Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-05-16

10 group OF mensurroundinR an emerald
plot near the City Hall plaza. They are
here every day, Watching the fights be-
tween amorUus cock sparrows. Go into
the ol1ce OF any official or any business
man at this hour and you will find him
absent. 1t IS the regu alton hour for
luncheon In New York city. All the res
taurants are iull and the cries OF an army
Of walters, with the crashing OF innum-
cradle plates, add to the din aud confu-
sion. II hungry, step In to the restaurant
IN tue Times building. 1t runs from Park
Row to Nassau street in two rooms. like
the barrels of hammerless gun. The bar
is doing lively business on the ground
occupied by the pulpit of the Rev. DR..
Gardner Spring for nearly fifty years. A
long mRrele-tOpped lunch counter runs
from street to street opposite the bar. Lit
tie lrou seats resembling brackets are at
tached 20 this counter. Each seat rs filled,
and well dressed men in plat0ous are near
awaiting vacancies. The place is crowd
ed with notabilites. A ha0dsome-faced
man with the curling locks Of an Apollo,
out with the body of a Nitelllus, stands
at the oyster counter smackiug his lips
over luscious OivalVes. His complexion
Is as fair as that OF a woman and he is
dressed in exquisite taste. His face indi-
Gates genial nature. but does not suggest
frmness and decision of character.
Yet within three months its owner has
acquired national reputation. His
u anne tO-dayi is heard more frequently than
tbat OF any other man in New York city.
tie Is District Attorney Randolph 3. Mar
tine. But twenty feet away stands slen-
der young man, with blue eyes, rOseate
complexion, and a very long dropping gel
low moustache. He is arrayed in a new
spring SUIT, cut in the latest style. He is
slipping vermOuth cocktail, and is con-
versing quietly with three companions.
Al times he glauces nOnchalently at the
District ATTORNEY, and timOrousiy shakes
the haads OF acquaintance. lie seems
thankful for the least recognition, ana
fiushes with Joy when be hears words OF
ncouragement. This is Alderman Henry
w. Jaehne. the first OF the aidermanic
board Of 1884 to pass the ordeal of justice.
AT THE OTHER END OF THE BAR
we see a man OF MASSIVE features, tall and
big-boped. He wears a black moustache
and has hair suggestive OF the inky locks
OF John A. Logan. Thisis William Bourke
Cochran, lawyer, orator and politician,
and twas he who, in stentOrian tones, be-
sought the members OF the National DEM
ocratic Convention Of 1881 not ''tO cast
under the ieet OF mediocrity the golden
prize that should be awarded to excel
lence." At his side sits bis colleague,
Thomas +. Grady, cnristened the silver
tOngued. In shape. head and manner, he
resembles Stephen A. Douglas. His face
is clean shaver and the color of a rose
peony. His eyes, however. are not deep
set, but are round, tull and steady, de-
noting a remarkable flow of language.
Age has not yet given him busby eye
brOws nor has be a leOnIne head of hair.
Although only 81 years old, he has been a
prominent figure in State politics for II
years. Ten years ago he was called the
A,aa Of Lot Ill 10 E,s.,
Of sarcasm and Vitu peratiOn bad been con-
fined by the gates of wisdom he might to-
day have been national political leader.
AS brilliant and as gifted as was Nike
w alsa, he has none OF Mikes indiscre-
tions, for he neither drinks nor smokes,
Back of Grady sits Charles A. Dana, of
the sun. spoon in hand, eating bread and
milk. With silk nat set well back. ne
empties his bowl in silence, stalks to the
cashiers desk pays his bill and disappears
In the billiard room below. A moment
later a man enters whose every lineament
and motion betray energy and decision.
His bat covers his cerebellum, his eyes
sparkle and his black moustache has a.,
electric CULVER when he speaks. This
man is Ben Woods partner, Col. William
l.. Brown, of the Daily News. Brown
was once prominent figure in Ohio poll
tics. Indeed. at one time he acted as
chairman of a Democratic State Con-
venti0n. He came here about ten
years ago, BOUGHT a half interest
ia the little penny evening news
paper, and Is now making 500
wear. A man of magnetic power, and
when at white heat fervent and an el0-
quent speaker, he deserves seat in Con-
gress. Generous and social to a fault. be
knits his friends TO himself with threads of
steel. A tall, stoop-shouldered m n, with
unassuming manners and q quiet nod Of
recognition for friends and acquaintances,
enters and shakes hands with the Colo
mel. Over fifteen years ago he came TO
the city u penni1ess country composition
and found nights "subbing" on the
Times. Like many other country printers
be developed a news instinct rare and
valuable, and to-day he is managing editor
of the great Mugwump organ. He has
buried his health in his work, but his
marvellous mentality keeps him at his
desk, and drives him along the track of
life. An unsurpassed gatherer Of news,
John Reid retains the confidence OF chief
and is at the same time esteemed by the
bright corps Of reporters aud correspond
ents who await his orders.
DIRECT YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS PALE,
full-eyed man pouring h0rse-radish on a
plate Of rare roast beef. lie eats 10 a
hurry, and apparently mechanically. He
10 AOl. JOnn A. Cockeflll, managing eul-
tor of the World. probably the hardest
worked JOURNALISM in the city. His mind
seems eugrOssed In Office duties even while
at lunch. Ask him q question, aud you
Will receive a ssntentious reply in pure
Anelo-S0xon. No words are lost. His
time appears 10 be rs valuable as the
space Of his newspaper. Trivial topics
make bim ahsent-mtnded, for the weight
Of the World burdens his shoulders, and
ne has a thousand important details to
think of every day. At his side sits Donz
LeYien, a veteran newspaper editor. whose
grey hairs give the lie 70 bis bright eyes
and smiling face. Although eating hash,
he is 4 leading editorial writer on the
World.
Here is an Irishman, handsome and
good natured, treating a squad OF friends.
His blue eyes and smooth, unwrinkled
face, give him boyish look. aud his poi.
shed beaver clothes him with The air Of u
gallant. He Is John Reilly, the Register
ot the county. Not twenty years ago he
came here poor boy with n common
school education. aud to-day he tils the
richest Office IN the gilt Of the people.
Near him stands James A. Flsck, the
County Clerk. full-faced, dark-confplex-
Toned, saturniue man, with a physique
suggestive OF good liying. lie IL
complaining OF the strists IN Chi
cagO and everywhers. Re is the printer
OF the Moody and SaDkcV books. and