The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1894-01-30

New YOrk's Great Rush From Five 20
Six o'clOck--HOw 100000 People
are Carried Out Of the CITY.

are Carried Out of the City.
There are 200, 600 New Workers. whe
do not live in New York. They come
and go like birds flying to and fro be.
tween their feeding ground and their
nests. From six o'clock to nine every
morning they are coming into town
from every direction except that of
the sea, says a New York letter in the
Detroit Free Press. From four until
seven o'clock they are going out again,
n coming and going with them are
$4,000 strangers. Five O'clock in the
afternoon is the beginning of the flight.
The streets are seemingly thronged be-
fore, but now, almost before the last
Of the five o'clock bell have died away,
a futter of excitement runs up and
down the streets. 1t is to be seen the
length of Broadway, Fulton, Park
Row, Pearl, Fourteenth-of every
down town street and court in great
New York.
Here they comet
It is the broker, the lawyer, the
agent, the clerk, the typewriter-men
of every profession, men.aof every
trade, people of all degrees-leaving
the Office, the counting-room, the lab
oratory, the workshop. The tide Of
travel on the streets before was bur
ried, but regular. Now it is broken
a rush, a seeming disorder, as If come
disaster had happened. What's ming
lingl What a tide of humanityl WAT
a gathering of costumes, complexionA
ages and nationalitesR And co eaualN
with the rush of feet is the increased
number of vehicles, and che st5ay
roadways send up q roar and q clat
to almost deafen you.
A quarter past ivel
The rush increases. The surface
cars have sent extra oars down town,
the Z roads are switching on extra
trains. There is hardly elbow room
along Broadway from Bowling Green
to Madison Square, and from the City
Hall to Wall street a man without feet
would be carried by the crowd.
Half past fivel
Rush, surge, elbow-push! The dark
columns marching over to Manhattan
Island seem reaistless, but they must
be broken. The tide of humanity
marching across the island makes q
mighty rush at Cortland street, at
Barclay, at Chambers, at Desbrosses,
at Twenty third, at Thirty fourth, and
it pours along to the K roads and
surface cars and ferry boats of the
west side.
And a second tide pour across Broad
way headed to the east, intent on car
or ferry boat, and you look down al
upon men fleeing from some dreadful
epidemic. Men, women and children
old and young, rich and poor, broad
cloth and rags, virtue and vice. There
is a jam of vehicles on Broadway ct
Wall street, another at Park Place, q
third at Canal, a fourth, fifth and sixth
between there and Fourteenth.
The horses and cable cars are loaded
until the power can hardly start them,
and here and there on every street
they run into jams of wagons, carts
and trucks, and are brought to =
standstlll.
Six o'clock
This is the climax. A sort of frenzy
seems to have caught the people now,
and the rush is Like a mighty torrent.
Up and down Manhattan, across Man
hAttan-a MOI which would sweep a
army corps out of it's way and mah
no halt.
Lookl It is the ferry boats hesdea
to the west, and to the east and the
south, each one loaded down with
humanity. Harkl 1t is the clatter of
10, 900 pairs of feet rushing up the
steps of the station to take the bridge
trains. How quickly the carr are
loaded and pushed away, to be fol
lowed In a moment by OtheFsl
The iron gates ,open-there ia a rush
they shut with a bang, and 800 peo.
pie speed away. 1t Is like loading and
firing q cannon. It seems as il the
trampl trampl trampl would eve
cease-as it the multiUue could not DO
diminished Steam and electricity and
hOrsefesh and human muscle and in
genuity are put to their utmost TO
move the crowds, but it is done with
the rapidity and system TO as5onish
YOU. it must be done In a city where
minutes are often counted for hours.
How many thousands have poured
out of New York into New Jersey. OF
to Long Island, on to Staten leland
into Harlem and Yonkers and beyon3i
One dares not try to estimate theml
And yet as l look down up tho
streets again after six o'clock, after
tho mad rIIsh ia over there ia still left