The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1886-03-19

FOLKS WHO FLOURISHE.D,
BUT MET WITH STRANGE REVERSES
AND DISAPPEARED.
Fate of the Founder of Noted Agri-
cultural Newspaper-Another Case of
the Same sort-One Who Was Called .
Railroad King-Other Cases.

How many men there are who have won a
fortune or fame, or both, in New York, and
tEen met with reverses and disappeared as
totally as if they had never been! One such
was D. D. 7. Moore, founder, proprietor and
editor of Moore's Rural New Yorker. He
started his paper in Rochester, made it a
great success, accumulated fortune, got to
be mayor, and in an evil hour moved his
paper to New York He had offices in the
old Nassau Hall building, opposite the post
office, and bought costly residence ON Fifth
avenue, opposite the Windsor hotel. He had
an interesting family, of sons, an accom-
plished daughter, an agreeable wife, a delight
full home Everybody liked Moore. He was
hospitable and fond of entertaining friends.
For some reason or other the paper did not
flourish in the municipal hot-hbuse-trans-
plantation killed it, Moore went rapidly
down hill, and in a few years he lost his
paper, his wife, his fortune, his b buse.
JoURNA11sM's UPS AND DOWNS
When The Rural New Yorker came to New
York, The Agriculturalist Ia great rival pa
per- was published almost opposite on the
other side of Broadway, by Orange Judd.
His name was familiar to the public; opposi-
ton stimulated him; he pushed bis paper by
unlimited advertising; he made heaps OF
money He was so rich that he presented g.
500, 600 museum to the Wesleyan college at
Middletown, and shortly afterwards his only
SON fell and was killed in the college gymna-
sium. Shortly his property began to go; he
lost his paper and his pocition, and the great
journal which once knew him and him only,
knows him no more
Newspaper life is notoriously capricious.
There was indeed there is, Samuel Sinclair,
formerly publisher of The Tribune under
Horace Greeley. He lost his grip, too. When
Greeley died Sinclair had handsome and
spacious house in fashionable uptown
street, charming wife, and interesting
daughter, and son whom he hoped would
be his successor His house was sort of lit
erary headquarters, and had been for years:
he gave pleasant receptions there with
learned, notable and accomplished guests,
and good things to eat. He was building
fine country seat up at Tarrytdwn when the
blizzard struck struck him. Whitelaw Reid
got an unexpected twist on the stock OF The
Tribune, and Sinclair was compelled to sell
at disadvantage He lost his position, his
country seat burned, he gave up his city
house, and was at last obliged to seek for
work
WAS CALLED A RAILROAD KING
Daniel Drew was another even more re-
markable case. He never went to school a
day in his life, and became one of the most
illiterate, and ignorant, and W wealthy of men,
It did not keep him from making money.
He made 81 600, 900 in four years steamboat
ing. and gave half of it to the Methodist
church, of which he was an ardent member.
He never swore, but his hybrid English was
not very much superior to profanity. He
alluded to the "Albunny and quee-barry
road,n to "the Waybosh stffkits" and to
"them air Erie sheers" in his ordinary con-
versation. and when the chamber of COM
merce asked him to put up some money to
sustain the market in panic, he responded;
"Gents, I'd huff to du it, but I've sporn as
much money ez kim" He made 5000, 900,
that man did, and was called a railroad king.
The old man died some years since, and
when Rev. Mr.. Clapp, who had married his
daughter because her father was rich, looked
around, he couldn't find any money, stock,
bonds or possessions. He called on Jay
Gould and inquired about the financial re
mains of the deceased. II do not know" b.!
remarked THAT Mr.. Drew had 81 VIXEN he
died"
PHOTOGRAPHER BRADY = "DR." HEMBoLD.
Twenty-Five years ago the chief photog-
rapher of this city was n B. Brady, and
his initials stood, think, not for "Nota
Bene," but for Napoleon Bonaparte." He
had all the swell custom, and often received
$500 day. When the war broke out he
rushed to the front to take battle photo
graphs I met him with his camera on his
back at the first battle of Bull Run, whittier
he had accompanied the First Minnesota in
Sherman's column. He took thousands of
pictures of battle-fields and sold them to the
government for $4,000. He lost his New
York clientele, lost his office, lost his money
and his prestige, and now lives in Washing
ton, inaccessible to everybody who ever knew
him in better days
Then there was Helmbold The progenitor
of Buchu did not lose his money, believe, he
only lost his wits, and even that only fitfully
What dash he cut here once! He drove
four horses tandem to an elegant wagon, and
about one day in week be used to lend it
to newspaper men aud artists, and let them
drive where they would with it. The drive
was usually to Long Branch and back.
"Vere vos dot barty now?i-W. A. Croffut
in Cincinnati Commercial Gazette.