Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-05
NEW YORK SKETCHES.
WITH BROADWAT,s PEDESTRIANS.

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TITH BROADWiY'S PEDESTRIANS
Gen. Grant in Private Walks-Patti Charm
in. and ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS Courtly and
| GaIIant-The AlHericen House of Stewart
| Judge Hilton.
Nsw YORK, Nov. 81, 1Ss2.-What street
Broadway is!
What throngs and crowds of restless
pushing, busy people, even the earlies!
hours of the day disclose!
THE HERO OF TIE TENTED F1sLD.
The day is bright and beautiful, the SUI
shine strong, and the air bracingly cool
just enough winter in it to make brisk
walking pleasure, and enough of Indian
summer about it TO make thick top-coat
a burden. Just as turned the corner OF
Twenty-third street, as l was looking at a
magnificent display of flowers in a win.
dow, my eye fell upon the figure of a we'll
known man, and yet a man who walks en-
tire blocks in this great metropolis unrec-
ogni2ed save now and then by casual
passer. Ten years ago his name was on
every lip. He has shown how mnch strong
er thousands are than hundreds. how much
moro potent dollars are than cents, how
much more comfortable undeFclothes and
overcoats are than shivering skins, how
much more pleasant roast beef and hot
coffee, daily, are in the tented field, than
cold potatoes and frozen turnips. He has
been twice president of the United States,
and it is not his fault that he was not made
president the third time. The man is Gen.
| Grant.
HIS GAIB AND PERSONAL APPEARANCE.
Short, stout, sturdy, ruddy in face, and
| apparently good for twenty five or thirty
years to come. What will be his fame a
quarter of century hence? How will his
contest with Lee in the wilderness be re-
garded by careful students of fact, when
the prsjudices, pro and con, of political
life are relegated to the background of
history? Of course we all remember
Grants SLOUGH hat. perpetual cigar, and
peculiar gait; but those are things of the
past. Rich now beyond the dream of his
most ambitious fancies, largely interested
in affairs of moment, in daily contact and
nightly intercourse with men of talent and
of financial brain, he finds it necessary to
| conform himself more to the dictates of
| customary guise. He wears high silk
hat, fashionably cut overcoat, and neatly
BACKED boots. His beard is more careful
ly trimmed, his mustache is lined la
mode, and he bears himself modestly as he
passes along the street. I recall the time
when his presence would have attracted
the attention of thousands of people, who
would have cheered him to the echo and
have followed him for miles. Now, as I
have said, it is rare that his countenance
attracts the eye of one who knows him.
TIE PATTI OF YESTERDAY AND TO-DAY.
Adelina Patti, when first saw her, in
1860, at a ball given in honor of the prince
Of Wales. in Montreal or Quebec, was a
dark-skinned, dark-eyed, black-haired girl,
plump as partridge, with beautiful teeth
and as full of the old harry as any girl of
eighteen ever met. As I saw her this
morning on Broadway, she is a matronly
lady with a charming expression on her
very beautiful face, woman of great per-
sonal dignity, conscious that her stature is
below the proper height and obviously en-
deavoring to make up for that deficiency
by perfectly erect and somewhat strained
carriage of body. Although it was not a
Geld day, Patti was dressed as she might be
in the depth of winter: Far be it from me
to attempt to describe what she wore on
her head, whether it was hat, or bonnet,
or poke, or scoop, or q Mother Hub
bar, can't tell you, but it was pretty
combination of red silk, guess, and black
lace, with long plume, the color of which
I don't remember, but the effect, as a
whole, was very pretty. Her exquisite fig
ure, which all these years have not changed
and which professional dissi cation has
failed to affect, was covered by a magnif-
| cent seal-skin cloak, dolman, 1 suppose
you cali it, which reached to the top of her
little boots, and there was trimmed by a
darker fur, the name Of which I cannot be
expected to give.
SIG. NICCOLINI-TAIR WORDS FOR THE DIVA.
Sig. Niccolini, her husband, was with her,
! an a right handsome fellow he is. Tall
and stately, his marked Italian visage
showing signs of age and of hard living,
but his bearing courtly and gallant in the
extreme. PATHS girlishness is not as
sumed; in other words, she does not play
| the kitten. Her exubsrance of manner is
perfectly natural, and she finds delight in
looking in the shop windows and seeing
the people as truly now as when she was
poor young girl, singing in lecture-rooms
and posing in concsrt-halls for the meager-
est of stipends. regard Patti as credit
to her sex, not only because she is phenom-
enally gifted and has improved her gift,
but because with all her wealth and with
temptations to which the ordinary woman
need never give thought, she bears her
self frankly to her friends and Loyalty to
the man she loves.
PAST STEWARDS COMMERCIAL PALACE.
But, as was saying, I started with the
intention of walking off my headache.
By the time reached Stewart's-poor old
Stewart-marble store on the corner of
Broadway and Ninth street, the pain had
nearly gone from the top of my head,
leaving, though, a clean-cut vestige at the
base of my alleged brain. That, I sup
pose, was the beer. was induced to think
of the unburied millionaire and to look at
his store because, after fifty years iof I'M
precedented success in this metropolis,
having made name known throughout
the commercial world as a synonym of
solidity, of shrewdness, and sagacity, never
having had sign upon any one of his
stores. To-day saw his old marble pala ce
disfgured by two huge brass signs. It
really seems as if Hilton and all that posi-
Stewart gang wanted to do their best to
traverse every pet whiin and caprice OF the
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