The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1882-06-09

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and in foggy weather or when there
is much ice about sometimes don't
run them at all, SO that a resident
of the island, doing business in New
York must be prepared to lodge at
a hotel or some hospitable friends
without any warning perhaps nine
nights, every year. At last the peo-
pie have kicked and started five
cent line, and they have found out
that they can keep the pot boiling
capitally for that rate and make
money too. 1t is a good example,
and may we'll be followed in more
important matters. .~t5sta. o.7.E
The way A. T. Stewards business
is melting away reminds one of
ice cream in sunshine. The sue
cessors to the man who made the
business a success have been adver-
tising immensely and getting rid of
lots of stuff at reduced rates. How
ever, as everything desirable was
bought up in blocks, the residue does
not attract the attention one would
suppose at first. sight. In fact the
matter does not seem to disturb the
trade here a particle. Such firm
as that Of Lord & Taylor, for in
stance, which long ago gathered the
cream of what was once Stewart's S
trade, has been steadily pursuing its
task of supplying the choicest fabrics
for the adornment of our leaders of
fashion, at its uptown headquarters,
while the rush at their dome e-crowned
edifce in Grand street has been
immense, and their out-of-town
trade, stimulated by their most in
teresting magazine, has been equally
satisfactory. 1t is wonderful house.
A Scotch imitator of Sam Patch
has been making sundry attempts to
show how neatly he can kill himself
by diving into the East river from
the Brooklyn Bridge, when the cur
rents are like whirlpool. On the
first occasion it was too cool and the
wind blew too strong. Afterwards,
the bridge workmen were instructed
not to let him in. After another
alleged attempt to pass the guard in
disguise the Diving Professor and
another national artist started off to
exhibit the latter swimming or wig
Cling across the river with hands and
feet tied. That didn't work worth
a cent and the fraud had to. be
rescued, while thousands of specta.
tors were properly sold.
The great Jumel estate has been
sold. The old mansion in the mid
die was the home of George Wash
ington's first love and afterwards his
headquarters, and after that again
belonged to the widow of Aaron
Burr. The late Emperor of the
French, forseeing the grand bounce
he got, wanted to buy it to make
little Paris and home for delapi
dated Bonapartes. But the wal
with Germany caught him before his
negotiations were completed, and
he and a clique of New York
schemers who expected to make
quite little pile in the operation
were disappointed. The old home
| is full of interesting relics and ro-
mantle stories of all kinds, and is
even inhabited, according to some
peoples yarns, by George Washing
ton's ghost. Part of the estate con-
sisted of property in Broadway near
Wall street, and sold for SII5 foot
at auction, the largest price ever
paid for land in the United States,
and not often exceeded in London
Several yacht clubs opened their
season on Decoration Day, and it
will be grand summer, every one
says, for amateur sailors. The ia.
nous old Julia, George Steers
masterpiece, is coming down to try
conclusions with the modern cracks,
and it will be interesting to note
whether new tangled ideas are i'm.
movements on the old. Some oI
the veterans seem to think not.
The catamarans, however, though
not exactly commodious enough fol
a voyage round the world, can show
their heels to the best of the sloops
cutters and schooners, and at every
friendly match are to be seen sport
ing around among the slower-goinl
craft like frisky puppies round :
person of corpulence and shor
wind. And still faster than th'
catamaran is that mysterious craft
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