The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1885-07-30
Special Correspondence Tn,.Yigenc<r.

New YoRK, July 81, 1886.
The wisest men confess their IL ability
to discover "a silver lining to the cloud"
that overhaugs the business community
and threatens disaster. Down on Wall
Street, brokers are standing around with
their hands idle waiting for customers
who do not come, or are specializing on
each other TO aecure!the picayune profits
that will pay days expenses. The
banks ale flush with. money and eager to
loan it for one Fer cent per annum, but
there are no borrowers. Railroads and
steamships are lighting for travel rents
have come down to keep pace with re.
duced incomes, aud even the favored class
who clip coupons are bowling to ",he
wind that tempers, the shorn lamb"
The newspapers are full Of the wants"
Of the unemployed, and shop.keepers
are literally giving away their goods.
You can buy pawn tickets that represent
the saddest of life histories, for a song,
and the streets abound in tramps whose
only bedroom is the park or open door.
way.
Nevertheless, there is brighter side
to the picture. Material being cheap
and labor abundant, many local improve.
ments are in progress. New streets are
being cut in the upper part o. the city (;
the waste places are filling up; the
Elevated railroads have given an impetus
to speculation in real estate, and the men
who used to drop their money iu ,;Taii
Street, are now investing in eight and
ten story apartment houses.
THE BROADWAY II. r.
After years of turmoil, Broadway has
ct last suecumbed to the rails and we are
enjoying new sensation and con-
venience. The withdrawal of the
omnibusses has proved a blessing, and
that the business Of the merchants along
the street will be increased is doubtless
true; but after all, the old New Yorker
can't help exclaiming poor Broadway
What with the tearing up of her pave.
ment every month or two, the laying iof
pipes for gas, steam and water, and the
prospect of tunnel at no distant day,
her old-time glory has departed. The
wage workers have taken possession
below 14th street, and fashionable society
now plants its furbelows above Union
and Madison Squares. J.
A DEATH TRAP.
There Is one feature of the new road
which bids fair to prove dangerous. In
the haste, Of laying the tracks, they we're
placed so near each other that the space
between, passing cara is less than the
diameter of stout persons body land
whoever carelessly gets off on the wrong
side is liable to be caught, twisted around,
and thrown under the wheels. There is
a probability that heavy damages will be
paid to some sufferer in the near future,
and that the Courts will order q wider
interval between the rails, which will
require the tearing up of half the struct.
ure.
AN OLD SOLDIERS STORY.
The undercurrents of life in the Metrop-
oils frequently afford strange incidents.
One of these come to my notice the other
day while sitting in @ restaurant. An
old gentleman entered and occupied q
vacant ,eeat opposite. After giving his
order he entered into conversation with
the ease and grace of we'll travelled
man of the world. His hair was white
and his rnonstache and imperial trimmed
q Ia militaire. The figure was small, but
compact and supple, and be looked, what
he was, every iuch an old soldier.
It turned out that he WAS q FIenchman
who has passed the seventy. eighth year
of his age, and the greater part of whose
life had been spent in the army. A
graduate of the military school of st.
Cyr, he was sent as a young lieutenant TO
Africa, where he engaged in the cam.
paign against Alb del Kadel. On the
breaking out of the Crimean War he
went with his regiment of Zouaves To
Sebastopol, and was one of the daring
band who scaled the wall of the Mala.
ioff. Here he was wounded. but made a
captain for his gallantry, and at the close
of war, transferred to another department.
of the army. Here again, at Solferino,
Sadowa, and other great battles, and
still later in the Franco-Prussian War,
he followed the tri. color, and was with
that portion of the French columns
which marched to the defence of Paris,
and wreated the city from the hands of
the Commune. Franco having become
quiet, he followed hia son to America,
ard in 1861, threw down his pen as q
journalist, and offered his sword to the
land of his adoption. He was appointed
to assist In the organization and drilling
Of the new regiments and subsequently
was ordered to the field, where he was
promoted to the lieutenant colonelcy of
Pennsylvania regiment. He fought
until the end, was wounded three or four
times, and after the gar was honorably
discharged but, like many another brave
fellow, without solitary resource for e
livelihood. Meanwhile, his sou had been
killed in battle, his wife had died, and
to cap the climax of his misfortuncs, q
second wife, young aud attractive,
skipped his rsnche" and left him homo.
less. In this predicament, he managed
to secure small news route In the upper
portion of the city, sold papers and
magazines, and gradually enlarging his
business, now employs number of car.
riers, and has un income, lie AYERS, of
from $2500 to $4,000 D year.
The cid gentleman was as chirpy as a
boy, and no one would suspect that he
had passed through half D dozen wars.
been SCARED by bullets and bayonets,
and had enough romance in his career
TO make q book.
AN ENTERPRIs1NG PooT.BLACK.
A brother Journalist yesterday related
the following incident which Is worth
publishing as lesson to boys. Ten
years ago, he picked upin the tvestibule
ST the New York HTdM 6fice, on a
stormy winter night, d little six year old
child who was fast asleep behind the
stairway. He had fai!ed TO sell his