Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, March 20, 1887, Page 9, Image 9

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Old-Time Places Per Liquid Encourage
ment Vividly Called to Mind ,
The IIolTninii House nricl Ned Stokes
An Art Gallery In n Couktnll
Headquarters Brond-
Avny Boozing.
Nr.w YOIIK , March 17,1837. The open-
Jng of a magnificently furnished cafe on
the ground lloorofthoCasino _ _ _ _ , and the
public ntteiitioirdrawn"thereto , suggests
Iho oddity of there being a fasliion even
in the eating and drinking of the metrop
'No need to discuss the morale.
That is fought both sides the line , and
victory will ultimately perch on the
proper banner during the millennial
period , I doubt not.
Wri tflUu things as wo find them , and
WO'Hndthem ' in a period of ten years like
the ilriuks dispensed , very much mixed.
The gandincssand ostentatious display of
to-day is in marked contrast to the all'ec-
tation of simplicity a few years agowhen
thu English chop-house and the English
lap-room were models for metropolitan
caterers. It would bo folly to imagine
for an instant , and would insure derisive
laughter if it were made the subject for
serious argument , that the liquors sold in
palatial cafes are necessarily of better
quality than those sold in less preten
tious bar-rooms.
on South street , are several bar-rooms ,
with sanded tkfors , plain oak counters
and massive spittoons , where plain glass
bottles and thick tumblers are utilized by
men between the hours of 13 at night and
2 in the morning , who know what good
liquor is. These places am utilized by
such men because they have found by ex
perience that the whisky and the brandy
and the gin are the best that can bo pro
cured for money , while on a conspicuous
corner of Broadway in a saloon that is
ornamented and decorated at enormous
cost , dudes and other idiots drink liquor
that burns from the moment It passes the
lips until it loses its virility by wrestling
with thi ) stomachic coat. In the lower
part of the city that is , along the river
fronts arc innumerable places known ,
in the slung of the day , as gin-mills ,
whore longshoremen , sailors , stevedores
and others who prefer their fluids , hot
and biting , drink alleged whisky and
brandy by the tumblerful at a gulp , and
pay from throe to live cents therefor ,
and thcro are other places , worse than
these , where liquors and beers of various
make are intentionally drugged that
their drinkers may be made stupid and
fall easily a prey to the abandoned of
both sexes who live there and there
In some sections fashion has not
changed for many years.
The same dirt , the same squalor , the
same uncanny look , the same dust , the
same grade of infamous surroundings
have been there as long as the memory
of the present man can touch.
everything was as plain as a pikestaff. 1
mean that twenty years ago the fashion
able drinking saloons of Now York wore
without tcs.silatcd pavements. No pic
tures hung upon the walls ; the ceiling
was a plain white ; thov wore lighted by
ordinary chandeliers , One or two tables
possibly stood about the place , a very
few plain chairs , a file or so ol papers ,
but no fancy work , no gowgaws. Men
walked in. stood at the counter , ordered ,
drank , paid , loft. Others sat at the little
tables , read the paper , discussed with
their friends , but there was nothing there
to attract attention except the bottles behind -
hind the bar and theappotito beneath the
Dehnonico was the first to introduce
anything like spaciousness down town.
When Bowen & .Macnatuo , the cele
brated anti-slavery house , moved from
their store opposite Trinity church yard ,
on the ground of which now stands the
now portions of the Equitablo's magnifi
cent edifice , Delmonlco moved from the
corner of Chambers street and Broadway
to that location. Ho took the entire
building , put his kitchen on the top floor ,
transformed the various lofts into dining-
rooms , and utilized the lower floor as a
cafe , lunch counter and barroom. But t
even there there wasn't the faintest ap
pearance of decoration nor the slight
est pretence of elaborate show. It was ,
as all Dolinonlco's places are , largo , con
venient , accessible , with au affectation of f
simplicity indeed.
n stop leading up to a very significant
change in the Aitor house , whore the i
vast space known as the rotunda , which ,
in olden times was used for various pur
poses , was divided into a series of lunch
counters , two in the , so to speak , center ,
two at the north , two at the south , with
an enormous bar , stretching along the
western side. One speaks of the Astor
house as ho would of the sun , or the
moon or the stars. Thcro is no such
thing as advertising it. It exists , unique.
It is the common center , between the
hours of 11 and 11 whore all sorts and con
ditions of humanity moot , where trans
actions , running from the purchase of n
doughnut , to the sale of a railroad are
as common as peas in a pod. Its old I
time managers adlnucd to the old-time
form , but Allen & Dam changed all j
that and introduced a superbly frescoed
roiling , tinted walls , and n bar , the
elaborate furnishing of which was long
a theme for paragraphs in the news
papers and conversation among Its
patrons. The next great ston was taken
by Uoed & Stokes in the Hoffman house.
That doesn't bring us down to the
present period by any manner of means ,
but it wan the first stop in a direction
which seems to have turned
. , „ Without absolute knowledge on the
' subject , there is reason to believe that the
4 Hoffman house cafe , which is a combina
tion of restaurant , bar-room , picture gallery -
* lory and museum , cost , with its adorn
ments , bewilderments and oddities , not
4 , far from f 100.000. Its pictures are known
throughout the world of art. In fact ,
they constitute a gallery of itself worth
* the study and careful , imticnt investiga
tion of the most ardent lover of brush
and pencil , of chisel and of mallet. Its
table * , many of them I should say , quite
forty or lifly , of solid mahogany. Its bar
is n triumph of architectural beauty.
