The old merchants of New York City / by Walter Barrett.

OF.NEW YORK CITY.

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belonged to the Albion Lodge at one time; in fact, a
man could not be admitted unless he had originality.
Francis B. Cutting, the Satterthwaites, the Seixas, the
Harts, and I do not know how many hundreds of well
known names are on those books. Alderman Chipp
was Treasurer when I was admitted, and is so now.
By special permission, Henry C. Marx and myself were
admitted the same night to all degrees up to Master
Mason. No others were admitted that night. Our
papers ought to have been signed by Morgan Lewis.
Mine was sent to Holland, where I went shortly after,
and I never received it; consequently never have been
in a lodge since, and lost sight of Marx for a long time.
I now return to Marx. He had a large property
from his father, the old merchant. He spent enormously, and, I believe, spent the property of his sisters.
They moved, after his death, from Broadway to Amity
street. They were as original in their way as he was
in his. They would walk in Broadway, leading King
Charles spaniels, Italian greyhounds, or some rare and
costly breed of dogs, with a silver collar and silk strings.
They dressed tastefully always, but pleased themselves.
Their dress, like their brother Harry's, was faultless.
They loved him tenderly. They used to attend Trinity
Church, and of late years the Chapel. Leases have fallen in, and I am told they are now rich again - have
recovered from the effects of the folly of Harry. They
were never exactly poor, for I believe an uncle in London
allowed them a handsome income, with but one condition required, that the Rector of Trinity Church
should send a letter annually to London, stating that
they used their money properly, and not extravagantly.
as Harry had done.
Of the eldest son of Captain Jacob Stout, Jacob Jr.