Today it is about $400,000,--and every cent goes to that real Snug Harbour for Tired Sailors out near the blue waters of Staten Island.

So the "honest privateering" fortune has made at least one impossible seeming dream come true.
As time went on this section--the Sailors' Snug Harbour Estate and the Brevoort property--was destined to become New York's most fashionable quarter.

Its history is the history of American society, no less, and one can have no difficulty in visualising an era in which a certain naive ceremony combined in piquant fashion with the sturdy solidity of the young and vigorous country.

In the correspondence of Henry Brevoort and Washington Irving and others one gets delightful little pictures--vignettes, as it were--of social life of that day.

Mr.Emmet writes begging for some snuff "no matter how old.