The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1883-10-06
A MnLIoNAIRE's MEANNEss.
A Decd or A. II. Stewards Doing.
Hcw He was Remembered.
[Joe Howard in Boston Herald.l

tJoe Howard in Boston Herald
A very unpleasant story Is told of Stewards
dealing with the man whe furnished tho mar
BILE. According to report, the contract was
made for a certain price. 1t was during the
hard times, when everybody was scraping
and worrying, and the contractor soon found
that he was not only not going to make
money by the operation, but was likely to
lose everything he had. He laid the facts be-
fore Mr.. Stewart, who coolly replied that he
had nothing to do with that; that. if affairs
had gone in another direction, SO that the
contractor would have made treble or quad
ripple what his anticipation was, he, stewart
would have been no way benefited, but would
have been bound by his contract. Later on
the contractor came to him and told him that
he had spent every dollar he had and he had
yet much to do. Whereupon Stewart said
that he would advance him the money upon
a mortgage, and did so.
The man went on and completed his agree
ment, and then, never dreaming that Mr..
Stewart cared to hold the quarry, went to
him hoping to be thanked and have things
made easy, instead of which Mr.. Stewart
told him he must have either his money or
the quarry. Tn contractor told his wife of
it, and she said: "Why, nonsense, Mr..
Stewart cannot be such a man as that. 1
will go down with your They went to-
Seh oAAI Is NNC bOHoAP ulls MI. oDtWnTIS
response to the womanly interest of her
husband was so brutal that the man fell dead
in the office. How much truth there is in
that story l do not know, but it is very gen.
orally believed, and l have heard it in many
places. If it is true, it is simply an ~illustra-
ton of the fact that with Mr.. Stewart at all
times and in all places business was business,
what he gave he gave, what he loaned he
loaned, but what he advanced on a mortgage
he held unless the money was repaid.
1t is well known that Mrs. Stewart was
very fond of their old home on Fifth avenue,
and gorgeous as the new one is, regal in its
port, sumptuous in its adornment and won
derful in its convenience, the Stewards in it
passed no happy days. Hardly had they
moved in when the sapping of the old mans
nature began, terminating in that imposing
ceremony which bore his cofined bones TO the
c~hurchyard so soon thereafter desecrated-
and, by the way, l wonder if anybody knows
or cares w@~Te the old mans bones are. [
never wiz brget, il l live to the age of
Methaselah. coming TO the bulletin board of
The Commercial Advertiser as l was walking
up Fulton street, and seeing it surrounded by
a laughing, hilarious crowd, who read upon
it the announcement that thieves had stolen
Stewards body during the preceding night.
There was not a word of sympathy, of regret.
or anything but a kind of amused "glad-of-
it." and tho g~rinning faces of all sorts and
conditions of men over hat frightful and,
when you come to think of it, terrible piece
of news, are perhaps the best comment upon
the reputation which the dead merchant ZEN
joyedh among the people at large who know
nothing OF him personally.