The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1884-08-16
THE BULLS AND BEARS.

Observations from the Gallery of the New
York Stock Exchange-Young Lady yis-
itors quiring for Vanderbilt and Gould
"A Busy Time.
The tiutter of pink ribbons and n
balmy odor of roses caused the waiting
messenger boys in the Wall street en-
trance to the Stock Exchange to hush
their noisy chatter for a moment. A
dozen pairs of eyes cast admiring
glances upon busting party of young
people who were about to climb the
long iron stairway. The party included
three vivacious young ladies and two
sedate young men. The ladies wore
bright spring costumes OF blue, and
pink, and olive, the charming effects of
which were heightened by profuse floral
adornmehts.
"Oh, my, what queer place -
'1snt it splendid"
Goodness, just hear the racket !"
Such were the CALCULATIONS that
escaped from feminine lips in quick
succession. One of the gentlemen led
the way to the visitors galleries with
the air of a person who had a proprie-
tory interest in the building. He was a
jaunty little man, with brisk, know
ing air. A bunch of pansies nestled in
the top button-hole of his cutaway coat
The viglant doorkeeper recognized in
him member of the Exchange to
whom fortune had been kind. The
squeeze in Lackawanna stock week
ago is said to have put cool $50, 900
into the pocket of this jaunty little
man.
A noise like the moaning of a gale
saluted the ears of the visitors when
they reached the top of the stairway.
1t grew louder as they advanced
through glass-floored vestibule
toward long, narrow corridor
partly open door at the left of the vesti-
bule revealed to the curious gaze of the
ladies large, square room, with high
pulpit desk on one side, with two hun
dred or three hundred seats arranged
in amphitheater fashion. Ten OF
twelve men were grouped around the
high desk. "Ihis is the bond room,"
the young broker explained. 'sAll
transactions in bonds are carried on
there, and the meetings of the govern
ing committee are also held in that
ROOM
The young ladies were impatient tc
find out from whence came the no &C.
Their iaunty chaperon led them the
entire length of the narrow corridor,
and, pushing open swinging leather
door, ushered the party into a small
gallery at the south end of the building
1t was two O'Clock p. m, and the place
was comfortably filled. The broker ell
bowed the strangers right and left, anC
placed his friends close up against the
front of the gallery, where they could
command an unobstructed view of the
great bridegroom. The roar o.
voices from below was incessant and
deafening The market happened tC
be fairly tive, and there were per
haps three hundred and fifty brokers or
the floor of the Elk mango. They were
divided up into groups of ten, twenty
and thirty persons each, and to the puz
zled spectators each group seemed t.
be striving to make more noise than it,
neighbor. Most of the men on the Hoo
were young-some mere boys in appear
ance. Here and there perhaps gray
beard might be seen, but nine-tenths o
the active brokers were apparently un
der forty years of age. A lew wer,
bare headed, and those who wore hat.
had them Tilted back on their heads a
though they were in the way. Tn,
more eXcitable men had also pushed
their coat sleeves up above their el
bows, and as they waved their arm
above the heads of their fellow brokers
the rafting of their cuff-buttons coult
almost be heard in the galleries.
1t was a curious and perpleXing sigh
as changeable as the shifting views o
a kaleidoscope, and as amusing at time
as mischievous boys at play. An eager
jostling crowd, drawn together in tn
street by some trivial accident, will in
variably form a picture of more or les
interest Here in the Stock Exchange