Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-10-28

| cions Of the gayest of all the song-birds until
the long piazza echoed with applause.
"Come here,n said Castlereagh.
The dwarf advanced.
"Here is e5 for you"
t'Five poun6sI" said the dwarf
"It is $225 in our money" said the ex-mayor,
| with effusion.
| In the group about Castlereagh at the time
| there was at least dozen millionaires Were
they TO be outdone by this lord in rewarding
| this dwarf who had so royalty amused thems
| Then The crisp bills came ont with an osten-
| tatious flourish. One loyalN ew York broker
saw Castlerea chs S25 and went S25 better
| The bankers and brokers showed that they,
! too, could have as much contempt for money
as any lord.
There is 10 knowing how much the whistler
got out of the crowd. He whistled and
twittered in great excitement as the bills
! showercd down upon him.
Then he stepped back into the shadow of
the tree and the nightingale's song began
again further off, and then fainter and
fainter, until the dwarf had disappeared in
| the darkness of side street.
The colored man appeared at occasional in
| tervals, always reaping rich harvest. Cas-
| tlereagh always gave him e5 whenever tie
dwarf trilled the song of the nightingale.
Another hight Cas.lereagh went over to
| the club-house followed by rich admirers
To g beggar at the door lie gave 80, saying
it was an old gamblers custom to insure his
| luck The crowd with him initiated his ex-
| ample with, Ierhaps, ncs so much lavish
ness. He never awakened suspicion by
asking any Of his friends to play. He al
ways went to the roulette table and played
always for heavy stakes. One night he lost
| $4,000 without showing the slightest change
of countenance. 1t was the same when he
was winning Men who had never gambled
| in their lives r-ere tempted to venture their
| money in the distinguished company Of Cas-
| tlereagh. n one ever presumed to call him
| by this name. He insisted his name was
Brown, and would answer to nothing else.
He was apparently the great friend of
every street character. There was street
violinist who used to play love-sick airs near
| one Of the rear porches where lovers used to
walk, who received a good deal of attention
from CastleTe',gh.
Then when he went out TO walk he never
failed to drop money in the box of anold
woman who sat with wheezy ACCORDION in
her lap, chanting hymns in a gritty bass
voice. The Old lady was on hill next 70
hotel where ministers and religious people
stayed
''Safe, safe on the other Shore" grunbles
the old woman, as the pennies from the pious
| rattle in her box.
Two days ESQ I met a man who knew Lord
Castlereagh. Lis explanation Of this pecu-
liar character is very amusing. The man
who told me about him is Arthur Gordon,
an English detective, who was sent to
Montreal in search Of an escaped London
forger Mr. Gordon did not sue
coed in capturing his man. He came
to Saratoga in trace Of him. l first saw Cor
don when he came up and accostod Castle
REACH as if he had met an old acquaintance.
The latter seemed to be very much confused,
and apparently made some very tame replies
to TIE chatting inquiries put to him. Castle
reagh at the time happened 20 be alone.
They soon separated, and 1 overlook Cor
don. l asked him IL he knew the man with
whom he had just been talking.
eyes, know him, was his reply.
'Who is hep
''3Fho does he say he isg"
Gle does not say. He says his name is
Brown"
''That is right. Thomas Brown, of London.
4 very rum old chap, but very clever"
| ''In what way is he SO cleyerg'
After some persuasion, Mr.. Gordon told
Browns story. Lord Castlereagh was the pres
ident of a joint stock company of street beg
| CARS and singers He had organized an asso-
ciation of street attractions; some he had
| brought with him from England and some
he had picked up in this country. He visited
all the watering places and gambling resorts
| Of the civilized world with his attractions.
He would stay in the background in his great
role Of an English lord incog and direct the
money to his special beggars. Brown is an
old actor and very careful He always pays
| his bills, and never says he is anything but
Brown. He has q way Of building up a be-
! lief in his lordship that is most artistic.
| F'Was the nightingale whistler in his en-
ployg"
| eyes; he has had him for two years"
| "And the melancholy violin player."
dyes; he is from Rome"
"And the good old lady with the ACCORDION,
who sings psalns!"
"She! She IS a character. I won't tell you
how good she is. She is from Bristol, Eng
land. She is always placed near the religious
people Her age and her singing of hymns
in feeble, pla ntive voice, has made her very
profitable. Brown, too, is in the pay of the
| gambling houses. His grand way of losing
money there yoa now can easily under
stand.n
Eyes; but what an original hu1nbug."
eyes, fancy he is pretty clever, even
among you keen Yankees. But he robs no.
body outright, you know, and law cannot
touch him.
t'Lord Castlereagh" left Saratoga yesterday
for Lenox, Mass. The dwarf, too has disap-
peared. One or two Of his people remain to
pick up the scattered remnants of the dying
season.
Finding the Hidden Fortune Buried
By an Eccentric Cid Man.
New York Sun
81 have been sent for very often in my
time" said an elderly detective, ''to search
for money concealed by eccentric people.
There was more of this hiding away of cash
forty years ago than there is now, owing,
probably, to the doubtful character of some
of the old savings banks.
"Some fifteen years ago. went up to a
farm house in Orange county, at the request