The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-01-17
GOTHAM GOSSIP.
Murray Hill Folk and Their Misery-Theat-
rical and Personal.

Murray Hill Folk and Their Misery-Theat-
rical and Personal.
New YORK, Jan. 10-It is pretty hard to
think that the winter season has Just begun
here, yet such is the fact. The weather has
been most disagreeable, and the walking
terrible. The snow which fell last week
departed with Saturday night, and until
last nights snow relieved it, life was becom-
ing a burden. For when New York is
dirty, she plays second fiddle to no city in
the Union.
Society is having its turn at the wheel,
and / tell you, the real, simon pure aristo-
cracy are having hard time of it.
How so?
D, well. you see, New York is chock full
of those went-to-bed- oor-and-got- up-rich
sort of people. and they play their money in
suit to re- probability every time; and, you
know there's nothing more CALLING than to
feel that your individual worth and mental
and moral calibre are being sized up by a
boor over the way with his stock .of trade
dollars. So the got-rich-and- iidn't-know- lit
people are just now worrying the life out of
the really hIgh-toned element with all man
ner ofinvitatlons and sycophantic attentions
hoping thereby TO creep into real respecta
bility.
There is good deal in aristocracy of the
real genuine sort after all Jay Gould, Van
deTbilt, Jim Bennett, and those who have
only dollars to recommend them, have no
more show in real up -rtendom in New
York than blind man has of solving the
fifteen puzzle without raised figures. And
it's q good thing, too, in this degenerate
decade of the MONDAY splendOr of the
nineteenth century," that a check is put
upon dollar responsibility. Grant has been
in chancery long time, and even now is on
probation. But Grant is not fool enough to
risk his chance, aud so keeps very quiet.
The way the ''shoddies" have for catching
the real is by the old style tea fight"
now called afternoons"
That is No. -, Fifth avenue, where Mrs.
Bank resides. She does not keep a barber
shop. That red and white awning denotes
this 10 be her afternoon Well 90 in. Ser
VI MT meets us at the door and bawls out the
names loud enough TO bring squad of po-
| lice to the spot.
The crush is terrible.
Third floor, 'front.'" yells my dusky
brother at the door.
"what, up three flights to deposit coat
and hat at an 'informal?"
Step this way" And coats on our arms
hat and cane in hand, we bow to our hostess
| and pass to the dining room TO greet
/ friends.
See that old lady? Face like lobster
and bare shoulders. looking for all the world
| like red heifer's hams?
Ughl
Well, she's a widow; forty IL a dav-fat
rich and was an honest, nobie-m:nded hard
working woman until her husband cured a
mans corns with the essence of something
and got rich on the patent he obtained for the
| boss corn eradlcator.
Yes. she's trying 70 get in,
Will she succeed?
She will if money will do it, but DOM
like her prospects. That's her son who's
arm she's breaking, and If she can only give
him away, with premium of half mil
lion. to the daughter OF some number one
family she II die happy.
Well, there's crush and crowd, and
what is the result?
That awning hides multitude of sins.
can tell you. The would-be-and-apparently