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New York City down east to Boston. But the stage-coach couldn't take care of the traffic now. So a line of steamboats started up from New York

. out through Long Island Sound.

I and George Law ---"Live Oak George established it. That bridged over a good part of the distance between the two cities. Then from Stonington a railroad was built the rest of the way to Boston. The traffic

. that went over this part-water-and-part-rail line, soon showed that it was to be a money-maker; that this was what the two cities had long been waiting for. As soon as I saw that, I wanted to have control of the railroad end of the route, as well as of the steamboat end. So Vanderbilt and I went in and bought enough shares of the “Boston and Stonington Railroad” to control it. In fact, his family and I were pretty closely tied up together in those days. Because at this time, besides the partnership between him and me in this railroad, his brother Jake was with me in the Stonington Line of steamboats. But my life hasn't had so much to do with Jake. He was never the pusher that his brother was.

I was getting busy now in still another direction. Some time before this, since the best fishing is in deep waters, I had become a broker in Wall Street. By this time that section of New York City had gone through a wondrous change from what it had been in my first visits to the city. Wall Street wasn't any longer the market place of a big village. It


was becoming a money centre. Banking houses

a were going up there, and an Exchange Room for trading in railroad and steamboat shares. Railroads now were spreading over the country like measles in a boarding school. There was need of some place where their shares could be bought and sold. Wall Street got to be that place. The big commercial men of the nation were in New York. They lived in the aristocratic section, on Pearl, Broad, Water, Beaver and Whitehall Streets. So it was natural that they should locate the Stock Exchange right in the centre of their part of the town, at the corner of Broad and Wall Streets.

My banking enterprise up at the “Bull's Head” had got me more or less familiar with handling money. I had learned to find my way around in Wall Street's doings. So now. I started in on my own account. The firm was “Drew, Robinson & Co.” Robinson was a Nelson Robinson whom I had known up at Carmel. He had also been in the menagerie business — used to ride in the ring, all bespangled with shiny gold and silver lace. As soon as the fiddler was through (because in our old circus days they didn't have the big brass bands that circuses have now), the clowns would come leaping into the ring with a “Here we are again,” and then Robinson and the rest of the circus performers would parade in and go through their monkey-shines. The “Co.” in our firm


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stood for Robert Weeks Kelly (the Weekses were also big people in the circus business up in Carmel). This Kelly, though, had made most of his money in the drover business. He was a shrewd, thrifty drover, and after Chamberlain died he became my son-in-law. So since we three knew each other well, we started together in the banking and broker business.

With so many fish-poles going at once, I was kept tied close to business. Never was much of a fellow to take vacations, anyhow, and during these days I wouldn't have had a chance even if I'd wanted to. There were

There were some business men who kept drawing off their thoughts to politics and affairs of state. And if a fellow had been SO minded, he could have taken up a deal of his time in talking about such things, because there was lots of excitement those days. There was the Mexi

And then the Slave question down South got people all stirred up. But I was too busy to bother with such things. When a fellow is making money

busier every year. Because the more money he makes, the more investments he has to search out, in order to keep his money working. And the more investments he has, the more money he's going to make. Which means still more time in finding safe employment for it. And so on. Such far-off things as wars in Mexico, Missouri Compromises, and Slave Wars in Kansas, could

he gets

can war.

not be allowed to come in and take my thoughts away from business.

But I did now and then take time off to see the sights. For instance, there was the big celebration when Henry Clay visited the city. He came up to be present when the body of President John Quincy Adams was brought on to New York from Washing

I had always regarded Clay as a great man. He had been the one to import Devons, Herefords and a lot of fine short-horns from England, and was helping to introduce these breeds into the Kentucky and Ohio lands. New England's favourite was the Devon. There was also the long-horn Texas cattle, which was being boasted about by the Westerners. But I never took much to those long-horns. They are but one remove above the buffalo, and are ungainly critters. The polled Durham of Ohio is far better for ordinary purposes, being quiet at the feeding rack and troughs. I kind of took to Henry Clay because he was so hot to get the farmers out in his section of the country to take up with high-grade breeds of cattle. On his farm in Kentucky they used to say that he had as fine a fat stock array as a man could ask to see. Those Western soils, anyhow, helped a whole lot in improving the breeds of live stock. There was the red hog of New Jersey, which formed the foundation for the large and heavy animals exported to the West Indies; when sent West it took on plumpness and became




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that fine-grained meat which corn-growing countries
always give to a healthy breed. The same thing
happened with the white hog of Pennsylvania.
Before he was sent to Northern Ohio, he was a
tough and lanky animal; but out there he became
fine and plump. Out West also they got to crossing
the Berkshire and China breeds upon the common
heg, and made something finer than had ever been
seen before. Those Western States were great
in improving the qualicy of butcher's meat.
Clay would, to my thinking, have made an A No. I
President if he had ever been elected.

But after a while we don't have so much time orer at our banking house of "Drew, Robinson & Co." for discussing breed's of cartie. We had car bands funt in banding the business chat begaa to come in. When you are baning monet, buring and sing tai road and starboat shares and such like to korps you going too don't look out. one sin make an a might loss. In fact car house made a ship at the start. One of our CHStomers was a telom taze had tocan for some time. He crea us $30,000.

Vy pamers were for extending the loan. I was against it. That begged I

Ther taiked about old friendship's sakt, and such Eke. Ther got me to consent. Resul:

Resul: - we lost the moner. That taught me a lesson. Sentiment is

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