The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1886-12-11
BrOadbrim'S New York Letter.

and profit by stroll up Broadway this
sunny afternoon as from any other source
Let us try it. The Stock Board has closed.
and Wall Street is gradually being emptied
into broadway. Trinity chimes three, and
hundreds of young messengers are darling
hithcr and thithpr. Who can tell the i'm
port with which these messages are freight
ed? To some they carry ruin; to some hope;
to some fortune. stand on the corner here
a moment. Do YOU see that plain nervous
man who looks like a country farmer? that
is s. V. White, the broker. who was re-
Gently elected to Congress in the swallow
tailed district in Brooklyn, and who, not
withstanding his millions barely escaped
defeat by a few hundred majority: right af-
ter him comes Russell Sage who two years
ago got stuck for million on puts and
calls; he raid up eventually, but It is said
that his back has troubled him from that
day to this, so that he takes fewer chances
and more certain gains. There goes Rufus
Hatch, Uncle Rufus, as the boys call him
a walking encyclopedia of human wisdom,
and an epitome Of everything worth know
ing in Wall Street. That little coupe dash
ing along there contains Jay Gould and his
son George. They do say that the new
daushter-in.law has captured the old man
as much as the son; lucky girl lucky Jay.
All, here is pair Of bowling swell,; what
a distinguished air they have--they are the
.
monds and style denote them men of
wealth and position. Do | know them; of
course, do. One of them is a faro dealer
from Chicago, and the other keeps a gam
looking young gentleman Immediately be-
hind them is a pick-pocket; you would not
think it, no; wcll,ihat is exactly the reason
that he succeeds so well in his business.
You observe that demure young widow who
walks Immediately behind him; watch
them, they neither look at, nor speak to
each other; to all appearances they are
strangers. She, in the polite slang of
take whatever he can pick up in the way
of business. If he can secure a watch or
pocketbook, quick as fash it is passed to
this woman, wDo at once disappears with
the prize. If the thief is secured, no evil
dence of his crime is found upon him, and
as general thing ne secures his discharge
for want of corroborative evidence. All,
here we are at Union Square--that's the
Ia, 4,
between Broadway and Fourth Avenue is
the Paradise of actors. Here they crowd
the sidewalk, exchanging notes and swap
ping jokes, occasionally stepping into the
barroom on the corner to renew assurances
with some young swell, who is desrous of
making acquaintance with the profession.
That very plain looking woman just coming
out of the Union Square Theatre is the
great tragic actress, Moljeska. AS she
stands talking to that tall young man in the
English ulster, she looks like ANYTHING but
a tragic queen. Nat Goodwin the comedian
of the Bijou is leaning against the lamp.
post; and Roland Reed the great expositor
of llumbug is soberly talking to a lady who
looks like Sunday School teacher. but she
is not, she is not, she is one of Daly's prin-
cipal actresses, an immense favorite; she
took the place Of Edith Kingdom, who mar
ried young George Gould. and rumor says
she may make 10 bad match herself.
But come let us go on. What building
is this on the corner of 18th Street Let
Us step in and see. Before us lie cases
filed with costly ornaments-diamond
pearls, rubics, amethysts, and all sorts of
precious stones and jewels. Gold and silver
are everywhere, the wealth of the world
seems to be spread out in these marvellous
and wonderful cases. There is a diamond
pendent--its value is 10000; par of
solitaire earrings worth $40. 900. and myriads
of other costly jewels. This is T4ffanys.
Let us step into the little office in the rear
Mr., Tiffany himself is there and perhaps
you may see something you never saw be-
fore. AT my request he takes carefully
from his safe little case, he opens it, and
there before your wondering gaze is one Of
the largest diamonds in the world. 1t is
from South Africa, of Il pale yellow: almost
a topaz in color, but a genuine diamond
nevertheless. How much is it worth? Oh,
only $l00,OOO; if it were pure white, a mil
lion would not buy it. But jump in the
elevator and let us 90 TO the room above
All around you are magnificent and costly
bron2es, the finest collection on the con-
tinent In the little room to the right is
Thaxter's beautiful statue of Loves First
Dream, and beside it the likeness of the
young sculptor who passed away in life's
early morning.
But we cannot linger here all day, come
let ms 60 All, here we are at L.ynch's.
Look at that window. Do you know the
story it tells? perhaps not. few DO: but in
that little window is the saddcst of all sad
histories. 1t is filed with ruined hopes.
hlighted ambitions, and blasted lives. Oh!
yes, there are diamonds there, plenty of
them, stones Of the purest water and fabnl
ious value. That little case of unset stones
before you would purchase a Princes ran
som. The store is not prctentious admit
hut inside tucked away i'm safes and strong
boxes, is wealth enough to start a dozen
Broadway jewellers. Here come the rich
gamblers when luck turns against them, to
raise fresh stake by the sale of their costly
diamonds, and here too the soileG doyes of
the dem monde come, when misfortune
overlakes them, 10 part with the trnkels
that have cost them body and soul. Ruin.
bankruptcy and death are IN that window.
mixed up with those beautiful jewels.
Come let us turn down 2}rd Street. Splen-
did is the procession that passes us, and
hundreds of them sweep into that costly
drygoods store, the windows Of which are
filled with rich silks and laccs. Marvellous
ly beautiful are these things but let us not