Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1884-02-10
NEW YORK GOSSIP.
Secretary TsIIs's Amusing Adventure With
a Bunko Steerer-Recolieet ons Of
Wall Street, the Lambs and
the Lions. Gould and
keeae.

New GoRS, FEBRUARY 8.-Generai
Grant will never be q well man again:
| doubt il he will ever again go out OF
tue house. | called there yesterday, by
previous arrangement, but found him
quite unable to see anybody. l walked
through the great marble f1oored hall,
willie waiting for the message, into the
bijou of q reception room, with its
eOvpy table and It's ivory carved orna-
ments, q great bronze japanese kettle
Oh the shelf, an enormous turtle climb
ing up the watl-no, a closer inspection
sh, VS. him hung there by the under
shell, the upper shell polished ike
mirror, the creatures skin at the side
tanned and painted and bestrung with
ribbons, while the vital creature himself
had been dug out and turned into heay-
cnly soup, and in his place now stick
the latest newspapers; into the long
drawing room, bejeweled with lovely
silver baskets from Vienna, rare stands
from Constantinople, enormous vases
OF bronze, big enough to cook cali,
from Yokohama, faience ware and
clock of ormolu, trophies and trlnkets
from around the welcoming world.
The comes the servant again: Gen.
ersl Grant did not sleep minute last
night. The only sleep he gets now is
little cat. maps in the daytime. 1t Is
mostly pain that keeps him awake.
His diet has become rigidly simple.
Indeed, he has little appetite for auy-
thing. am seriously afraid that our
most distinguished citizen has been
seen in public for the last time.
Teller and the Bunco steerer.
/ observe that an enthusiastic Iowa
paper nominate II. NJ. Teller, Secretary
of the Interior, Cor President. be
would make good executive ofhoer,
but Colorado is rather too far west TO
capture the nomination. While here
last week In the Presidents train, the
secretary was picked up by a bunco
steerer, though l observe that he hasn't
published the fact. He was strolling
down Broad way making careful ex.
animation CT the shop windows, very
like rustic, when young fellow
stepped briskly up to him, seized him
fervently by the hand and cried: Glow
are you, Colonel Breckenridge? | am
delighted to see you. How are all the
folks in LouIsville?"
THAT isn't my name or my home"
said the now thoroughly wide-awake
cabinet minister; lit seems to Inc you
must have made a mistake"
You look enough like him ID be his
brother" said the b. g., sadly hauling
of.
"No doubt" said the wondering Sec
rotary; "but you are losing you time
fooling around me; you'd better go for
some other game"
Ard the swindler suddenly VANISHED,
without extending his apology, 81
thought OF impaling him with my un-
brella," said the secretary, in speaking
OF it, "5ut there would be no glory in
killing such fool as that"
Wall Street Revisited.
A year or SO ago, when / left Wall
street, and announced in these papers
that this place had the dry rot, and mad
St en- its best days for half century,
was answered with derision. Brokers
and dealers said "sour grapes" and
went on with their "puts,n "caIls" and
"straddles." "Dry rot?" piped a thin,
pale man with dim collar and dirty
cuffs, yesterday, as l entered one OF my
old haunts in Wall street after nearly
two years absence. "Dry rot! 1t was
quick consumption And this hollow
voiced spectre which had been q lion,
here pressed dirty cuff up his sleeve
and moved about to the shady side Of
the shop where the light would not
fail so heavily on his pitiful figure. Oh,
how this lion used, in the old days, to
feed upon US "lambs," laugh at our
calamity, and mock when fear fell upon
us. And he is only one Of whole army
of cripples- mental, moral and physical
cripples-that limps about the old bat
tle-fields Of Wall street. helpless, hope
less, without pay or pension.
Dlspidation is over the place as well
as the men. 1t was almost impossible
to hire the humblest sort Of all Office in
the old days of splendOr there for money
or for love. But now the signs ito let"
sre pitted go thickly over these same
doors that they suggest smallpox. We,
tie lambs, / begin to see, suffered least
after all. For when our money and
cOuceit were no more land fortunately.
this took the majority OF us nearly two
years ago, We, very much humbled,
quite ashamed of ourselves, shorn to
the skin, feeling sheepish indeed, stole
we could 90 to work unseen and let our
wool grow.
But the brokers, the traders-the men
who knew 1t all, and laughed so merci-
l. ssly at us Glands " have still fingered
there. They are still there, numbers Of
them, dying, starving, making mean
and miserable end of it. One would
have thought them the grandest lot of
fellows on top Of land. Not so. They
nave met their merited fate in cow
ardIy and whimpering fashion. Some
few blew their own heads off; q dozen
or two hid away in Europe as agents
and the like for more fortunate specula-
tons; two absconded with treasures;
hundreds still hang helpless around the
old baunts. They will die there. / am
told that three OF this once famous force
have turned "bunco men," and may be
met with almost daily on Broadway
waiting for hayseed countrymen. Not
ore, so far as know, has gone to work.
some RecoIIections OF Wall street In
Its Glory.
! had been sent to Wall street to write
up some facts for London publishing
house; but finding il hard to gel at the
heart Of the mysteries, and finding il
almost impossible to keep track Of fiuc
tuations or remember one stock from
another, resolved to buy little some
thing, just for flyer" I bought Wa
bash, as it bad hOmelike sound TO me.
found that after had bought q couple
Of hundred shares of stock / conld re.
member ii very well for good while,
and so very soon had great deal OF
stock on MY hands which to this day l
have not forgotten. AS heard nearly
every one cursiDg Jay Gould up hill
and down, in all the wild delight and
excitement of these wonderful days Of
wealth, took great interest In him,
looked at the mans tremendous work
In tying together old roads and making
new ones, noticed his industry, his sim.
pie sober life, and came to the conclu-
sion that he was entirely great, posi-.
bly, good. And so 1t came about that
named him "The New Napoleon"
This led to our acquaintance. / have
since been unable to decide In my own