Savannah morning news., 1886-06-20

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SOME NEW WORKERS
find it very difficult to kill time. Take
GOncourt st. Martin for instance. When
his valet walked him at noon on saturday
the first thing that that distinguished and
heavy.eyed young club man did was to
kick viciously at bis man. Failing to
reach him he pursued the assault by
peevishly heaving a pillow at the smug-
vIsaged English servitor. Tdis exercise
brought M. GoncOurt st. Martin in sit
ting posture In bed. He rubbed his eyes,
cOughed and glared at his lackey.
"Whad y wake me for, y houndr he
growled thickly.
"You told me to call you at twelve,
sir"
THAT'S fine reason, that is" said the
master with great sarcasm. ST l told
you to eat your head l s'pose you'd do 1t,
wouldn't you~
"Yes, sir.o
"Wel, go eat it," With this the son
and heir of millions dived heavily into his
! pillow again, while the valet busied him.
| self about the apartment. Mean while
/ Mr.. GOncourt st. Martin slowly began TO
remember that he had an engagement to
! breakfast at l O'Clock with some En-
glIsh friends at DelmOnico's. For the
half hour following this return of memory
the apartments OF the Young bachelor were
in state of bowling confusion, from
which the master emerged at l O'Clock
with rather shaky step, but Otherwise
quite in his usual form. His six hours of
sleep mad left his face bit palllG and his
eyes looked decidedly ''off," but his attire
was absolutely correct to the tips of his
well glOved fingers and the points of his
vanished boots. A big red rose on bis
coat accentuated his pallor, but his spirits
as he stroled into Delmonico's we're as
equable and calm as ever. The breakfast
was washed down by five kinds of wine,
and at . O'Clock the Englishmen bade
goodbye to the New Yorker who had en-
tertained them literally during their stav
here, and Mr.. GOrcOurt St. Martin jumped
into his trap which was waiting at the
door and went spinning down TO Sleeps
head Bay. Here he fell in with scores OF
other accurately dressed, solemn and un-
emotional club men who talked English
racing slang and played the races pluck
lily. Mr.. st. Martin made several heavy
plunges. When fremont started off ten
lengths behind the other horses he carried
a very tidy sum Of Mr.. Concourt St. Mar
tins money on his graceful back. 1t was
the worst start of season of mistakes
and most of the hackers of the fleet two
year-old held their breath. Every body
supposed that fremont was gone, but the
wonderful colt ran like the wind and
landed winner in spite of the heavy handi-
cap. Not a muscle OF the young club
mans face moved during the excitement
and he took his winnings as calmly as he
paid mis- losses on the next race. AT 7
O'Clock that evening he aliRhted at his
apartments, took a stiff drink OF absinthe
and brandy, and underwent the heavy la
Dor of assuming evening dress. Half an
hour later he sat at the mead of a table at
which three other men were dining with
the air OF funereal depressiOn which per-
meates this particular set of New Workers.
Mr.. st. Martin drank hard and talked
little. What he said mainly was that the
old Puritan was the fastest Yacht atioat
and he was ready to 90 four figures on it
at any time. His face had lost its pallor
and his eyes grew bright. His shirt front
was p'eated, his tie plain black silk and
the only jewelry he displayed beside the
gold buttons on his white waistcOat was
a single caps-eye stud in his shirt bosom.
AT NINE O'CLOCK SOMEBODY SUGGESTED
the Madison Square Theatre and the party
OF men left the club slowly and drIfted
into box at "Prne Carl" Tney did not
smile at Mansfeld's clever mimicTy, but
leaned back IN their chairs looking more
al the audience than the stage and stroll
ing out religiously after every act to the
Hoffman House bar. They forgot to 90
hack for the last act, but went around to
the Racquet club on Sixth avenue instead
and played pool. The game was becom-
ing interesting by a little money that was
risked by the PLAYERS when the glare
in the sky and the rattle and clash
of the engines called their attention to the
big fire in the Forty second street depot.
They threw their cues on the table, order
ed ha1sOms aud within five minutes We're
bowling toward The scene of the cOnfa-
grafton. All clubd was there, but Mr..
GOncOurt and his friend cluug together
until they bad rented a room on the top
story OF tenement house on Tenth ave-
nue. which commanded a good view of the
fire. The steVedOre who occupied the
room accepted ten dollar bill with many
thanks and went out In the street with
his family while the quartet Of elaborate
ly attired young men drew the rickety
chairs TO the windows after glancing Gu.
riously around the room, lighted fresh
cigars and sat complacently staring at
the fire until 3 O'clock. At that particu-
lar hour the youngest man in the parry
suggested food at the Stuffed club-a
queer all night restaurant on upper Broad
way. The place happens to he the craze
Of the moment among certain lot Of
FOUNDERS VINO will leave DelmOnicO's to
60 and eat beans and wheat cakes at the
"Stuhed,' as 10 is tamil arly called, at any
time. M0re hansOms and in short time
lne cluO men were tdkiHE supper IN
cheap little room surrounded by gam
blers, hackmen and women of shady rep
utations. At O'clock they were seated
around a card table in "club" in Thirty
first street playing a stiff game OF poker.
/ They played six jack pots by daylight and
then after fixing mp the losses and gains
they slowly drlted apart.
/ "see you tomorrow" Mr.. GOncOurt St.
/ Martin said as he nodded a gOOG-bye to
. fri. Of ~
and climbed into a waiting cab. Then
he added to himself in a querulous tone:
"Gad! how stupid the town has grown.
! | must run across the water for n " lille.
| thought the day would never end"
AMOS J. CUMMINGS AND BLAKELY HALL.
AIMEE AND THE BALDHEADs.