The plain "Colonel Belcher" of his first few months in New York, grew into the "General," so that Wall street knew him, at last, by that title, without the speaking of his name.

All made way for "the General" whenever he appeared.

"The General" was "bulling" this stock, and "bearing" that.

All this was honey to his palate, and he was enabled to forget something of his desire for show in his love of glory.

Power was sweet, as well as display.
Of course, "the General" had forsaken, somewhat, his orderly habits of life--those which kept him sound and strong in his old country home.