The morning times., 1896-10-04

There is 4 tale OF young Eustis, who,
having all things, wanted one thing more!
There can be told tale OF toundless-
ness, bounded only By one thhg,a hit Of
thwarted ambition. a nothing, yet some
thing, IL mas cost nothing as yet, yet
would cost untold wealth. ---- i'
II is a tale OF the great country resi-
dences, the immense baronial estates that
are owned here as in England. Bu; here
they have been gradually acquired. And
in this requirement, this huyins UP oI
property to make grand country home,
happened the curious experiences that
make baronial history.
When John D. Rockefeller bought those
miles around Tarryto wn, placing his titles
over the country that runs along the
most picturesque part of the Hudson, he
planned placing a fence around il all and
inclosing all in one beautirul park. So
large did he plan il that, out driving, lie
could drive ten miles straight ahead with
out going off his own estates.
A MISER'S GREED.
In getting SO vast a piece OF property
together many stream had TO re crossed,
many mountains climbed and much survey
ing done. Acres upon acres were added
as Mr.. Rockefeller found new outlying
pieces Of property that pleased HIM At
length, driving over his lands, he found
himself in possession of SO many miles of
property that he needed no more. Here
/ shall place my house." he said Ana
the park shall extend Tor miles around us,
further than we can see or walk or drive
1t shall be like a baronial estate into
whose depths the owner can penetrate
but offering no access to the stranger.
When the surveyors set out to pidcv
the boundaries OF the big fence they Were
amazed to find a small piece OF property
that was not the plans. 1t consisted OF
small strip pf land running back about
forty rods into Mr.. Rockefeller's domains.
Upon the little plot stood a simple frame
house, untenanted, while around the door
ayed few lonesome chickens.
The surveyors reported this to Mr.. ROckc-
reiler. Purchase the piece Of property,
ordered he.
When the Rockefeller agents ap-
preached the small house they found an
old man out by the door, feeding his hens.
Il don't think as l want ter sell" said
he. reflectiveIy. glancing over the spread
ing acres beyond. Fact is. like ter
have a nice neighbor like that. I'm
cuntcntcd here. dom chores Tor the neigh
bors an working out winters. No, l
doan't want ter sell"
.one of those obstinate old fellows
calculated the agent. Leave him alone.
He'll come around"
But the man did not come aroUnd fast
enough Meanwhile Mr. Rockefeller
wanted to build that fence. The ftile
plot stood next the best water chance
on the place y beautiful little river
cascades into IA ravine back Of TIE plo,,
Buy at any price" ordered tie million
aire but the agent held on.
All summer the maIs-worked out, dong
chores and when winter came he housed
up, only going ont to DO odd jobs. spring
dawned, and with it came the agent. The
old man by this time was ugly. You
can't hev that thar -huuse fur ieSs>-tiiaa
$50 ,O0O,' said he, and cash at that y
Ill pay it," said the agent. Il VIII
he here tomorrow with the money -;,Esli -
lawyer"
Next morning came the agent, the law
yer and the money, Bat when they ap-
preached the house they saw something
had gone wrong. The chickens were ran
ming wildly in all diTections, the. win
dows were broken and the door hung
mournful : upon one hinge. Asthey strppcd
to gaze mt the strange sight q W IDLY
disheveed figure came rushing around the
house crying: Money, money. Where's
the money? Let me eat it! Let me eat it,
II was the poor fellow, gone stark, ravine
mad with Joy at the prospect of sudden