Another instance of signal success is told in this short story:  Less than six years ago a young Georgian tacked up a cheap little sign on the door of a sky-lit room in the “Evening Post” building.  To-day his is the leading name of one of the most conspicuous houses in the Street, and the rent of his present quarters is more per month than the first office he occupied cost for a whole year.  One of the most famous Southern leaders in Wall Street to-day [John H. Inman] was so little known when he first attracted attention there that many people assumed he must in some way be connected with a certain great ocean steamship line, simply because he bore the same name.  To-day it is just as often supposed that the steamship line is an offshoot from him, because it bears his name.  A great Italian painter once vitalized a canvas with the expression of his poetic thought and called it “Aurora.”  In looking at that masterpiece of art I have sometimes been reminded of this distinguished Southerner.  Immediately after the war the South was enveloped in darkness.  Out of that gloom this man emerged and came here to the East, where the sun shines first in the morning.  Judging him to-day by the record he has made, we are warranted in saying that on coming here he adopted Usefulness as his chariot, and that thereto he harnessed the spirited steeds of Enterprise, Progress, and Development.  To-day we see him driving that triumphal car through the land of his birth, and making the sunlight of prosperity to shine there. [Tremendous applause.] Sharing with him the honors of their firm name is another Southerner, whose career of usefulness and record of splendid success suffer nothing by comparison.  Two other Southern representatives, because of admirable achievements and brilliant strokes of fortune, have recently gained great distinction and won much applause in Wall Street.  If I called their names it would awake an echo in the temple of history, where an illustrious ancestor is enshrined in immortal renown. [Applause and cries of “Calhoun!  Calhoun!”]

It is not only as financiers and railroad magnates that the South ranks high in Wall Street, but Southern lawyers likewise have established themselves in this dollar district, and to-day challenge attention and deserve tribute.  Under the brilliant leadership of two commanding generals, the younger barristers are steadily winning wider reputation and pressing forward in professional triumph.

One question, with its answer, and I shall have done:  Are these Southerners in Wall Street divorced in spirit and sympathy from their old homes? [Cries of “No!  No!”] You say “No.”  Let the record of their deeds also make reply.  One of them had done a thing so unique and beautiful that I cannot refrain from alluding to it.  It touches the chord of humanity in every true heart and makes it vibrate with sacred memories.  In the cemetery of the little town of Hopkinsville, Ky., there stands a splendid monument dedicated to “The Unknown