The imngmca upon the wall , thu tapes
tries , the collection of curious armors.tho
models of bouts , the strange medley that
confronts one on every hand , together
constitute one of the sights of the city ,
where men take ladles on tours of inspec
tion , as they would to the
"Stntuo of Liberty , " to Trinity
church , or to High bridge. The success
of Dclmonico's down town found an em
phasized parallel In that ot the Astor
lioiiho , as it liints ti worthy combination
in the success of the Hoffman. As in the
Astor house , one can meet journalists ,
judccs , lawyers , ministers , priest ? , rabbis ,
teachers , brokers , bankerspoliticians , so ,
circling from the Broadway entrance ,
along the mnrbl * hull , around into the
cafe and out upon Twenty-fourth btrcct.
dnfiles from four In the afternoon until
four In the following morning , in the
Hoffman houio , R procession including
u well as ot the city. Men whoso clasics
pcrhat > s arc somewhat more varied than
those in the Astor house , inasmuch as the
thO'Hoffman (5 ( utilized by theatrical people
ple of various grades , of Bportfl of all
sorts and name , in addition to the ordi
nary ranges of humanity of whom I
spoke above.
The conveniences.
In olden times , twenty years ago , if a
guest in any restaurant , cafe , or barroom
of the city wanted to send a telegram , it
was necessary for him to carry it himself ,
or secure , haphazard , the services of an
How Is it to-day ?
Why , In every hotel ot consequence , in
every bar-room of any pretension what
ever , you find messenger boxes by which
you can summon scrvico-ut moderate
rates , while in the Astor , Hoffman and
other noted rendezvous the continuous
click of the telegraph key nnd the fre
quent hello ! hello ! of the telephone an
swer for themselves this question. W hat
are the conveniences ? You call your car
riage , you send your letter , you wire your
dispatch , you do a multitude of trilling
acts which , crowded together , give co
much more life , so much more achieve
ment to ono's existence.than was enjoyed
or could by any possibility have been en
joyed by the generation preceding us.
Just for the fun of it 'jome with mo to
the Hoffman house. At the left as you
enter is the telegraph office , wliero pretty-
faced girls nut intelligent heads and nim
ble lingers at work "at your direction ,
where instant communication with cables
that stretch from shore to shore can bo
had , where messenger boys can bo sum
moned at the instant. On the right a
cigar stand , beyond it what is virtually n
book store , for you can got there any
periodical published on the face of the
earth , with card writer , stenographer
nnd typo writer at your hand. Passing
the ollicc , turning to the left , you scent
the sweet perfume from a displav unequaled -
equaled of choice flowers Bootblacks
in uniform await your order. A weigh
ing machine stands ready to take your
nickel and give your avoirdupois. A
nickel-plated model of a Fall Hi vcr steam
boat will puff its smoke and whirl its
wheels in response to a nickel deposited.
Oysters at the left , a free lunch at the
right , amaze of bewilderments , produced
by the happily combined efforts of art
and science , confront you. Fictures that
have cost from a thousand to twenty
thousand hang upon the walls , and
there , as t said , are this hundred thou
sand dollars' worth
of eye-attracting ,
soul-satisfying ,
Y'ou wish to sco the governor. There
ho sits. You want to meet the speaker.
There no stands. Senators and assem
blymen , judges and sheriffs , aldermen
and boodlers , representatives of every
newspapers in tno metropolis and ol
every great newspaper the country
round about are thoro. Maurice Bern-
hardt , son of the famous Sarah , stands
before me. Tall , slender , black-haired
black-eyed , something like his mother in
appearance , probably more like hi ;
father. A group of managers Henry E
Abbey , of ratti and Bernliardt fame , sits
at a table , where are witli him John Stet
son , the millionaire proprietor of the
Globe theatre in Boston and the 1 iftl
Avenue theatre in Now Yoik ; John
McCaull , well known upon the circuit
Maurice Grau , courtly nephew o
his courtly uncle , Jacobi John B
Schoeffcl , Abbey's partner in Iho manage
mentof the Park theatre , Boston ; Nat
Goodwin , who is as anxious to get away
from the Bijou opera house managers are
to hold him ; Al Hayman , manager fron
San Francisco ; the white haired Nester
from Chicago , Mr. MeVicker , and hi
near neighbor , Uncle Dick Hooley. Nigh
after night , from 10 until 2 , there can be
found in that place men of affairs trom
the country to the sea Buffalo Bill , will
his long hair ; Stcol Mackayo , with hi
grave face ; Tody Hamilton , Ham tun'
fertile eulogizer ; correspondents rcpro
sonting the great journals of the eas
and west ; actors who have hurried from
the theatres ; newspaper writers on their
way homo ; politicians just in from
Albany ; congressmen at homo or visitor
from abroad ; every man of distinctioi
who is stopping in the city for n day o
bo. The whole metropolitan panoranin
passes that way every day. And it in a
typo. As it is the largest and most expensive
pensive , it is the best known ; but thpr
are others in the city which , following
the lead set by
and his partner , are in their ways quit
as attractive and moro cosy , where th
procession is not so lone , where the pan
orama is less diversified , where there i
not so much of the ongoing of the world'
exterior. There is ono immediately opposite
posito Wallace's theatre white outside
white inside , with a curiously mosaicize
floor , looking like a pudding stone an
congregation of little pieces of marble
ana so one , whore a now style of bullc
bar is in vogue , and , by the way , tin
may bo said to bo the latest wrinkle
There is ono in A. T. Stewart's raarbl
building , corner of Chambers street ant
Broadway , and another in the Potto
building , corner of Park Row anu Beek
man street , where there is no opportu
nity , whore there is no bar against whic
to loan or over which to stand and argue
One side of the room is occupied by
bullet with a sort of bellied con
tor. In front of this , not be
hind it , stand the bar-keepers
and the guests or customers give the !
