Article Text
The announcement of the suspension of the banking firm of Middleton & Co., this morning, created some excitement about town, but nothing like a sensation or panic, as the house had been considered somewhat shaky lately, and to many the news of the suspension was not a matter of surprise. Inquiry in the best-informed banking and financial circles of the city shows that there IS no apprehension felt that the failure will extend beyond the Middleton house. The Washington banks and banking houses rank among the soundest and most conservative in the country, and they have lately been taking extra precautions to fortify themselves fully with resources to meet any call. Should the emergency require it they could readily unite as they did some years ago to form a clearing association that would prevent any possibility of a Inancial disturbance. The situation at Chicago has not changed materially within the last twenty-four hours, and the result is as uncertain as in a ball game with a tie score, two men out and the bases full. Mr. Blaine is at the bat, and he has a national reputation as a slugger. On two previous games, under similar circumstances, he "struck out," but his friends are confident that this time he will get in a safe hit, and make a home run to the White House. Mr. Arthur, however, is a dangerous pitcher, famous for head-work, and is well supported behind the bat by Mr. Edmunds, while the bases are handled in a masterly manner by Logan, Sherman and Gresham. Lincoln, as short stop, is another dangerous man, while Hawley, Harrison and Allison make a strong out-field. London is again disturbed in body and mind by further dynamite explosions. The conspirators, to show their boldness, set off one can right under the nose of the police in their headquarters in Scotland Yard. Another can was exploded near one of the fashionable clubs. A number of people were injured, mostly of the working classes, against whom the dynamiters cannot be supposed to have any grievance. But it is part of the mischief of such blind and peevish freaks of revenge that they generally fall more heavily on the natural friends of the conspirators than on their supposed enemies. Mr. Quay, the Pennsylvania "boss," has heretofore been content to pull the strings from behind the scenes, but now he aspires to come out as a duly authenticated statesman, and hence has set about capturing the congressional nomination from his district. He will undoubtedly get it. but even with this prize in possession, his eyes are said to have a far-away look in the direction of one of Pennsy Ivania's two seats in the Senate. Freddie Gebhard's horse Leo beat the record yesterday by jumping the top rall at SIX feet six Inches. Freddie is a pretty bigh stenner himanle