with princely liberality tenn
pered by the sOundest judgment. His
family has always, on this side of the
water, held II foremost position among
the most prominent citizens, and is by
blood related to several of the noble
houses of Scotland, but the founder OF
} the immense fortunes which in success
? sive hands have been so wisely admin
istered, was by no means wealthy
enough to lead any one to suppose his
descendants would be millionaires. An
. upright, shrewd and industrious mer-
chant, his best investment was piece
Of unproductive farming land, which
lay far out of the city, and chiefly pro,
duced thistles from soil which mainly
consisted of rocks, and which he bought
at considerably above its then value in
order to accommodate friend. In his
will he desired it might be kept in the
) family, as he thought it might possibly
some day, be the site of hoqrishing
VILLAGE. That land now is worth about
l a dime for q square inch. Central Park
= is hnilt upon it, and the surrounding
, residential palaces for many blocks.
LARGE parcels were sold at enormous
. nrices from time to time, as New York
L expanded itself, and still large portion
3 of the original property remains in the
e LenOx family. The late head of it lead
life of learned leisure, and was rarely
> seen but by few intimate friends. He
was 80 years of age.
The Rev. Shepherd Cowley, our rep
+ resentative Squeers, has been convict
n ed of the offense of starving the miser
p able children of the "Fold," which h,
ran for living, the contributions b,
begged for which, chiefly going to nour
: ish his own unctious frame. He will
e probably get the extreme though
f wretchedly inadequate, penalty provid
ed for such cases, namely, one year
y imprisonment and $3.50 fine, to stan,
: committed till paid. Nobody pities th
n wolf in sleeps clothing, though man,