The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1885-10-10

off triumphantly with her prize, and /
dare say, to-day, would not part with It
for thousand. A magnificent illustra-
ton of that trite old adage, Fools and
their money are soon parted" An old
gentleman has been busily engaged for
many years in making collection of
tenders; he has about eight hundred of
different patterns and esteems himself
the luckiest man in New York, because
no other person has as fine collection
as himself, and If he should die to-mor-
row the chances are ten to one that the
whole lot might find its way to junk
shop.
Idropped into Castle Garden to see
how the immigrants were cared for by
our benevolent EmigrantC Commissioners.
Warnings were everywhere, in high
Dutch and low Dutch, Danish, Finnish.
Swedish, Russian, Italian, German,
Hungarian, Polish and English. 1t
warned emigrants against purchasing
anything outside the Garden, and as
sured them that the prices of all kinds
Of food were fixed by the Commissioners
of Emigration; and, if they were, the
Commissioners of Emigration are the
most magnificent set of swindlers to be
found in New York, or anywhere else,
A two-pound can of corned beef costs at
the stores, twenty cents, al retail, and as
these men buy it considerably less, yet
they charge the poor emigrant thirty
cents pound for corned beef that costs
them eight, and forty cents for ham that
costs them ten or twelve; sixteen cents
for loaf of bread that they could buy
outside the Garden for one-half. Every
thing is farmed out and the poor emf
grant is squeezed to death by the plum
! derers.
The Jesse Hoyt will case drags its
slow length along, and the hungry law
yers are fast consuming the ill-gotten
estate. 1t actually seems as il the curse
of the Almighty rested upon the ill-got-
ten gold of most of our dead and dying
millionaires. Vanderbilt, after piling
up hundred millions, is hardly laid in
his coffin before his children are tearing
each other to pieces for his gold, and
the horrible skeleton behind the door is
exhibited to the public gaze. Garrison,
| Stewart, Dan Drew, Jesse Hoyt--all
their accumulations piled mountains
| high-seem to have a curse resting upon
them which will not pass away. 1t is q
shocking revelation in the Hoyt will
case. The daughter curses her old
father on his death-bed, and he in re-
venge thrusts her into a mad-house.
The heiress of millions is dragged shrek
ing through the streets by a policeman
like drunken tramp, and is only saved
from disgracefnl imprisonment by the
| intervention of influential friends. The
representative of one OF our oldest, rich
est and most respectable families is a
wild and reckless drunkard, and hides
his weakness in the seclusion of his
magnificent yacht, where for weeks at a
time he lies drunk as Lord.
No, no, my young friend Money is a
good thing to have, but it Is not every
thing. 1t will not give you health, it
will not bring you content, and it has
the faculty Of getting out of the way at
the very moment you need it most. If
you doubt 1t come to New York. Twill
take you to houses rich in everything
but the peace OF. mind which the poor
| hod-carrier enjoys when after his hard
days work he stretches himself on a
| bare floor and sinks into the sweet sound
sleep that money cannot buy.
There was a rich man of blessed men,
ory in New York, Frederick Marquand,
who died a couple of years ago, but he
! left behind him benefaction to the
Young Mems Christian Association of
Brooklyn, which has earned his name a
| right to registry on the Lambs Book of
Life. For generations to come young
men, homeless and friendless, will have
cause to bless his name. He was indeed
steward of whom his Majesty will be
proud upon the Judgment day. All
honor to Frederick Marquand.
Our hotels are full; our theatres
booming, and our churches seem un-
commonly prosperous. Trade is pulling
up and politics are seething. Nobody
counts on defeat. Everybody is going
to be elected, consequently everybody is
happy. BROADBRIM.