Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-10-19
FORTY TIMES nfILLIoNAIREss.
The Wsll-Street Queen Who Does Not
Fear Gould and Vanderbilt.

The Wall-Street Queen Who Does Not
Fear Gould and Vanderbilt.
A deal Of Misrepresentation, says the
New York Times, gets into print about
woman whose Wall-street connections
have made her conspicuous, who is cred
tied with available funds to the agreeable
amount of 1000, 900, who has made her
husband-once comparatively poor man
"a power in financial circles, and who, it
IS asserted, on two occasions rescued
keene and once Jay Gould from impend-
ing disaster. She is known by a Wall
street sobriquet. In an out-of-tOWn week
ly paper not long ago / read a story as
Stunning to impart a vast deal of informa-
ton about her. In a rOllicking, poetic
way there were fragrant tributes to the
lavish attire Of the Queen" and descrip-
tions of fashionable dress goods which
would have painted the court of ancient
Sheba in the deepest sort of an emerald
jealousy. This was all the veriest hum
bug. The fact is that the s'QueenD of
Wall street, for there is such a parsonage,
wears clothes that might give an upward
turn to the nose Of the pie woman round
your corner. 1t has been my privilege to
get little closer view perhaps of her
domestic relations than most people have
enjoyed. i congratulate my sex that the
be man. A fortune Of a million or so
inherited from an old New Highlander of
whaling renown was the capital that
shrewd woman took into Wall street. Her
ventures were bold and invariably she
won. The biggest men in the market were
glad to secure her as an ally. She had
the best Of all recommendations fat
bank account. To magnates she was able
to dictate terms. Jay Gould's
schema her GphnDnn Ghn
risked nothing upou the rise and
fall Of figures manipulated by
other fingers. She could do her own ma
nipulating, and she did. ''Sure thingsr
were what she wanted and what she got
The Wall street instinct of pushing for
ward with buzz-saw breastworks never
animated any operator more relent-
lessly. Let those who didn't want torn
fingers stand aside. The buzz-saw kept
going. This was not world for gushing,
but for business. And lots of people dis
covered that the motto meant all that 1t
seemed. Profits piled on profits, till now
those who claim to have means of knoWl-
edge, estimate her wealth at two-score
millions. But shrewdness in big affairs
developed into mania which bred a stin-
giness not short Of meanness in little
things. So altogether remarkable are
some OF the stories told of this 40 times
millionairess that | have been almost
afraid to write them. Readers might smile
out their doubts, though my authorities are
persons whose truthfulness never heard
anybody question; and there can be no
doubt of this fact-they have had
chance, if anybody has, to know what
they talk about. Here is a trio Of charac-
teristic stories: Her child was suffering
from disease which threatened lasting
lameness and perhaps death. She sought
a doctor whose name is familiar to every
reader Of the New York Times. and the
boy was treated and placed in fair way
to recovery. One day Wall street man
dropped into the physicians office as
mother and child went out. The doctor
was inclined to chat. The sad case of the
couple just departing had worked him
into sentimental mood. A poor woman,
a suffering child, had so appealed to his
sympathies that rich patients had been
obliged to wait while he wrought out re-
lief for these who had not the wherewith-
al to pay.
you can't imagine" he said, show
much good it really does a callous old fell
low to meet a case like that. POUNDS,
man, feel twenty years younger for
being able to do this one act of charity.
and the poor woman was So"
''Poor wOmanv calculated the new
caller. "Charity be hanged! That woman
has simply been playing with you as she
PLAYS with everybody else on this hemis- |
phere. She's the richest woman in Amer
ica."
The doctor got his 90 years right back. |
Here is more economy from the same
source. A little light-haired daughter
was promised SUNDAY hat" 1t was an !
ancient sunbonnet when she got it, and
around the inner rim was sewn long line
of dangling black curls for ornamental
ton. The contrast between the child's !
natural blonde tresses and this unique
trimming might not have commended it.
self to the supercritical artist, but there
was this in its favor-the curls had been
in the family for a couple of generations
or so. 1t shall never be urged, how
ever, against any heroine-this choice
product of advanced womanhood
in the nineteenth century,
that she stinted her offspring to seek
luxuries for herself. Her self-sacrifices
stand out boldly. A country house comes
into her possession. 1t is decided to cut
off city expenses by a summer residence
there. The mornings are chilly. The
family owns Ratchet. Goodbye to the
front door steps and the miniature piazza.
So was non-prOductive OrnamentatIOn
frOwned down upon. So was saved a bill
for kindling wood. And this woman has
100000. She Is not the figure of
French romance. She tells the time by
old Trinity's clock on six days of every
VCnpE fhrOI1 ObO1If tho