Year: 1876

Our wealthiest and most noted men, says the New York Graao1tic, are the most methodical in their business habits. MT. A. T. Stewart rides to his uptown store at ten A. M., and promptly at twelve can be found at his wholesale warehouse at Chambers street, which he as promptly leaves at four. Commodore Vanderbilt is never @ moment behind eleven in reaching his Fourth street office, and as the hands of the clock point to two he buttons on his great coat for the constitutional afternoon drive behind his fast trotters, reaching home invariably at five to dine. Jay Gould plods in the office in the base ment of his Fifth avenue mansion from ten to three, never stopping even for lunch, and on pleasant afternoon can be seen in the park behind a pair of delicate limbed ponies to a road wagon after the latter hour, always alone. Peter Cooper rides to his downtown glue store in an old ramshackle coupe every day at ten, returning to his home in Lexington avenue at the orthodox dining hour of two, studiously disca. ding the fashionable six o'clock repast. Until his old carryan was upset year or two ago in Liberty street by dray, the philanthropist landing in the arms of passer-by, MT. Cooper insisted upon driving the old gray horse which passed the war campaign under General "Baldy Smith, at tached to the vehicle mentioned, but the Liberty street experience was too much for the old gentleman, and he was prevailed upon to overcome his scruples against the more modern coupe, and now consents to be driven. Rain or shine, summer and winter, the venerable William Cullen Bryant, his white locks floating in the wind, can beseen walking down the east side of Broadway, be- cause the least crowded, invariably reaching the office of the EVeairag Post at eleven o'clock. In the hot months he remains at his country seat at Roslyn, and for few weeks does not go to the office. In all other seasons, however, his movements are regulated with clock work punctuality. Once arrived at the editorial rooms he opens and reads his correspondence, dispensing with secre- tary, and at the age of seventy-nine an swering with his own hand all his core spondents. Then the morning journals are read with religious care. Contrary to general impression, he seldom writes an editorial. A dozen year will cover all his work in this direction. Great public emergencies only call forth his editorial quill, at which times the print CTS are seized with dismay. for his chiro- graphy is not copper-p plate by any means; but the readers of the article in print are treated to some beautiful employ ment of English, which often carries conviction, as we'll as handsomely round ed sentences. Promptly at two he gathers up his bundles and parcels, for he is seldom without one, and takes up his trudge along the east side of Broad way for his home in West Sixteenth street. Uncle Daniel Drew rises at six, holds morning prayers at seven, break lasts at eight, and watches the indicator in his mansion in Union Square from the tme of the opening of the exchange until the doors are closed. Then he dimes. His evenings he spends with a broker or two in his library, seldom go- ing out even for exercise. When Fisk and Gould were at the Grand Opera House it was the old mans habit to go there every day at eleven and spend an hOur