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Show PEN PICTURE OF A. T. I STEWART. j . He dicfsen in black. His clothes I are well made and hi him perfectly.' His jexvilry consists of iS plain gold! waten. worth about $.K)t ), which he seldom disturbs (mm its place in his vest pocket. He lo;ahs all personal adornments. Thrt.t. smftI, luin linen-covered bmt(.IW appear on bis Ehirt bosom. No watch chain is visible. visi-ble. Hewiurs WUck beaver hat, which weighs a h df-pound less tlian the heavy gray stovepipe fashion ordains or-dains shall be worn this summer. His hair, of a reddish gray, is neatly drrssed at all times. His beard, which is more tinted with gray tlian his hair, is short, and trimmed regularly, regu-larly, so as to be kept at the same length all the year around. Where a cumbersome naoiut iche ought to be, a hair is never permitted to attain at-tain more than a day's growth. Ho is of a Blender, though compact ohys-ique. ohys-ique. His complexion is ruddy", and bespeaks the best of health. He always al-ways looks as if be had just left the toilet table. This man is seventy-tour seventy-tour years of nge. In conversation his blue eyes are never for an instant taken oil yours. His face bears tbe impress of prudence, discretion, self-confidence, self-confidence, a calmuess impossible to rullle, and above all, of honesty and truthfulness. He never speaks loud enough to be heard ten steps from where he stands. Eaves-droppera cannot catch even the sound of bis voice. He Bhakes bands with you cordially nay, even warmly. He is courtesy and politeness itself. His conversation is always couched in the refined language of tbe educated gentleman. gen-tleman. He uses no slang. He is witty and at times vivacious. He is no teetotaler; be drinks oniy at meal hours; his favorite wines are Johan-nisberg, Johan-nisberg, from Metternich's private vineyard, the like of which is not easily found in this country; he is fond of Sherry and Madeira; his wine cellar contains probably the choicest collection of wines in America. This man's wealth is estimated at a hundred, hun-dred, million, made by him since 1S34 in New Y'ork city. He has no children; he has no, a single known relative on the face ol the earth. He is the last of bis race. It is A. T. Stewart. |