orders , without opportunity toe conver
sation or discussion , and where you are
expected to order what yon want , take
it , pay for it and leave ; but in addition
to this of which I speak , opposite Wai-
lack's there are half dozen , variously sit
uated on Broadway and adjacent streets ,
where the elaborate ornamentation Intro-
ducod in the Hoffman house is followed ,
to a greater or. loss degree.
to several thousand dollars each. And
this at n time when the legislature
of the state is in the very throes of dis
putation as to a high license law , and
when the temperance orators are burn
ishing up their honors , and the prohlbl-
tion phalanx is preparing to carry war
into the very heart of their enemy.
Is drinking on thu decline ?
On the contrary there never was a lime
in my experience when daily drinking
was M > universally a habit as now. Old
men and young men drink , and , worse ! ,
boys of tender years follow their exam I-
ple. Brokers drink b < : cni ; o they are excited -
cited ; dry goods dealers drink because
trade is dull ; all manner of excuses are
made by people who need make none , "
and fortunes are coined by men whoso
mental faculty is sharpened to the point
of appreciation of the fact that appetite
is stronger than principle , and some of '
Iho most palatial residences in this city
are owned by individuals who , twenty
years ago , were barkeepers in other pro-
tile's saloons , but upon whom the tide
of fortune flooded us soon as they opened
places of their own. Our chief streets
are lined with saloons of the gorgeous typo
I have referred to , and certain localities i ,
which a few brief years ago were recog
nized as our choicest streets for residen-
donees , are now transformed into thor
oughfares lined on either side by ullegod
restaurants , which are in reality simply
a style of private bar-room , with supper
room attached. * Twenty-third street Is a
conspicuous illustration of this. From
Broadway over to Seventh avenue almost
every house , formerly occupied by well-
Known citizens , is transformed into n
more or Jess respectable resort , whore
drinking by both sexes is the order of the
day and revelry the disorder of the night.
London papers toll of a spaniel which
saved the life of n cat Tim owner ot both
clodded to drown the cat , nnil threw It Into a
river. Tim dojc rescued tabby , and the man
threw li r In unla. Thin tlniti the spaniel
took the cut to the otbcr shoru ,
American Agriculture Mftde a Prominent
Subject of Debate ,
Ilcnrl Itochefort's Ten of Gull W r
Humors and Speculation A
Unll Without a "Fnliit *
ItiK Spell , "
PAUIS , March ! . tCorrcspondonco of
the BKK. ] Free-thinking Henri Hochc-
fort has not lot the Hivicra earthquake go
by without finding in this disaster ma
terials for an attack on his bete noire , the
church. Ho entitles his Intransigeant
editorial "Tho Finger of Providence , "
and asks at the start how it happens that
the clergv do not attribute this natural
catastrophe to divine wrath. He , of
course , answers his own question in the
next paragraph. "Because the churches
have suffered more than ether edifices
The first person to receive a fatal blow in
this cataclysm was a sister , who , like the
unfortunate woman of the bible , was
stoned to death. " In a post scriptum the
merciless priest-hater calls attention to
tl'c chapel at Bajardo , whoso roof foil in
and buried beneath its ruins 800 worshippers -
pers , and adds : "What a lugubrious corroboration -
roboration of what I have iust written. "
It is only in the midst of a bitter con
test between church and state like that
now waging In Franco that such arms
are used. But it must bo said in fairness
to the fiery editor of the Intransigeant
that it is not ho who throws the first
stone. Take for instancothis silly
airainst modern science that appeared in
a recent number of the Ultramontaino
Univors , which holds the same position
in the French religious press that the In
transigeant does in the republican press ,
namely , at ono of the extremes ,
The ether day in the chamber of depu
ties , M.Pcllotan showed conclusively that
the crisis through which French agri
culture is now passing is due , not to the
competition of foreigners , but to the old-
fashioned modes of cultivation and to the
imperfect means of transportation that
prevail in this country. "Look at what
they are doing on the other side of the
Atlantic , " exclaims M. Pelletan ; "I take
ono of the old western states , Illinois
How has its prodigious agricultural
wealth boon acquired ? Not through
emigration , since there are only 400,000
farmers for 275.000 farms in that state.
