New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-11-21

Mrs Hetty Green, the wealthiest woman
~ Hoboken and its suburbs. New York
.,d America. will notice to-day that she
4. = wears old-not because she feels any
older than she did long ago, but because
-oDorters have driven her from her happy
lame A. No. 5 West Goth street and from
hsr Offices. Nos. III Broadway and West
wth street.
ooh she left here four months ago,
soi6 the elevator man in the Trinity
Building.
For which," asked the reporter.
For YOU. for one argument" replied
the uniform, and for about five hundred
and six exactly like you. Going up!
do YOU dare come and ask me where
she is?' inquired one Of Mrs. Green's
women friends uptown.
A reporter did dare.
Then I won't tell YOU. The idea!
can't do il, I just can't"
No one loves a fine, brindle bulldog
better than a New York reporter. If said
bulldog stays at the proper end OF his
leash and the said end stays in its proper
place But when a fine, brindle bulldog
without any leash. comes racing down.
stairs il is believed among reporters that
the time has come TO talk of many
things
OF shoes and ships and sealing wax,
OF cabbages and kings;
OF how 20 get out quick you know,
And where the door, b jings!
h. frie
of Mrs. Green when the brindle pup had
been safely collared by the reporter.
"Er-will he come there or here II l
leggo?" asked an innocent hanger-on.
Well this is probably more attention
than that brindle pup ever had before
or deserves now; so hence to Mrs. Green:
She had lodged. run. hidden, fled-and
all on account Of the fact that to-day is
her birthday. Mrs. Green has many
friends. among them the newspapermen.
And they were all looking for her yes
terday. She knew they would be, so she
cautiously folded her shawl and stole
away.
IAN 1 can tell you" said a friend. is
that she is well and in the best of spirits.
and-get this-she is going TO do some
thing wonderful with her money"
Not chance TO find out the details OF
what she is going 70 do with her money.
OF course. she may be going TO buy
new collar for the brindle bull pup.
There is no evidence whatever 70 the
contrary. She may be going TO have her
desk moved six inches in the Trinity
Building. She may be going to give II to
Colonel Edward H. r. Green. She may
be going TO give it to the reporters.
There's no way to tell. but the betting
yesterday was odds on against the latter
supposition.
Then. there's Colonel Green. a yellow
peril met The Tribune's dogbtten hired
man one-quarter inch inside the vestibule
OF the colonel's residence.
"Yes?' he said.
Yes" said the reporter.
"No," said the peril.
"No?"
NO"
That was positively the entire converse
ton before the door got in the wrong
place for further remarks.
But Mrs Hetty Green, wealthiest
woman in Hoboken and its suburbs, will
celebrate her seventy eighth birthday to-
day She is hale and hearty and happy.
She is attending 10 business as usual, and
those who have kept up with her remark
able career in the financial world will
appreciate the "as usual" She is still
right there, and knows dollar from
doughnut at sight. She has removed her
Offices to No West 9Oth street, and can
be found there during business hours by
any one not connected with the press and
the Amalgamated Union Of Those Who
Want Something.