St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-01-16
GOSSIP OF THE DAY.

Mrs. Hetty Green has enjoyed the
reputation for long time of being the
most shabbily dressed millionaire who
wanders within the precincts of Wall
street, says the New York World, and
any one who has seen her and made
comparison mentally with the appear
ance of mechanics wife going to mar
ket Saturday night is convinced that
her reputation is well deserved. Rus
sell Sage wears inexpensive clothes, but
they are not only neat but usually have
the appearance of being recently pur+
chased. The only millionaire rival
Mrs. Green has in point of shaDbiness is
old Joe Robinson, who was one of the
contractors engaged in the construction
OF the Union Pacific railroad, and is
said to be worth S4,000,0J0. He was
down in W9ll street yesterday progress
ing along the thoroughfare with the as
slstance of his crutcheS, as the genial
old fellow is lame, dressed in an old
suit OF gray clothes and without an over
coat. de doesn't wear any OYercoat be-
cause 1t represents an expenditure of
money he is not willing to make. His
whole outfit, including hat and boots,
would not command $3.50 at any we'll
regulated pawnshOp. He is one of the
few StIngy millionaires who are perfect
~ ,OOO tllCll SIlllS HISS. ne IL
not croSS or grabbed, but greetS eveYv-
body he knows with the utmost genial
lty. He and Sidney Dillon are very
god friends, but neither the arguments
OF MIR. Dillon nor of any one else can
spur him Oh to invest money i'll a ward
robe. The story is told of his seeing a
friend on the street not long ago in
conversation with q gentleman whom
he did not know. He went up to the
TWO men and was about to speak. when
the man who was stranger to him
turned and said he was very sorry but
he had no small change. The friend
explained the situation, although he
was somewhat embarrassed, and the
stranger extended profuse apologies to
the millionaire whom he had mistaken
for beggar.
Nobody, even in the profession, would
| recognize Nat Goodwin since his de-
termination to fight shy of the tOnsoral
profession. says the New York Star.
His hair, which used to he short and of
a light brick color, he now wears long
and poetical. A huge forelock sweeps
down over his forehead, and gives him
the appearance of the heavy tragedian.
He has likewise grown a heavy dark
muStache, which puts the finishing
touch TO an effectual disguise. The
comedian is now playing in Philadel-
| PIMA, but takes a run over to New York
occasionally.
DR.. Frank W. Reilly, who has recently
become the managing editor OF the Chi
cago Daily News. is man of broad eX-
perience and profound learning, says
| the Washington Post, but it breaks his
heart to be beaten at any game he may
n co IL ne l. Ga. 4
| derStand this that when they play bill
| iards or roll ten-pins with him they al
ways manage to have him win at least
haf the games. One night few years
ago the doctor had been playing bill
lardS with young friend who had
beaten him every game. AS they
walked together from the billiard room
DIR. Reilly, VINO had a very unanimous
disgust OH, said:
My Young friend, you can beat me
at billiards. but have one great advan-
| tage over you"
"What is that?" asked the young man.
II am twenty years older than you are
and the chances are that | won't have
to live in this miserable world anywhere
near as long as you will"
mo, my poor husband is not at all
well, and | am seriously linking of
changing physicians" said North side
| matron, whose tongue, according to the
Chicago Herald. keeps up a continual
clatter from morning until night. to .
friend whom she met i'll Fields the
other day. ''Idon't like our present doc
tor, and have been trying ever since to
think what he could possibly mean by
| mysterious remark which he made to me
when he called last week. 1 had no
ticed for long time that John was fail
ing in health.So resolved to call In the
doctor to examine him. Well, he came
| aud examined the poor man thoroughly.
Then he turned around to me and said:
Mrs. -, your husband is all right
he requires only absolute rest and per-
feet quiet; that is all. | will give you
prescription He wrote out one, and. of
course, was curious. What does this
| call for. dOctor?' | asked. For NOR
phine powders he replied. And how
often shall | give them to him.? l in
quired. They're not for him. he said;
they're for y0u-yOur husband must
have absolute rest Then he went
away, and L have been wondering what
| he meantO