Nor are the highways so line
as ours.or the railroads so con
tiguous. You will say that it is
attributable to the fecundity of the soil.
But tills is only a partial explanation of
the phenomenon. No ; the real reason is
that while wo cling to antiquated cus
toms , antiquated laws and antiquated
implements ; while our scientific agricul
turists teach us that for a farm of about
forty-live acres live hands arc necessary ,
and'extra ones besides during harvest-
time , in America two men cultivate n
much larger area of ground , steam and
machinery have been bent to the work.
Sowing and reaping have been revolu
tionized , and mechanical contrivances
that wo know nothing about have boon
brought into play for the handling and
transportation of grain.
"And just think of the distances that
American corn is carried. Although
raised in the center of the continent , il
is sold on the seaboard. What would
say our farmers in the neighborhood of
Dunkirk , if their market were at Barcelona
lena , Spain ? And yet Chicago is about
as far as that from the Atlantic.
"Hero then are the advantages that
the United States have over us in this
matter of agriculture ; they enjoy genuine
democratic institutions , they have per
fected their mechanical methods anci
they have forced the railroads to servo
public interests , and not exclusively
those of the stockholders. Why cannot
wo imitate America in some of these re
spects ? There will bo found the remedy
for the present evil and not in & resort to
protection. "
M. Pelletan's speech reminds mo of
discussion that I once listened to on the
top of a stage coach in the south o :
Frrnco. The driver was defending the
reaping methods practised in his region
against the attacks of a farmer from the
neighborhood of Toulouse. It appeared
that , in the first instance , the custom waste
to seize the standing grain witli the left
hand and cut it with a sickle , while the
Touiouseno improvement thereon was
the employment of the cradle ! What a
revolution will M. Polletan's speech bo to
these men , if they chance to read it , am
how their conversation shows the cor
rcctness of his views.
Although the French may have some
thing to learn from us in the depart
mcnt of agricultural machinery , they
are unquestionably our masters In the
culinary art. The truth of this assortjoi
must bo admitted after a moment's glance
around the tables in the paviljon oftho ,
city of Paris where is now being'.held
the fifth annual exhibition of the Society
of French cooks.
This exhibition evidences in many
ways the high esteem in which gastro
nomy is held in Franco. Its honorary
president is no less a personage than the
ministcry of commerce ami industry.
Imagine a member of President Cleve
land's cabinet patronizing such an enter
prise ! Why , no would surely bo im
peached , if not by the senate , at least by
pubiic opinion.
In the catalogue of the exhibition the
cooks often give the name of their mas
ter , especially if ho is known in public or
is a member of the nobility. And thoy.
of course , do this with the tacit consent
of these same masters , for in Franco a
good kitchen counts for more than a tine
lion.-o. So wo find M. Sohcinbonbagon
announcing that ho presides over the
kettles aim saucepans of the Baron Tos-
sirza , while M. Avalard fills the same of
fice at the Count do Urammont's. M.
Achillo O/.anno , the editor of the organ
of the socioty.a bi-monthly entitled L'Art
Cuiinaire , Is always ready to inform yon
that ho was once the chef of his majesty
the king of Greece. M. Ozanno is also
famous , by the way , as the author of a
receipt for American lobster salad , written -
ton in verse , with a prologue. But I am
told that the rhyme of the receipt is far
inferior to the flavor of the salad.
The society does its utmost to encourage -
ago excellence. The catalogue of this
exhibition civcs a long list ot "laureates"
who have carried off grand prizes and
medals of honor , second prizes and third
prizes. The rules governing the admis
sion of exposcrs tire as precise and strin
gent as those of a world's fair. Some of
Uiom may , however , provoke a smile.
This one , for example : "Every inedited
ish must bo accompanied by the receipt
thereof. "
The mat kcd attention paid to the ap
prentices for in Franco cooking is even
a nuirc serious study than medicine with
us is very slgnilicant and goes far to explain -
plain why the French chot is facile urin-
cops the world over. Thus , these bud
ding cordons bleus have a whole table to
themselves , and if , turning from the mag
nificent productions of their elders , you
find a falling oft' in imagination and ex
ecution in these maiden efforts , still yon
are easily convinced that you ECO before
you the handiwork of more than one
future Vntol ,
At the Klysco ball the other night , the
cooks were kept busy , for , although M.
Urcvcy sent out only half as many invi-
The attention of the people of Omaha and vicinity is qallocleo our select assortment of
A line we are confident will bo found larger and better than any before offered in the city. On Monday , wo will offer
for sale the following :
20,000 , Rolls at 10 Cents Rer Roll ,
30,000 , Rolls at 12 1-2 Cents Per Roll
50,000 , Rolls at 15 Cents Per Roll , , , 1
. ' ' , This last lot comprises some beautiful patterns. Come and select first.
50,000 Rolls at 25 Cents a Roll. ,
This assortment is the finest put on exhibition ; all new and latest designs. !
10,000 , Rolls at 30c Per Roll , 5,000 , Rolls at 50c Per Roll ,
Half of this lot are "Hand Prints , " which we propose to close out. They sold last year at 75oandl per roll.
