The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1883-09-01
THE VANDERBILTS,
The Rude. Coarse millionaire and His Ac-
cOmplished Wife.

The Rude. Coarse millionaire and His Ac-
complished Wife.
Saratoga Letter in Chicago News
1t is Mr.. Vanderbilts way to be very
brusque and rude He speaks to but very
few people. Very few try to address him.
tie seems to take pleasure in stalking about
modify from one hotel to another, where he
is stared at, and constantly pointed out as
Vanderbilt. His wife is very sensible-ook-
ing lady, who does not look much over forty.
she is dark, stout, and quite tall. She dresses
with extreme plainness and is very unas-
Stunning. She is the most popular of the
ladies' in the Vanderbilt families. She care
fully avoids all display, and in this differs
materially from Mrs William X. Wander
bllt. The latter is Southern woman, and
rather given to showing off the money of the
family. 1t was she who planned and carried
out the great reception given last winter.
The other night l saw Mrs. William H.
Vanderbilt walking down the piazza at the
States, accompanied by her husband. She
wore plain black silk walking-dress, with a
SOFT white shawl about her shoulders. Her
hair was twisted into simple coil high upon
the back of her head. She walked with an
easy grace, rare in this day of French heels.
by the side of her freshness and lady-like
inquire, the husband looked very plain, if not
coarse. William III. has times of being very
careless about his dress This night he had
been out driving in a plain black frock suit
OF not the best possible fit. 1t was covered
with dust, and on the right knee of the
trousers there was patch of mud that had
been rubbed in. He had taken no truble to
remove this dirt or to change his clothes
since coming in from the drive, walking
about in the elegantly dressed crowd with
his usual stolid indifference to every thing
and every one. They say Vanderbilt's sons
are really very fine fellows, and are much
smarter than their father. All this is easy
to believe when you see the splendid-look-
ing mother. She is more than a balance
for the natural coarseness of the Vanderbilt
stock.
Mr.. Vanderbilt has one particular friend.
His name is Dewey. Dewey is a thorough
man of the world. He is of medium size
and dark. He never read book in his life
he knows all about horses, is a very close
mouthed man, and a most excellent card
player He has plenty of money, and has no
tavors to ask of Vanderbilt. The two play
cards together a great deal, When Dewey
loses he pays with the same oomposure as
when he gains. So, in going on in this quiet,
unobtrusive way with Vanderbilt, he often
picks up an important point on the market.
1t is said that he is worth at least 80, 900, 000
the greater part of which he has picked
up in his intimacy with Vanderbilt,
without the latter losing cent Dewey got
his original capital from Tweed. He held
the same relation to Tweed, before the down
fall of the Boss, that he now holds to Van
derbilt. Here is man who has planned his
fortune and made it from the skillful friend
ship he has built up with two very powerful
men. The old keeper of Tweed, after his
final arrest, is here, and is pointed out to
everyone. He is a pale red-faced Irishman,
with very sharp features, blue eyes, thin
Tipped mouth, with white hair and sharp
white beard. He walks about nearly as much
an object of interest as when Tweed was the
great topic OF the day.