Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-06-19

which all men seek IL q mystery. They
| come out in the hrtt gray of the morning
| and operate ito best advantage while the
great metropolitan world is yet asleep. Fol
their occupation is to find what has been
lost or thrown away. You have heard Of the
finders ut the sea shore-those who patiently
at seasons close. spade In hand. overturn
lost by the summers crowd-of how those
sands yield up to the searchers hard cash,
diamond rings, charms, chains and other
in such abundance as to paw for the trouble
taken to find them. 1t II not strange, there
fore, that in great city where q million of
more OF less careless people come and go
there should be left in the STREETS gold md
silver and precious stones, and that a cer-
tain class of people should make an honest
living by going around and picking them
The difference Is that the sea sands fur
nfsh but temporary field, whereas the
streets ofNew York offer diurnal and peren-
with the first tint OF dawn. With long and
pointed stick he follows the curb line and
car tracks at crossings and delves along the
theater fronts and under the elevated sta.
taurants and all-night houses, patrols the
precincts Of the roysterers and the pave
ments OF the retail shopping districts. He
no accumulation of debris Of yesterdays
busy life. His eyes. long accustomed to the
search, are as sharp as q ferret's. What
by w0n nsnes sna sn fy chance a.r
Now 1t Is penny, now q bit of
now ana then bill and not unfre-
giistening in the mud, or golden watch
charm, or a pair Of eyeglasses, or q horse
shoe. The latter he never passes-and II it
be well worn SO much the better-it brings
ranfdlV-
alone in this business and the more ground
he can cover before the rest Of the city Is on
its feet the better for him. Nor does he
with eyes modestiy cast down oblivious to
the busy world around him. His trained
eyes discover at once that which 10, 900 pairs
Gndsr Of New York Is | not alSavs po poor-he is is
not always honest. But he picks up living
just the same
Troubles Of Working in tho Street
The other day couple of workmen
were putting q curiously shaped iron box in
the sidewalk against tho Broadway en-
trance to the Alpine building. It was in ap-
pearance . cross between a gas meter and q
letter box, of cast iron and painted black.
The workmen had chipped out the glass
bull's-eyes from the walk and were setting
the box-and answering questions. Every
body who came along stopped a few mo-
every fourth person would Inquire what the
was-and many of these would
comment upon it and ask why they didn't
do SO and 50. or use some other scheme to
reach the desired results. The men at work
finally grew weary of this, and answered
sometimes without q strict regard for the
truth. Finally, some wag put up card
bearing the inscriptions:
This Is a Ventiatorl
1t IL Put Hero to Ventilated
This seemed to be satisfactory until an old
lady came up inst as all was done and
looked at 1t. She studied it for some time,
when her curiosity got the better Of her
"What is it going to ventilate, wonder
not that big building?"
"It's to ventilate Broadway, ma'am," was
the smart reply.
'Indeed!' She retorted-"then it'll keep
you on the blockp'
The man tore up the card without word
and walked sadly away.
CHARLES THsoeonr MURRAY.