4,000 , rolls at 65c per roll , 5,000 , rolls Ingrain at 40c per roll
Ingrains are the Latest Novelty in Decorating. Sold Last Year at 500 and 6oc
Per Roll.
We have Reduced the Price on Lincrusta to almost that of Pressed Papers , Those Wishing to
Dscorate their Residences with this Beautiful Article will find it to their Interest to Call
Those who cannot afford the expense of a pat > er hanger , we ask to examine our stock and
prices before buying.
tations this year as last , the parlors were
crowded , and especially the refreshment
room , where scones are often witnessed
that remind you of what occurred
at a recent party at the Chinese minister's
in Washington.
Nobody tainted this season in the pres
idential ball room , but it was impossible ,
as of yore , to dance "tho glide , " for lack
of space , and the "hop waltz" was ren
dered dillicult because the couples were
glued to the floor by side pressure. " .1
never saw such squeezing,1' remarked an
ancient maiden lady to her charge. "But
it wasn't ray partner's fault , " answered
the young girl naively.
The venerable host seemed more satis
fied with his entertainment than many of
his crumpled and panting guests. Pres
ident Grevy appeared strong and well ,
although his gait is beginning to show
the advance of years. I venture to pre
dict , however , that ho will live out his
term. So Messrs Jules Ferry , do Frey-
cinct , Henri Brisson , ct al. , must be phil
osophically patient until 181I15 , or aban
don the desire to succeed the present in
cumbent. M. Grovy may oven survive
them all , a pleasant prospect for M.
Daniel Wilson , the president's shrewd
son-in-law , who not only resides at the
Elyseo Palace , but if wo believe the
quidnuncs rules there , too.
. 4
One of M. Grevy's ministers , M. Flour-
ens , who presides over the foreign of
fice , is just now the object of a good deal
of political criticism , for the Blowitz-
Flourens-Boulangor imbroglio is still the
talk of the cafes and newspaper oiliccs.
That Iho Times correspondent and min
ister of war should be in hot water again
is not surprising , , l for it is their
normal condition. But that
the minister of foreign affairs ,
whom nobody had over heard of until M.
Goblet unearthed him a few weeks ago ,
and whom nobody will probably over
hear of acain when this morbund cabinet
finally expires , as it itiust very soon- that
M. Flourens should have done anything
worth talking about , astonishes oven his
friends. And now that M do Blowitz
has told the whole story , it appears in
deed Unit not monsieur but madaine , not
the minister but his wife , is the cause of
the present tempest in a tea-pot. Here is
the tale briefly told : Do Blowitz tele
graphs the Times that Boulanger , with
out consulting his colleagues , sent n lot-
'tor ' to the Russian minister of war.
Thereupon the government and General
Boulanger deny the allegation of the
Times correspondent , and do Blowitz ,
driven into a corner , boldly declares , to
consternation of'the Flourons
the homo-
circle , that the wife of the minister
ot foreign affaire told the daughter
of the German ambassador 'at
Ilaris , the statement which appeared
in I ho London Times. Cherchozla fcmmo ,
say the French. But who would have
imagined to find in tfiis instance that the
marplot was the wife of B'julangor's col
league ! The Intransigeant is terribly
severe on poor Mrrio. Flourens , calling
her "a Catherine III. , " Catherine- . , it
will be remembered , having conspired
against her husband.
There is some talk of making M.
Flourons a senator. "Tho only danger
is , " says Henri Kochefort , whoso piquant
comments in current events 509111 to bo
at the head as well as at tne tail ot this
rambling letter , "that the voters may bo
captivated by the cunning Mmo.
Flourens and send the wito up to the
Luxembourg instead of the husband. "
But this would not bo so grave a blunder
as might bo imaged , for what would bo
tl'o husband's loss would bo the senate's
Wallace lIteed In the Atlanta Constitution.
John Blair came to a sudden halt in the
middle of the road.
"Shall I go on to Bothcl church ? " ho
asked , or loaf about in the sunshine ? "
Althougluhcro wiis , no ono in sight , ho
spoke aloud.
"What do I care for old Parson Dry-
man ? " ho continued. "Ho has frightened
alt these timid fools so that they have
turned hvpocritcs to escape the wrath to
come. Well , I'll take my chances. "
Sturdy , broad-shouldered , with a bullet
head , a square face , massive jaws , a resolute -
elute mouth and cold gray eyes , John
Blair looked the very incarnation of
strength and courage.
Ho stood still a moment and glanced
up and down the narrow country road as
it meandered through the brown and
barren fields and rocky woodlands until
it lost itself in the roil hills.
The dilapidated rail' fence by the wayside -
side attracted his attention.
"Just like neighbor Morris , " ho said
with a grim smilo. "Dick is a fool , of
course , and with such land as that ho
couldn't do much , but ho could dobetter.
Look at my place. It was almost as
bad , but 1 have turned it into u garden
spot. "
John Blair loaned1 over the rotting
fence and critically surveyed the land
scape. The patches of half cleared land
visible in the stunted forests on the rocky
hillside did not pronnio much.
"As I am not going to old Bethel , " said
Blair , "I'll do u little exploring. "
Ho cautiously climbed the fence and
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started with a swinging stride in the di
rection of the hills.
