The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-09-28
ROUND ABOUT GOTHAM.
WHY MRS ULYssEsS GRANrcOULD
NOT GO TO HOP.

ter on Horseback-Th The Passing o.
Nellie Bly-How the Colored Trus
Operates-A Story About Boucicault
NEW YORK. Sept. 27.-Speaking of th'
illustrious captain over whose ashes I
stately tomb is soon to be built, Mrs. Gen
Bowen said recently:
sit seems to me like a fairy tale. and
have thought of it a thousand times sine
that day. There was a time when Grant
had a run of bad luck. Things went wronG
and he was pretty poor. That is why i
happened that Julia Mrs. Grant and th,
children we're home at her fathers. W,
were all going to a hop given by the officer
and of course, we wantsd her to go, too
She wished to 60 know. but she had no
dress that she thought good enough tc
wear. In friendly fashion we teased
her, suggesting one thing and another
for Der to fix up with. But no, she would
not go. We set forth in glowing terms the
splendid times we would have, mentioning
Ihis and that friend who would be present
aud doing all we could TO coax her 70 get
ready. Her eyes TILED with tears, and, to
hide them, she picked up her baby, which
was playing at her feet, and began TO caress
1t. Never mind, Ulle,' she said, turning to
me with a smile, Papa may be President OF
the L United States one OF these days, and
then we Will have plenty of dresses Moth
ing could be more unlikely then, and yet IL
all C 4me 10 pass If / should live to be old
enough to forget almost everything else, l
Will always remember now julia looked as
she uttered these words
Among the pc ople who occupied the
platform ct the unwilling Of the Greeley
Statue was Gabrielle, the only surviving
member Of the great editors family. For
years she has lived the life of a recluse at
Chappaqua- Many men have solicited her
hand 10 marriage flor Gabrielle Greeley is
and has been beautiful woman) but in
vain. She has grown old very rapidly,
however. and her face betrays her &c
quaintance with sorrow. Only an occasion
such as that could have tempted her to
leave the lonely retreat with which the
name of the founder of the Tribune is
SO closely identified. Not many of the
spectators recognized her as the
daug nter of the man. the perpetuation of
whose memory in bronze was being cele-
brated that morning. Behind Mr.. Depew
and almost out OF the range of public obser-
walton, she sat motionless save for the
movements OF her lips, which betrayed the
emotions aroused by tue orators eloquent
tribute to the dead journalists character
and achievements. Her tears completed
the story of these emotions. Old friends
OF the illustrious newspaper man
shook hands with her as she with
DIRE to return to the place where she will
spend the years that remains to her. That
she has passed out of the public eye forever
is altogether likely. Conspicuously absent
from The ceremonies, at which hers was
was perhaps the most couspicous figure,
was Nicholas Smith, whose marriage to
her sister, now dead, brought with it so
little happiness. For one of his principal
claims upon public recollection be is
indebted to the fact that after having
OBLIGATED as groomsman at a somewhat
memorable wedding he presented TO the
newly married man stiff bill, which was
either for services rendered or expenses
incurred. or both. Mr.. Ovington, the newly
married man in question. refused TO settle,
and public controversy, in which MIR.
Smith succeeded IN obtaining much noto-
riety, if not money, was the result His
absence was the source Of little comment
and less regret.
Now that that formidable fighter, Jack
Dempsey, is among the friends of MS earlier
pugillstlc days again, some efforts have
been made to once for all settle the mo-
mentous question: Why did he fall out with
Denny Costiganl 1t is possible unat the ex-
act truth concerning this famous contro-
veTsy will never be told. Until a few DAYS
ago 1T looked as though the only alternative
was to come to whatever conclusion
seemed to be justified by preponder-
ance of testimony. This was all the
more discouraging because there were
many theories, all of which had highly
pertinent evidence to sustain them. 1t Tor
Iunately happens now, however, that a
most important and perhaps deciding con-
tribution to the literature of the case can be
made. OF course it is superfluous to say
that the friendship which formerly existed
between Mr.. Costigau and the monarch of
the middle weights was historically firm
aud fast. To see Mr.. Costigan when
Dempsey's colors were fiuttering in the
ring was TO witness unexampled solicitude
and fidelity 1t Is impossible TO say any
thing that would do more than Justice to
the unwavering and unseltish character of
Dennys devotion and DempSey's reciDroca-
tlon NO ordinary provocation could sever
two SUCH boon companions The latest
revelation has 1t that Dempsey and Denny
were dining together in a San Francisco
hotel. Mr.. Costigan's weakness for chicken
is second only to his partiality for a three
minute round, with or without gloves
as the case may be 1t is a pity to be
Obliged TO confess that the nature of the
disl to which MIR. Dempsey was devotug
himself Is involved in some obscuritv. For
the purpose of facilitating matters Mr.. Cos
JlSan LOOK chicken wing between thumb
and fingers. This is liberty granted, as
every man who has ever heard of the name
of Ward McAllister knows, only when
SQUAD, reed bird, etc., are on the
plate and not when chicken is under dis
c1Sslon. 1t naturally became incumbent
upon Mr. Dempsey, as high authority in
such matters, TO reluctantly venture upon
something in the nature of q gentle reproof,
MIR. CosJlgan has devoured many chickens
and he knows ali about them. He declined
TO yield the point, and that is why the
chasm between the pair is now so wide that
no chicken eyer Matched could fly across it.
ANY allusion, however Incidental. to the
name of Ward McAllister, recalls the fact
that that profound student of social proprie-
ties, Is preparing for a headlong plunge into
the uncertain and treacherous waters of lit
erature. If his dicton is as stately as his
demeanor at a fashionable ball, and his sem
fences are as lustrous as bis patent feathers.
his publishers will have merry Christmas
This reminds me that MIR. McAllis-
ters stateliness is, in its dis
play, by no means limited to the ball room.
McAlllster, the horseman, takes rank second
only to Mr.. McAlister, the despot of the
dance. Plotting fiery charger along Fifth
avenue, he is an impressive, if not sublime
spectacle. 1t is doubtful whether ANYTHING
short OF seismic upheaval would distract
his attention at such time, and then the
earth wave would have to be exceedingly