Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-07-19
T1e AGE OF UNREST.

Acorrespondent of The Boston Trans
uipt says, respecting the people of tn,
metropolis: New York seems possessed
by q spirit of unrest. Not only ever,
hour, but every minute Of ones time il
taken up. The fashionable world i
Just as busy as the world of business
and | declare l think that II Is the NOR
sxhausting work Of the two. But the
trouble Is We want to combine the two
The girl who earns her bread by writ
ing society notes strains every nerve t.
do rs does the world that she reports
The brokers' clerk who has to be at hi
desk by 3 in the morning dances unit
within a few hours of the time that h,
h due there.
The broke himself, too old to dance,
spends his evenings in hotel corridors
whore the money market Is open til
midnight and the ticker" ticks til
morning. Young women are not salts
fed with one reception of an evening,
but they 90 to a dinner, a theatre and
wind up at a dance. One house in New
York does not open it's doors for dane
ing until all the others are closed.
Many Of the girls who dine and dance
liz nights out Of the seven are interest.
Cd In other things as well. They be
long to church organizations, they be.
long to reading clubs, they are taking a
course of scientific lectures, they attend
paanoforte recitals and they have a
round Of calls to pay that alone should
keep them busy.
A man who does not pretend to go
vsry deeply into the social whirl said to
me the other day, a. he drew a mem.
osandum from his pocket: Here Is a
list Of ffty-ive calls that ! have got to
make before the end of the season.
nm at my Office until six, and am un.
usually busy with my work in the even.
ing until the end of the week, so that
Il Is continually on my mind to know
how | am going to reduce this list. !
like my friends, and If they invite
me to dine there is no good reason
why l should not accept. That means
Q dinner call, Of course, and 70 it goes. I"
He is not like one young man whom I
heard say: IF accept their dinner in
vitations | do enough. They must not
expect me to call" Strange to say
this Chesterfield is always in demand.
He is a good diner out, because he ap-
preciates a good dinner, and he has a
fund of just the sort of talk that makes
him agreeable at table, SO his hostesses
pardon his rudeness and invite him
again. But it is not every man who
sets such a price upon his society or
who is willing TO have il known II he
does. The wear and tear of business
life in New York cannot be described,
and AIN not surprised that insomnia
Is the besetting i'll Of SO many men.
Their brains are 70 active that they
cannot sleep.
"A friend Of mine who works like a
Turk. and who has one of those restless
American brains. told Inc not long ago
that he didn't believe that he averaged
four hours sleep a night. That he fire.
quently got up and went 10 his library
and read through the small hours. hop
ing that would induce sleep, but il
didn't. He says that he expects moth.
ing else but that his wife will shoot him
for a burglar some night. don't sec
how people can sleep after they go &c
bed, ven IL they are sIeepy-that is, il
they have front rooms. Did you ever
try to sleep in n front room in New
York; II you haven't don't, AS il is
not worth the trial. sleep Mt the back
of the house, which is pretty quiet, |
admit; but every night my bed is
shaken and the globes rattle on the
lamps as n fire engine thunders through
the street. Ny brother has a front
room, but he says that he is getting
hardened to the ~noises.-the fir. engines
pounding over the stones, the sharp
rattling Of the coupe wheels, the loud
voices Of belated politicians-tthere is a
political club across the sireet)-anc
the slam bang of the iron ash cans on
the paving stones, mingled with the
soft Italian oaths Of the ashmen. For
six years, when | lived in another part
Of the town, the head Of my bed was
within Is feet Of the elevated railway
track, and there was a station just out
side Of my window.
perhaps you think that it was less
noisy Ia have a station there than for
the trains togo crashing by, but you are
The stopping and starting,
the shrieking whistle and Kissing steam,
were nerve tearing beyond description;
but ! lived through I, and more than
that, / slept through it. Idonot how.
ever, believe that my sleep was very
and do know that came vcry