Kansas City daily journal., 1897-02-07

of the men of half his age who borrow
money Of him TO play the great game which
is always going on here among the Wall
street gamblers.
The Workshop of n Millionaire.
met Mr.. Sage in his office. His New
York establishment looks more like
prison than the workshop of millionaire.
II IS to certain extent fortitication.
an ace of blowing him into eternity with
Il dynamite bomb couple OF years ago,
because Mr.. Sage would not write him out
a check Tor million odd dollars. As IL
wa, he was very badly hurt. Now, the
average millionaire, after such an attack,
would have given up business and retired
from danger. That, however, is not the
kind of a man Russell Sage is. AS soon as
he recovered from his injuries he went
lack TO work, but he put some guards
about him 10 keep OFF the CrankS Of the
future. To-day You cannot walk into his
Office without you are known. You cannot
see him unless you have good credentials.
Ny introduction was through letter from
Mr.. Henry Clews, the famous Wall street
b1nker. With this / climbed to the second
story OF Il Broadway and entered an Of
fee, uDon the painted door of which were
the words Russell Sage" Passing through
this found myself in narrow hail. or
cell rs il were, walled with boards to a
point high above my head. Above these
boards there was 4 latticework of iron,
almost rs heavy as that which surrounds
the bullion in the vaults Of the United
States treasury. There were two doors
leading through the board wall. but these,
] understand, shut with a spring lock- In
the wall there were two little holes guard
ed with brass bars. Standing before them
you can look in and see the clerks who
manage Air. Sage's business. Through
these holes is the only means Of getting at
Mr.. Sage. You present yourself ut them.
ard MIR. Sage's cashier. n gray mustached
young man. with a critical eye looks you
over. II he is very sure that you are all
right and that your business is of I'M
pcrtance you are presented to Mr.. Sage.
This was what was done with me. The
investigation seemed to be satisfactory.
and a few minutes later the door in the
wall was unlocked l was conducted
through an ante-room and shown into the
Office of the millionaire.
How Russell Sage Looks.
As I entered. a straight, well-formed.
srnucth-shaven man turned about from a
desk in one corner of the room. He rose
u his feet as though his joints were well
oiled. and n pleasant smile came over his
grave features as he told me that he could
give me few moments only, and asked me
u be seated. He did not look at me at all
critically, and during the talk he chatted
with me as freely as though there was not
an anarchist in the world. Though he told
me that he could see me for but a few mo-
Incnts. I remained with him for more than
an hour, while brokers and other business
mon were waiting outside. He became in
tcrcsted In the conversation, and then
leaIcd over and tapped me on the knee as
became especially interested in some sub
1ect he was discussing.
How Russell Sage Keeps Young.
lIy first question was as to his health and
how he managed AT so to keep so young and
bright. The old millionaire laughed as he
- don't know how I do It. but I am here
six hours OF the day six days of the week.
year in and year out. My good health in
ola age is, think. largely due to temper