The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-05-08

,eNcnanSe plunSer- BOARD OF trdue men
are filled with memories of the gaunt,
tremendous figure that for more than a
quarter of century lowered among
them like some ancient ruin. All of the
older brokers knew him as we'll as any
man ever got to know him, says the Chi
.cago Chronicle. There were things about
him that he told no one. Even those who
were in his office for years and were
bound with him in hundreds of dealings
confessed that he had secret thoughts and
things which were never brought to light.
Not any one of them, in fact, knew him
so we'll that lie could predict just what
cold Hutch" would. or would not. do
at any time about anything. There had
never been a man just like him, they
said, and there never would be.
lis personal appearance made him a
marked man in any assembly. More than
six feet high, built like lath, with large
hands and feet, cold, clear eyes, a high.
slightly retreating forehead, a long.
straight nose and beardless thin cheeks,
chin and lips, he seemed in some mo-
ments an eagle, in others confiding
granger in others a humOrist of the coun-
try-grocerS type. One could easily mag
inc him sitting upon a cracker box, dig
ging u buckhorn-handled knife into. its
Sides chewing tobacco Justify and retail
Ing rural anecdotes to the delight of the
idlers of the village. 1t was Just as easy
to picture him, gaunt and angered to
frenzy, with dubbed musket held high,
repeling the charge of~British regulars
at Bunker Hill. He was native of Mas
sachusetts and was of the Yankee type,
made familiar in the works of the humor-
Gus writer's of the early part of this CEN
fury If he had chosen to devote his time
to it, he would have been better horse
trader than David Harum. With equal
certainty he might have been a politician
of the highest and most successful type,
a lawyer of rsoundness and briliancy, or,
most likely of all, a railway builder for
he was eminently constructive and erect
ed his vast plans symmetrically.
For twenty years before his retirement
from the arena, in which his daylight
hours were passed, the had been an atten-
tive reader. of all that is best in the Eng
liSh language. He had a remarkable
memory<and was thoroughly equipped to
hold his own in any discussion of litera-
ture He had made an earnest study of
theology and had had the tenets of the
various schools at his fingers ends He
could repeat, when the humor seized
him, page after page from the world s
most priced poets. He was one of the
most expert amateur cooks in the United
States, and, when he went to New York,
along with occasional business in the
produce eXcange he, he opened restau-
rant. 1t is not recorded that it made any
money, but the food served in it was
worth an epicure'S attention. This sur
priSed the Fasteners, who had heard of
him only, as the millionaire plunger. 1t
did not surprise his Chicago intimates
at ALL because they had known his fad
for years and had seen him often with
an apron belted about him, hustling
around the cooking range in his Club
and handing out steaks, chops and such
things merely for the pleasure of doing
it.
RECOLLECTION OF FRIENDS.
A knot of brokers stood yesterday in
the lower hail of the 4Rialto building afr
ter the trading for the day had ended
and spoke of "Old. Hutch" admiringly,
frankly and lovingly. They said that he
had done more to build up the board of
trade to its present business than every
other member rolled into one, and they
added that with him died the most pic
turesaues personality ever within it's walls.
They told many stories of him and these
evidenced the many sides OF him.
.'He was a man." said one, who would
help any one whom he thought to be
straight. If the unfortunate needed a
few thousands of dollars Hutch would
lend it to him without a second thought.
If he had no confidence in a mans hon
esty,. he would have nothing to do WITH
him if he were. worth 81 100000. He did
not take the trouble to hate him; he just
simply turned his back on him and ig-
nored him. Take something he did Tor
me as an instance. 1t was in the middle
of the great panic of 1873, when money
was tighter than a drum and great Tor
tunes were going to wreck in every hour
Of the day. 1t was time when casn was
. cash He said to me:
q We'll, 1 guess I'll go to cutting up
hogs tomorrow. How about your
g I'm shy on capital / said, and the
banks will not lend anything these
times
a If you want $4,000 you can have it,
he said. If my name on $4,000 worth OF
paper will do you any good, you can have
that too. Come to me in the morning.
81 saw him next day, and, without a
word from me, he handed me check for
$4,000 This was at a period when that
sum of money was impossible of pro-
curement on any sort of security.
'tHe went into Jake Wolfert's saloon
one day." said another, land with him
were his two partners in the packing
business, Burt and Murphy. They are
both dead now. He said to Burt:
8 How many hogs will come in tomor-
row."
twenty-five thousand Burt respond
ed promptly.
'".Bet you cigars for the three of us
they don't
"'AI right
What do you say?' he asked, turning
to Murphy.
''-Oh, I say as you say. There won't
be 25,0GO come in.
g Bet you cigars for the three of us
they do
Murphy figured for a moment, All
right he said finally, in a doubling tone,
as if he were unable to see his way clear.
NOW said old Hutch, as he took a
cigar from the proffered box, lit it and
started to the door, when you two fell
this bet, you want to come in here and
settle
A CHARACTERISTIC ANECDOTE.
t'Once in his packing factory" said the
third broker, The heard his foreman
abusing a man who was wheeling load
of hams If the man doesn't do his
work, he said to the foreman, send him
to the Office and let him get his money.
Go to the office and get your money,
said the foreman. The workman turned
to- his employer. This is pretty good
load, sir he declared. Suppose you
catch hold of the handles and try it..
old Hutch grabbed the handles and
moved the hams ten feet He was a
powerful man in those days, and, as he
Strengthened up, he said to the work
man: DO you have those sort of loads
. every day% Yes, SIR was the reply
The millionaire smiled sourly at the, fore
man. You let this man alone, he said
He's earning all he gets.
Other brokers Joined the group of tell