Two hours later John Blair struggled
up out of a ravine with a brown lump in
his hand. His face was white as a sheet ,
and his eyes blazed with excitement.
Ho swung nis hat around his head.
"Gold ! Gold ! Gold I" ho shouted.
Then witli a seared look he crouched
down in the grass , still holding the brown
lump in hi * hand.
"What a fool I am ! " he whispered.
"But nobody hoard mo. It is Sunday ,
and mv good neighbor Morris is at
church. "
Ho pulled out his knife , and with the
stout blade chipped off a few pieces from
his mysterious lump. These he examined
"I was right , " ho almost gasped , with
a sigli of relief. "This is iron and noth
ing elwo. My mining days in Pennsyl
vania taught mo something. I know
good ore when 1 sec it. "
Taking the specimens in both hands ho
throw it with all his force against a rock
and broke it. Ho scrutinized the frag
"It is iron , " ho repeated , "and that
means gold. Yes , gold ! " he exclaimed ,
again giving away to his excitement.
Blair sprang to his feet and looked
about him. There was no ono to bo
seen. Gathering un the pieces of his
specimen ho walked rapidly down to a
little creek at the foot of the hill and
throw them into the water.
Dick Morris thought that his luck had
changed when John Blair made him an
offer for his farm.
There was very little haggling over
terms. Morris was chid to get anything ,
and when ho carried homo a thousand
lollars In twenty dollar gold pieces , Mrs.
Morris and the throe tow-headed child-
: en were so much agitated that their first
rupulso was to sit up all night. They
inally compromised by going to bed and
remaining wide awake until daylight.
The Morrises packed up their houso-
tiold goods and lost no time in transfer
ring themselves to the west. They were
slad to leave the old red hills whore they
liad known nothing but poverty and toil.
Honest Dick Morris foit some compunc
tions of conscience , although ho could
not see whore ho was to bhiine , and be
fore his departure ho hunted up John
"Now , John , " said ho , apologetically ,
'I hope von are satisfied with the trade ? "
"Oh , it will do , " answered Blair , puff
ing away at his cob pipe.
' 'You know 1 never bragged about the
place , but then you know it us well ns 1
do or bettor. "
"Just so , " assented Blair , shortly , "I
know it as well as you do or bettor. "
"Then I am satisfied , " said Morris.
"Good-byo , old follow , and may the
good Lord prosper you and yours. "
The ether took his hand , and looking
down nt the ground , said :
"Good-byo , Morris. Take my advice ,
and stick to the west. There is iv chance
tliero for you. Thcro is none hero , as
you know. As for myself , 1 am a good
worker , ami can make a living whore
you would fail. "
They parted good friends , and the
Morrises started on their western trip.
"I can't help fooling sorry for Blair , "
said Dick to his wifo. "Ho was always
so ollisli that I nnyer know what a good
follow ho was until wo got to trading.
When wo get settled and begin to pros
per , I shall try to persuade him to como
out and join us. "
And Dick felt the weighty money bolt
around his waist , and beamed all over
with good nature and gratitude.
The growth ot Ironboro w'as almost
magical. In the region around it nothing
like it had over been known.
When Blair found that big brown lump
ho had found a fortune.
Blair was no ordinary farmer. Ho had
a head for affairs. Ho organized a com
pany and controlled it. Capital was ob
tained , and ho controltod that too. He
was so strong-willed and clear-headed
that few men were his mutch. They recognized -
cognized his gift of leadership , and
yielded to him.
So Ironboro was laid out. A railroad
was built from it to ono of the main
transportation linos. Furnaces , rolling
mills , steel works and kindred industries
were soon in full blast. Statefy struc
tures of granite and brick were oreeted.
In five years Ironboro was a flourishing
little city. In ton years it was an impor
tant industrial centor. In fifteen years
it was generally spoken of as a me
So much prosperity had Its n atur
effect upon John Blair. The Iron King ,
ns ho was called , had always been cold
and unsympathetic , and his success did
not change him for the better.
"The proudest man that overstepped , "
said ono of his acquaintances in speak
ing of him , and his appearance justified
If John Blair loved anybody it was
his daughter , a beautiful girl just bloom
ing into bollohood. Sim was motherless ,
and perhaps this had something to do
with her father's tenderness.
It was to dream of ills daughter and
plan a birthday tmrpriso for her that the
millionaire took a stroll on a quiet Sab
bath morning in the suburbs of Ironboro.
Ho answered the salutations of his fcl-
low-townsmen with a curt neil and pro
ceeded on ills way. He could not afford
to shake hands with any human creature
unless ho represented n cool million at
the very least.
Un anil still onward the rich man
walked , until he was out of sight of tow
ers and steeples and mansard roofs , lint
the unusual exercise fatigued him and
iinally ho throw himself upon a moss-
covered rock in a shady covert and gave
himself up to his thoughts.
"Jennie would like this , " ho saiil , "I
must bring her out hero. The very place
for a summer resort. "
Then ho thought of his daughter's
birthday , and his hard face softened.
What was that ? It soouicd like a
stealthy Btop in the bushes.
Blair glanced around him. His keen
gray eyes had their old eagle like range ,
and they took in everything.
