Judge — August 26, 1882 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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Probably a croved like this MORNING—EVENING I stoop on th As the festiv 'Mid the blare of the ba And the handkerchief wa’ out hh the ind the shout, Ea a sparkling ray, And 1 gald, as I stood on the string-plece, * You do look uncommonly Itis twilight. Again Tam standing On the pier aa that ‘scursion comes in, How silently ap to the landing Draws the boat with its Sunda Each person looks fa; ach person is mood I stand on the strin; Jook uncommonly Git ham! A Great Financier. BY JOHN BLACKBRIDGE, Ir T have not lately unfolded to an attentive world the leaves of that book on which are in- scribed the destinies and doings of the monu- mental mercantile and financial firm of Bosco- bello, Bolaro & Co., it is not because there is little to be learned therefrom, or that the theme is lacking in interest. During the late torrid heats the minds of readers were not in condition to grasp the profound philosophies jated and practiced by the great Bosco- ‘on spring poets, the old man's heavy boots, and the high ¢ 3 of Coney Island sof beer, were that spell of weather, invite us to nobler contemplations vod enough for But cooler days now ‘The operations of the house during the past year have been gigantic, su ful, and much talked about. Having obtained advices from the Azores as to the failure of the canary seed crop, they at once secured the entire visible supply on the planet; fiteen bags in New York, four barrels in London, a bushel in Boston, three pecks in Philadelphia. ‘The profits on this stupendous corner were seven- teen dollars and fifty cents, and something over twenty dollars were expended in cabling, but, asthe senior member remarked, “You can't almost always have glory and profit. both.” Their potato speculation was even more brilliant, Tt is well known that in May and dune, 1882, it was impossible for even the THISIS AN AMETEUR OF ENC LL rewire better treatment than the ordinary run of mil dlish of potatoes, | was obliged to fore | rice and beans. Invit by Mo Mitehell (who wa ing a dish of Saratoga chips on the table, he exclaimed, “What reckless extravagance! is indeed a preferred stocl placing several handfuls in his pocket, said, “I will take these home to my family and gladden their hearts. They have not tasted potatoes in six weeks. At this time the entire supply on the Con- tinent (eighty-four barrels, and a ‘small measure,” with an honest bottom, accidentally discovered on the Eighth avenue) was con- | trolled by Boscobello, Belaro & Co. In this transaction they were largely assisted by the | heavier banks of Wall street. ‘The discount line of the firm went up to $40,000, and Bos- | cobello, in his zeal to crowd every « the speculation, went without kis us allowance of pereale shirts ($7.50 a half dozen, with an oroide collar-stud thrown in), V tory crowned his efforts, and he sneceeded in driving up potatoes to two dollars a quart, at which price I now owe my grocer for three months’ consumption, Boscobello complains that his bavkers absorbed more than their fair share of the profits, and that they sampled the potatocs quite too lavishly; but still he me gets six weeks at Saratoga from the proceeds, we have had our ceilings kalsomined, and have had a plumber and helper in the house two days, fancy we made out pretty well, ‘The operations of the house in ice are not | so well known, Boscobello foresaw the city of ice in New York for tt son of 18 owing to the prevalence of killing frost | the Hudson, and the damming of the Maine | rivers by people who had anything to do with, them. Hence he sold several million tons of ice at less than market rate, ‘to arriv ceiving five cents per ton deposit as a gnar- antee of the buyers’ good faith. No time of ified, but this great merchant to state verbally, as follows: es it is now on the way; we will Iet you know on arrival.” ‘This was per- ly true, since every day the Shipping wzelle announced icebergs moving south: lly, latit N., longitude 62 W., Greenwich measurement. “T can’t help it, my boy,” said Boscobello to me one morning, 3 to con Ton, Russe 3, and ¢ 1 once to a fre: nted points), : I Sage sume lunch nd see- he ar into 1 spring 80 Then | Hillesale Jammed the office door behind him in great wrath. “1 can’t help it ifthe bergs don’t azrive in the East River on time, The profits don't war ng them in, But, in the mea time, we retain our customers’ margins | guarantee of good faith, When the comes, we shall be liberal in weight. No 2,000 pound tons shall be dealt out by 0 pounds every time. T may indeed los by my generosity, but such is my natur Tean't help it.” I often partake of the hospitality of the Senor Boscobello. His is at the corner of Fifth avenue and ty-fourth | street, a toney quarter, where the blue blood | extensively prevails and is highly appreciated. Our favorite lounging room is the rear parlor, where the open windows give plenty o j and yet the closed shutters in front suggest | that the entire iiousehold isat Newport. ‘The good dinner at six p.m, having trained his cook carefully to avoid such | menus as are published in the Tribune, Even ‘Talboys admits that old Bos and Blackbridge together pretty good notion of nd that their only heresy cons | hoiding that a sonpeon of Bordeaux must is necessary component part of a suce: valau-vent-a-la-financier Reclining on a sofa in this rear parlor the other aRernoon afer dinner, enjoy view of a superb examy over the mantel, flanked on eithe wand a Diaz, I ice residence dleve ave a dine ts in a ful id to my he ehor, can you not acquaint me with se tou of your business methods? be rich and famous. able to draw cheeks , loo, would 1, too, would like to be nd things on banks, and also, Cospefto, to receive the same written | tomy order, 1, too, would hike to own ehoie examples of James Hope, Diaz and Roussea I would like kalsomined ceilings, potatoes, moquette carpets, and to be able to buy for two days the society of a plumber and hel) Tell me how these things are don “ Volontiers,” replied Senor Boscobello, “ First help me finish this flask of De that has been so long in the ice-pail. It is desirable,” he continued, sipping the bubbling amber of the vintage, ‘to begin with, that a mercantle financier should own an unexe | tionably toney residence, like this ¢ | hought it a few years ago for $50,000, | $5,000 and hanging up the remai Martigny der on long, comicbooks.com