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Stewart The Merchant Millionaire

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Parent Issue
Day
31
Month
March
Year
1865
Copyright
Public Domain
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are only partners in pront. Me is the solé master of all that is bougbt and sold. He knows every artiole that oomes in or goes out of the store. No bundie leaves without a check. He se lected a shawl one day for his wife, and, neglecting to check, it could not leavc the building. No merchant in New York works asmany hours or gives such individual attention to his business. - r His rooms are ie his down town store. He comes down early, takes his dinner at 5 o'clock, returns and remains at his work till late at night. He is as difficult to approach as the grand lama. Go to the store, and you are met at the door by a courteous gentleman, once an affluent merchant, who kapt bid own es tablishtnent. To your que9tion if Mr. Stewart is in? a response comes, "Wh.at is your business ?'' "I want to see Mr. Stewart ?" "You can't gee him unless I know what you want, eir." It is private you say. "Mr Stewart has no private business." If your statement ia satisfactorj, you are allowed to pass up stairp. Here you aro root by another bland but portly gentleman, once a judgeof one of our courts, now the contídetitial business agent and companion of Mr. Stewart, to wbom he devotes all his time. He subjeots you toaseiies of cross osaminations as vigorous as if you were on a stand in court. He keeps you from Stewart if he can. If he can't when your turn comes, he ushers you into a little box ten by twenty, where sits the autoorat of the New York merchants. He receives you with a blank countenance and a cold oye. His voice is suppressed, his face inanimate, and his air impatient. Yon hurry through your business, andneed a strong temptation to induce you to run the gauntlet the second time. L3Lf" "Why don't you present yourself as a candidate for congress ? aBked a lady oí her husband, who was ,confined to the house with the rheumatism. ';Why shoul4 I, roy dear ?" he inquired, "I have no qualifications for the station." "I think you have," responded the wife, "your language and actions are truly parliamentary. When billa are prcsented, you either order them to be laid on the table, or you make a motion to rise ; thougjh often out of order, you are still supported by the ohair ; and you often poke your nose into measurea whic.h are calcujated to dpstroy the constitution." L3T " Well, George," asked a friend of a young lawyer, who had been adinitfce4 about a year, " how do you like your new prcfession?" 'fhe reply was aocompanied by a brief sigh to oiiit the occasion - " My profession js much better tban my practiue,'1

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Michigan Argus