The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-05-28
PARTII
Twenty Years Lnter-DeImOnicO's ut
Eight.

That the world has gone well with Ar
thurs Van Doran, banker, none can deny
In Wall street, where his banking house
stands. his luck is proverbiaI His every
surmise seems an inspiration. Everything
he touches turns into gold Those who
know him well say that the integrity Of
his character can only be equalled by the
phenomenal success of his enterprises
And. strange to say, he has no enemies.
which is a highly exceptional state of at
fairs with a man, who, by his own labors
has attained TO such prominence and pros
perity.
He is adored by his employees, for his
success is proportionateiy theirs.
All the men in New York best worth
knowing are his friends, and to a man
they speak of Van Doran as the prince of
good fellows.
A year ago, in the spring of IS, Mr.. Van
Doran made UP his mind 90 go abroad for
three months and knock leisurely about
Europe, returning in August to Newport,
where he owns a superb country home.
For the voyage he engaged the handsom-
est deck suite on board the steamship
Campania, as he was TO be accompanied
on the trip by his wife, a very charming
woman, and very prominent members of
New York's exclusive set.
The evening before sailing. Mr.. Van Do
ran gave a stag dinner to six of his most
intimate friends.
AS his handsome home on Fifth avenue
was practically shut up and enveloped IN
its annual sauze draperies and summer
silence, ne decided to give this dinner at
Delmonicos in one of the private dining
| rooms upstairs.
His wife had suggested the Waldorf, but
Van Doran, like great many other New
| Workers of his age and set, preferred dear
| old Dels, where he and his chums had
merrily wined and dined long before an
Astor thought Of putting up the big red
| hotel.
| SO Delmonico got the order which con-
| sisted of two words carte blanche" with
| the additional proviso that every luxury
both in and out of season, should be serv-
| ed up TO his guests.
The evening set for this dinner was Fri
day, April "a. at s o'clock at the Van
! Dorans sailed on the Campania the 70.
lowing day at noon.
The invitations were limited to six old
and intimate friends of the host.
There was a lawyer, Mr.. Smythe Brown.
a man about Van Doran's own age. and
a shining luminary in the legal world OF
New York For many years he had trans
acted all the legal business of the Van Do
ran banking house, and was consequent
| ly ON terms Of great intimacy with lis
head.
Another of the guests was DR. Boom
field Hunter, who had long had the priyl-
lege of exercising his curative power in
the Vau Doran household, where he was
treated as q tried and trusted friend.
Then there was Rev. Arthur darcy. pas
tor of st. Sebastians Catholic Church. of
| which Mr.. Van Doran was an bonored
member and generous benefactor
Twenty years have elapsed since that
hot August night when We first made FIR
d'Arcys acquaintance, and in their pass.
| age they had left more than average trace
on the countenance of this remarkable
| man.
Though stil In the prime OF manhood
his hair was almost silver white. Bur thie
| PECULIARLY only served as an adrnirab,e
foil 90 the dark gray eyes with their heavy
| black brows and lashes. These eyes were
ike two heavily charged magnetic ba,-
teries, which flashed powerful. currents
| through all they touched. But Il was only
on rare occasions that their owner turned
on the fun fow OF their magnetism. ANA
| then he swayed mems souls as the wind
sways fields Of corn
Men said FIR darcy Looked a disappolnt-
ed man. Women said he looked interest.
ing, which was certainly true.
Twice every Sunday they nocked TO his
church and sat enthraled beneath the IN.
huence OF an interesting personality and
1 superb delivery as the fearless man OF