' It was something , " he said ns lie ro-
clincil on his elbow , and proceeded to
build more air-castles for Jennie and
Another rustle among the dead lea vo
Was it somebody or was it an animal.
The loneliness of the place put Blair on
his guard. He was absolutely fearless ,
but as the Iron King , ho felt that it was
his duty to take care of himself. His ap
prehensions howover.iif .he had any , van-
shed when ho saw a gray-haired , feeble-
ooKing man , in tattyrod garments ,
emerge from the depths of the forest and
stamrbcforc him.
The newcomer paused and looked Blair
steadily in the face.
"Move onl" commanded tlto latter.
The tramp aid not stir. His thin , yel-
ow face bora the lines of care and suf
fering , and his garb showed that h < ) had
traveled far , and had boon exposed to all
sorts of weather.
"This is no place for tramps , " said Blair
coldly , "vou must move on. "
"John Blair ! "
The millionaire started.
"What do jou mean by addressing mo
in that way ? ' " ho shouted , "heave at
onco. "
"John Blair , have you forgotten mo ? "
The other looked steadily at the man a
"I do not know yon , " was his reply.
"lam Dick.Morris. "
Blair assumed a sitting posture and
grasped his walking stick with u linn
Well , " ho remarked carelessly , "yon
sucm to have had a rough tussle with the
world. Such is life. Some go up and
some go down , i have gone up. "
Morris remained silent , and his im
passive face expressed no emotion ,
"But you should have stuck to the west ,
Dick. Hal ha ! A great country is the
west. Thcro was room for you out there.
I am surprised to sco you hack here. "
"John Blair " Morris "if
, replied , my
appearance turprises you , what do you
think my surprise must bo ? 1 left this
place a wilderness. 1 lind it a greatcity. "
"Just so , Dick. It is a great city. And
1 have made it. I own most of it. I own
most of the men and women in it. Why ,
Dick , those hirelings over there , whether
they wear broadcloth or jeans , are mv
slaves. Ihoy run at my beck and call.
They bask in my smile , and are wretched
when 1 frown' The Lord has been good
to me , old follow , "
"And wiiat lias made you so rich ? "
nskud Morris , licrcoly. "
"Brains , friend Morris ; brains and bard
work. "
"Why not say robbery V"
"See hero , Dick Morris , you must
take yourself oil' , growlcu the Iron
"But it was robbery , " was the answer.
" 1 know tlio whole story. Von too1' ad
vantage of 1113' ignorance and stupidity.
1'ou prowled ubout on my land , and dis
covered iron. Then you stull'ud mo with
western fables , bought my property for
a bong , and persuaded mo to try my luck
beyond the Mississippi. 1 tooic your ad
vice. I went. The land swindlers got
most of my mom > j * . I toiled hopelessly
with my wife and children year after
year , but to no purpose. 'I he deadly
swamp fever carried oil' my family one
by one , and loft mo the wrcok of my
former solf. 1 tramped it all the way
here , and what have 1 found ? Happiness
ami wealth that should have teen mine
1 lind centered in you. "
Blair rose to his'feet. His face had re
its every day hard look.
"Well , what are you going to do about
it ? " ho asked. "Tho law is on my Hide. "
"Tho law ! " mienrod Morris. "What is
the law worth when you have an utterly
desperate man to deal with ? "
Tiic millionaire turned palo. What
was the law worth in Hiicli a cafe ? He
grasped his stick inovo firmly.
"Did you follow me here ? " ho asked.
"I did ! "
"Ami your object V"
"To kill you I"
Blair raised his stick. Morris ( "topped
back and drew a pistol.
"Hold , my friend , " Raid the threatened
man , "you do not mean to su.y that be-
caitso I not " thu best of you In a trade you
arc going"to murder mo ? The Iron is
mine. " iti
"And your bloodM mini * , " cried Mor-
nsl cooking his pistol.
1'or God sake , Morris , stop ! Wo can
iimku some arrangement. Think of
my daughter ! "
"Your daughter , you robb"-1 * VL
wui my daughter's futu * "
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With the desperate fury of a bravo
man at bay , Blair rushed forward with
uplifted stick.
A sparp report rang out , and the iron
king fell heavily to the ground -with a
bullet through his brain.
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Blair's fate had a mystery connected
with it that the Ironboro detective could
not unravel. A pistol was found by the
dead man's side. Was it murder or sui
cide ? The disappearance- an unknown
tramp gave color to the murder theory ,
but the fact that the dead had not been
robbed made it doubtful. The truth was
not known till months later , when a dy
ing tramp in a hospital in a distant city
told the story of the crime. Ho ex
pressed no regrets , and with his last
breath exclaimed :
"I had to take his life to get oven. It
took his blood to pay tor my iron ! "
W , II. Dnlton , of Palatka , Fin. , 1ms a Mnl-
a.trsn cat that Is twenty-two years old. The
cat is too deaf to be a successful niouser , but
sn't slow In getting around when a rat is
near by.
The Miles City Journal Rives currency to
i rumor that a band of sheep recently snowed
n survived two weeks ana grow fat feeding
on ono another's fleece.r
In a great storm of snow nd sleet recently
n Knglnml the wlincs of r66l < 8 froze fast'to
heir bodlrs , and hundreds of the birds were
killed by falling : trees , being unable to lly.
