The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-08-15
!, GOULD'S SUMMER DAYS
soMTHING ABOUT THE WIZARD
AS HE REALLY IS.

He Takes Hard Baths and Long Walks
and Longs for the Health that Once
Was His.
From the Neo York Times.
SARATOGA, Aug. $50 be worth $780,
100000 and still be but doctors slave, to
grow from insignificance to a worldwide
fame only TO display the common clay at
last. where is the gains This is the mus
ing of Jay Gould, the richest man of all
this continent, sitting on la cottage piazza
here this evening under watch and guard.
Reports of Mr.. Gould's physical break
down-insinuations of breakdown graver
than physical--have been the text of Wall
street concern for many months, and be-
vond the financial world of the stock ex-
change there has been attention, too, for
the same tales. For Jay Gould is not ex-
clusively a Wall street properly. The
whole land claims him. Wherever there is
q court there certainly will you find Jay
Gould also, or, at least, lively yearning
for him. He has run his course gayly,
scythe in hand. Nothing has been spared.
Men wondering at the broadness, the even
ness. the richness of his harvest swath have
glorifed him into greatness. Trey have
seemed regardless, just as he was regard
less. of what trespasseS his blade committed.
He went on with his careless swing; they
went on with their plaudits-ue and they
both merrilV. But the shine that lighted
M SO brilliantly the wondrous accomplish
ment came still from a searching and a
scorching sun,
"Why should / bother and worry and
work any moreP said Jay Gould with a
self-satisfed assurance one year ago, add
EsN,.N El,a,,,
can ever spend. Why should | labor to
have it grow greaterW
A twelvemonth is gone. Gone, too, is
the pride aud the joyousness and the self
laudation that but one year ago attended
the contemplation of that fortune" too
great for spending.
A hundred lnenials here are at the mag
Mates beck and call. And of the hundred
not one is so ill-favored by fate that he has
not the power TO stir an envy in the mil
ionaire masters breast. The health they
have lie has not; aud for the health they
have he would gladly barter much of his
mighty Accommodations But all unavailing
the thought of that barter. You cannot
confiscate another mans health, app opri-
ate it, enjoy it and hold it fast for your
own in that free and easy buccaneer way
that has conquered many another mans
fortune for the spoilers enrichment.
This is penalty day for Jay Gould, mil
lionaire and magnate, Knocked by puny
physique, by nerves unstrung, by mental
morbidness, or worse.
MIR. Gould is one of the 600 guests at the
United States hotel. Mrs. Gould and the
Younger members of his family are with
him. One of his doctors has rooms ada
cent. Rarely, practically never, is the ia
nous invalid "out of sight" of the inter
ested watchers. A hundred evidences are
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ietv of them all. He stirs and some one is
beside him, he walks and he has company.
There is much in the Gould case to fasci-
nate the medical observer. Some phases
are unique to the furthest degree. And
some day medical literature will have to
thank the physician who has abandoned
other practice to devote undivided atten-
ton to Mr.. Gould.
The forerunner of the worse symptoms in
Mr. Goald's case was insomnia. He came
home from that long yacht tour in foreign
waters last winter nervous and haggard by
reason of the fierce onslaughts made upon
his system by sleeplessness. All the luxury
of Irvington could not WOO back the old-time
peace of the bed chamber. His nights
continued wakeful; his days doubled with
dreams without rest. The skill Of physi-
clans could bring no relief: drugs were in
efPectual Life became a torment. Hope
WIS uGQ. Anu Inus3 Al fCA OSopOA dSiOAl,
it was resolved to try change TO Saratoga.
The "change" seems to have conferred
benefits. There is brisker air Though
brisk" is a pretty strong adjective) about
1.-THE little man" now than there was when
he arrived ''This air is working wonders
for me-" he said yesterday. II feel more
like my old self than have in long, long
time" Whatever merit there may be in
this, it is sure that the doctors are deter
t<f aof Full Mr. Could ic rriU
daily programme of action, which in any
air ought to bring a healthful circulation to
his veins and sense of sleepfulness with
the evening hour. He is ordered out of bed
before sunrise every morning and plunged
into a bath whose cold shivers disappear
quickly under the vigorous onslaughts of
a towel artist, whose rubbing down of the
millionaire Is tempered with no more mild
ness than would be melted out to lesser NOR
tails. Escaped from the bathroom and tho
chafer, Mr.. Gould is bounced out into the
country Carriage9 Oh, no. He walks.
He has to walk He walks two miles, four
miles, five miles-so far five miles is the
best record he has made. though he has the
task of twice that distance set for him to
accomplish during the coming week. And
this bath and its concomitant of course
haired brushes and Turkish towels, and this
long tramp over country reads and across
fields, up and down hills--all this is the bill
of fare that the millionaire confronts be-
fore breakfast. which at no time is he per-
mitted to take later than o'clock. He
says he likes this sort of thiCg. 81 have an
appetite now, and that's something
couldn't say a week ago." he explains to
friendly inquirers.
From the breakfast hour till dinner time
he sits upon the piazza of his hotel cottage
and dreams the time away. A noon hour
dinner takes him with his family to the big
dining room, but the menu does not suffer
from his attacks. The afternoon goes much
as the later morning hours. relieved by
carriage ride over Saratogas outlying
roads, He joins tho family at tea at s
O'Clock in the evening, but again the hotel
mas the best of l.; only at breakfast, and
under the exhilarating influences of the
path and the pedestrianism, does the
boosted appetite display itself. Mr.. Gou d
goes TO bed early. 1t is claimed that she
sleeps fairly welp now, far better than
elsewhere for months past.
VI course a choice crowd of camp fol
lowers have packed into Saratoga on Mr..
Uoul Is heels. You hear their buncombe
talk and silly assurances on the pi Zzas and
IN the corridors of the United States 0d
q4ansedm. What they don't know about
Jay Gould would stock a library; what
ttney do know wouldn't equip them for
Dump on alog. They all agree that he is
not gravely sick at all. He is only ailing a
Httle, hey explain and according to their
averments he is still keeply alive TO business
interest, and is really as much a factor as