The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1881-01-13
Our New York Letter.
NEw YoRK. Dec, 81, 1880.

From our own Correspondent.
Pheugh It's cold. There's no news
in that, for the hazing that lIazen, the
new sold Prob.," is giving us seems to
be pretty general all over. But perhaps
there are more evidences of suffering
in the great city than in smaller places.
The pitiable sight of tramps with ILL
shod feet and no over-coats, and of the
poor peddlers who are hardly better off,
as thoy hawk their small wares on the
street corners, abounds. The city is the
winter heaven of such. They are lodged
for the main part like herrings in a
barrel in the station-houses ut night,
but are ruthlessly bounced in the morn
ing, and a nice cold time Of it the poor
wretches must have till they get bar
relied up again. No wonder that If they
can raise the price of a soda-water bot
tie full of forty-rod ut n distillery, they
should look on the "velvet room" of
the establishment as a veritable para
disc and turn up their blossoming noses
at all talk of temperance.
Talking of temper, jolly, good, rou-
sing fit of passion is not always an un-
mixed evil. The way a choleric old
gentleman laid out conductor on the
Elevated Railroad, the other day was
joyful to the beholder. The conductors
are not the most civil among human
beings, and would meet with more SYM
pathy fer their undoubtedly unhappy
financial condition were their manners
Il trifle less brusque. Many of them act
rs if they owned the road, and were
inclined to be hoggish about It at that.
On the occasion in question the old
gentleman, who had calamity given up
his seat to a lady, was gradually forced
10 the middle of the very crowded car.
When he wanted to get of it took a lit
tie time. just as he had succeeded in
working his way through The throng,
The conductor started the car. Theold boy
grabbed the bell rope and stopped il
again. The conductor declared he
shouldn't stop. The old boy said he
should, and throwing open the platform
gate in spite of the official, who resisted
violently, he grabbed the latter by the
throat and took him along too. Every
body cheered, and cards ofpossibly use
ful future witnesses were showered on
the grim old victor, who marched off
unmolestcd through the startled people
OF the road, while the crest fallen vic
tim of his ire had to boari the next
train, in pursuit of his own SO unex-
pectedly aud unwillingly abandoned.
A remarkable auction OF a church has
Just taken place in Brooklyn, which, in
some of its features, seems to suggest
that some church people are as mean as
sinners can be. The Church, like many
others, has been mortgaged for about
its full valuo 10 a life insurance COM
pany, the officials of which, tired of not
getting the business settled, or even the
interest on the mortgage regularly paid,
foreclosed, and ordered an auction sale.
The delinquent stockholders in the
Church enterprise, who were so awfully
poverty-stric,en that they couldn't
meet even a fraction of their just debts,
managed to gather up $4,000, and in
tended and expected to buy the pro-
perry out and out for less than that fig
ure. The insurance people were up to
the game, however, and got their backs
up. They rolled up the bids to the
limit of the congregation, and then bid
the property in at a small advance. One
of the deacons and prime movers In
this smart dodging is AN old public
fuuctIonary, with a multitude of sons,
whom he has provided for in comfort
able berths, immediately about himself,
at the public expense, and who has had
a multitude of wives-I am told his pro-
sent helpmeet, a young and quito at
tractiye woman, is tho thirteenth. The
old Bluebeard was once great gun In
Beecher's church, but took sides against
the Plymouth pastor at the time of the
great scandal and seeded. He must
be considerably over three score and
ten, and is qacer-looking ebjeos as he
salutes every one he meets-for every