The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1904-06-19
GOSSIP in
NEW YORK
(special to The Tlmes-Dlspatch.l

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NEW YORK, June 1S-Becky Sharp Is
not dead; or, If she Is, her prototype is
surely very much alive There is in
New York a certain amable and win
some gray-haired woman who seems to
have ESCAPED the police and the press,
and yet she has done more men and
women than ever fell victim to maculine
bunco steerer. Like the redoubtablei
Becky, she is an artist in her line of
whether 1t be as poet or priest
ess Or in stocks or bonds. or as the
mother of lovely son who has made
fortune In South America, but has not
yet realized lis millions. Big game and
little game. her SHARES have been set
for all alike, and young and old walk
Into the tolls. How she has managed to
keep on the free side of prison bars IS
beyond the ken of every one but herself.
a Here, however, Is one OF her ruses when
the dogs of justice were on her trail.
She became a wealthy invalid. who for
quiet and ease sought Womans Chris
tan, Association Home. Once safely
within those walls, she kept her bed, the
brightest, the, dearest of sweet old ladies'.
Her various and much-d! scussed
|plans for benefactions to the institution
won all hearts. Her very perfection be-
came her own undoing, for adlniring
human nature could not hold the dear old
lady forever a secret within the four
walls of her room, One of her devntees
must tell a bosom friend downtown Of
this paragon of the home. The bosom
friend listened ana felt her memory stir,
as to another just such prodigy OF good
ness. She went5to the home, stood in the
hallway and listened to the dulcet tories
before entering the presence of the para
gon. She heard she remem bered she
recognized the same siren tones that
had lured her and her friends to part
with good dollars for bad promises That
5erstwhile victim at once exposed the
wolf in the sheepfold, and the lovely old
lady disappeared on the run. Where she
is now known neither police nor Wo-
man's Christian Association Home. but
her various victims are still telling the
story.
Freak Epidemic.
Such queer freak epldemIcs strike the
hoodums of New York at times. Just
now that rowdy element is possessed of
misunderstanding devil. Street cars and
automobiles are the red rags which in
furiate the beasts
No man can account for 1t, but the
fact remains that In certain sections of
Manhattan Island anything that goes
on wheels, without horse for motive
power Is apt to become the victim of as
sallt. Recently, up on Washington
Heights, an eminently respectable quar-
ter, thirteen young Yandals We're arrested
In one evening, for throwing stones at
passing street-cars. And hardly day
goes. by without some automobiles being
stoned, egged. or canned, by these semi
savages.
Brooklyn, too, has troubles of her own
The rowdyism on the Coney Island cars
which so outraged. public decency last
year Is breaking out again. In the former
outbreak the Y. M G, A. and other such
athletic associations enlisted volunteers
TO ride nightly on the cars, and bring !
their muscular christianity TO the assis- |
lance of the conductors and moormen, |
This year the Street Railway Company
has employed something like one hum
dred young college athletes, giving them |
as vacation job the delightful task OF |
punching the heads of all rowdies who |
are looking for trouble The aim of the |
company Is that the tougas shall be put
OFT the cars and licked after they are
off.
Meantime, the passengers shall so on
in peace.
The Angel of the White Wings.
The sensational report that one-tbird |
of New Works. six7thnusand White Wings
las the street cleaners are called--were
Ill with tuberculosis, has brought about
one good result. Dr., Woodbury.. the