The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-01-31

J. L. IngaIsbe OF GIens Falls. y. Y,
relates in the New York World this anec-
dote OF the late jay Gould:
on warm morning, few years since.
while engaged In some surveying opera
tons on the Carleton farm. in the town
or Hampton. Washington county. / was
accompanied b. John Carleton. the elder
on the brothers, then owning the farm
In advance of the main party. and loaded
with heavy transit and other impede
ments, on reaching the summit Of a rocky
pasture nelds now Grown Up to bushes.
hriars. etc. we sat down TO recover breath.
Pointing 10 the piles of ueorls ana sreaJ
irregular excavations IN the hillside, my
Did you know that Jay Gould did
TINS? Ally answer attested both my as
tonishment and my interest, and my in
then. and my father. Herman Carleton.
Tor the sum OF, / think, 81, 5o. conveyed
70 Jay Gould, either as principal OF agent.
the right TO eXcavate and occupy 10 any
extent a certain tract for the purpose
OF manufacturing roofing slate. The
work was carried on quite extensively for
several years. but. for various reasons.
was finally abandoned.
Il remember him we'll He was a lit
ne IeiioW, sharp as steel ana right up
70 business every time. He didn't say
much. but he knew what was going on.
II know he caught me once very nicely.
one forenoon 1 was up about the works
looking at the operations Of the work
men, and Mr.. Gould said TO me. Young
man, do you suppose you can get me a
drink of milk down yonder somewhere
guess So said I. Handing me a
Put, now, I'm thirstyr
was down at the farmhouse in short
order, ana soon started back for the hill
with the pail of milk. In my eagerness
stepped on a sharp stone tripped and
FELL splitting almost an my milk Here
was Tx. Ny pennies were gone, and
dared not show my nearly empty pail
at either end of the route for the evil
dence would be fairly against me that
l drank the milk. ] must, at all events,
return the pail, and I slowly continued
a small brook. / dipped my pail and ex-
amined the contents. 1t looked rather
blue and tasted pretty fiat. but as the
pail was not yet half full, / dipped again
and went on. Feeling rather shakv as TO
the results, I watched till Mr. Gould was
very busy talking, when, handing him the
pail | slipped away.
We'll. l kept away from the works for
number OF days, but presently l was
back again. All went as usual. No one
noticed me, and began to feel at home
again, l was watching some interesting
operation of the workmen; when | felt a
touch on my shoulder
Can you get me another drink of
milk" said Mr.. Gould. who stood at my
side. He handed me a little pail and this
time Decent piece. A glance at his face
showed no sign of suspicion and I started
again down the valley. Returning with
my pail fun of milk and half the money
IN my pocket. | went straight up and
handed over both pail and money. Civ
ing me the cents change, Mr. Gould sat
down on a rock and took a good pull
from the pail Deliberately wiping his
lips. and with look of inquiry, he re-
marked:
Say. bub, get this at the same place
you did the otherg Scratching in the
dirt with my bare toes. I answered. not
very boldly. Yes. sir Another taste
from the pail; then another look at me
MIXED a different COW. didn't they .
y couldn't stand il any longer, and
told the whole story. Mr. Could lay back
on the ground, kicked up his heels. and
out of the way, leaving him sitting there
What he was thinking of, or whether |
gave him the idea of watering stock. I
don't know. l have told the story as
remember the occurrence. and / have never
seen, Mr.. Gould since he left these quar-
ries."