The Evening World

Now He Is Going Back to Egypt to Claim Another Fortune:

An undersized, insignificant looking young man, with a dark swarthy face, covered with a week's growth of black beard, a very prominent nose and black beady eyes, sat on a high stool at John Bidner's lunch-counter, next to the Barge Office, this morning breakfasting on ham and beans and a cup of very black coffee.

The young man was Alene Vadora, born at Athens, Greece. When his father, a wealthy Alexandrian cotton merchant, died years ago, his son, then seventeen years of age, was left a fortune of more than $2,000,000.

For eight years young Vadora lived like a prince and his extravagances became notorious all over the Orient.

About four months ago he came to this country from London penniless,

He had squandered every cent of his enormous fortune and his friends advised him to come here.

He has made a very poor living during this interval, but now his prospects are brightening. On Friday last he received letters from abroad informing him that a relative who died in Alexandria five years ago had left him a legacy of £16,000, and that he was wanted on the other side to prove his identity and receive the fortune, which has been waiting for him since 1886.

since he has been in this country Mr. Bidner, the restaurant keeper, has looked after Vadora and helped him in various ways, giving him credit for food when he was hard up, and letting him live at his house.

Vadora is a grumpy, ill-natured individual, and was not in a sociable mood this morning. He admitted, however, that he had experienced sad reverses in fortune, and that it was time that he had received another legacy which would put him on his feet again.

He also said that he had sown his wild oats now, and that he would take care of the money, which fortune had so unexpectedly thrown within his grasp.

Restaurant-Keeper Bidner, to whom the young Greek had confided the story of his remarkable career as a spendthrift, told the reporter that Vadora, as soon as he got possession of his father's fortune, began to scatter it right and left,

He left his mother's house and started a palatial establishment of his own in Alexandria, surrounding himself with the most dissolute companions he could find in the Oriental capital.

These were gamblers and hangers-on of the worst class, and Vadora's money began to melt rapidly. He acquired the reputation of being the fastest young man in Alexandria,

and, as his father had appointed no guardians, he had full control of the fortune which had been left to him.

He spent it like a lord and lived like a prince. one of his extravagances was a splendid steam yacht, in which he cruised about the Mediterranean, and was well known in all the cities along its coasts from Gibraltar to the Holy Land. He played high jinks in Jerusalem, and astonished the Turks at Constantinople with his wild extravagances.

He finally got to London, and went into race-track gambling with the remnant of his fortune. He staked his last £7,000 on a race and lost, and just had money enough to reach this country.

Mr. Bidner has obtained positions for him in several cheap restaurants as a waiter. His last place was at Far Rockaway, where he was employed to clean the lamps and wash dishes at $10 a month and his board. Vadora came up from Far Rockaway this morning, having given up his position when he learned of his good fortune.

He says he will probably go abroad within a few days, and claim his property. He has an uncle named Vadora, living in Alexandria, who is one of the wealthiest cotton raisers in Egypt. He is worth $20,000,000, and young Vadora is his nearest relative, and expects to be his heir. Restaurant-Keeper Bidner will not lose sight of his once impecunious young friend.