The janitor of the court house at Oultmore ,
a. , Ims a net In a big white rat. The other
day a Inrco common rat was turned into the
room with the white one. and they got Into
despp.ruto light. The white one finally gained
, ho victory.
Deer are abundant In Calaveras county ,
al. A herd of twenty-six came down to
settler's cabin the other day , and ho shot HVB
of them without going twenty feet from hn !
lour. Two miners on snow shoes , going
through the woods , came upon a line uoo ana
ran her down in the deep snow.
Jacob Smith , of Pcrrvsvlllo , Ky. , missed
us horse ono day recently , and was highly
Incensed against the animal , which Imd a
propensity for straying. Mr. Smith was pro
pitiated , however , when the horse returned
mer an absence of twelve hours , carrying in
his mouth a pockctbook containing $5.
As Am on True , of Clark , was going
through the woods the oilier day , accompan
ied by his dog. which Is part collie , part New
foundland , lie came suddenly upon n bltr
sray wolt. The dog at once tackled the
jcust and for half an hour tlio battle rated ,
but finally the do * cot a throat-hold and
strangled the wolf.
A year ngo Clmiles Johnson , of Oilftin.Gn , ,
bought a jtitbUicu kitten and gave It to Ida
children tor a pot Ono day It disappeared ,
and wlinn Mr. Johnson found It , weeks
afterwards. It had turned perfectly gray. Tno
clmngo In the color of the cat's hair Is sup
posed to have been caused by grief at its sep
aration trom the children.
C. P. Marshall , of Perry. Ga. , shut up tils
cat In tno dining room ono afternoon last
week and went Into the library to take a nnpj
Half an hour alterward he was surprised to
find Tom purring away on ihe sofa beside
him. 'Ihe cat had climbed up the dinlntf-
room chimney , walked across the roof and ' 3
do = ccnded tlnough the other chimney into V
the library.
The great tit , the enemy of the beekeeper , 4
not only picks up the dead bees In winter ,
but Invites live ones out by pecking at Hie
mouths of the hives. Ho secures many by
tills ruse , but In an Kia-llsji town a trap was , '
set for the gieat tit , and caught him by the
letr , wlipn at once a number of IHTH rushed
out and stune him round the beak and eyes ,
and In exactly lour minutes ho was dead ,
Mrs. William Ualloy. of lllpley , Pa. , went J
the other morning to milk her cow , n very '
Vidualile tlioroiignhred , and was gone so long
that her husband wont to see what was the , i
matter , lie found the cow f-tandlng over the I
dead body of his wife , whom slio had gored <
to death , and when he undertook to lomovo i
the hocly thn mnd niihual attacked him. and j
but for the arrival of neighbors wo.i Id have fl
killed him alsu. 4
Forty-nine years ago the falhnr of llarilson ;
Gllburt. of Chill. HI. , bought a tuo-yer-od ! (
pony from Iho Indians. When thu war of i
( lie rebellion began the pony was twenty-five
vcnrs old , hut Mr.Gllbert rode hlm'allIhrou.'h 5
the war , nnd neither was hurt Tno old follow - I
low still lives , tenderly cared for. Ho hasn't ri
a tooth In his head , llvo.s on corn-bread and >
bran mash , and Is prolmblv the oldest horse 3
In America , if not in the \voild. ; 5
Mrs. Jennie ! Cluto , of lonln. Mich. , was at- Vi
tacked last week by a largo Plymouth Hock !
loostcr , which flew at her , knocke'cl her <
down , nnd followed up hi * unexpected attack - "
tack with bill and claws. Her screams .
alarmed the hired help , whn came to the res-
cuu with a pall of writer and stove-hook , and ,
after thoronglilv soaking the bird with tha '
water and heallni : his head fo a Jelly with
tlioMovfl lioolf. Mrs. ( Jliito was IC CIUM ! , but
her Injuries will conllno her to the house for
several weeks. t
On a pedestal near the gat ot tlm Clnelij > }
natl ynolo leal ( .MideiiK there recently stood ' .
the stulIVil liuiiniot n donltev which , wlion ,
alive , withstood thn attacks of a lion and . ' ]
beat Him off. The lion , it RCOIIIS , had broken
out of his raire and escaped to a wood near
bv. On a urnssy hillock mljolnnu a donkey j
; ily stretched In jilacld sliimlior-n sluuitxT , .
that u'asnulelv dlstiiihcd by the linn , who , ]
In a few bounds was upon lilin. When tha
donkey fell tilt * L'roat rims' ! of llcsli de.scend ji
upon him ns If from the nlniuls ho was stunned -
nod and Indignant , but not frightened , prr < „
haps , b-'catisc Im had never mud tiny of the i
wonderful Moilesal'out thelloii. He < ; iilcU > |
recovcicd from Iliu Mow. and , r I sine. ho ] -I
out Imth hind fed at thn same time , ana i
can lit tin- lion squaielv In the forelictd. i
lladly hurl , the lion skulked otf , and tutor tti - '
ifoukpy Uhd : of the \voucil received nt tn *
oil set. ' "