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VOLUME XXII."
The New York Dispatch,
PUBLISHED
EVERY SATURDAY MORMIWG
AT No. II FRANKFORT STREET,
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of one dollar and twenty-live cents per line. Cuts and
fancy display will be charged extra.
goto ami (gitnto.
L tenant. Asa constant reader,
of youT®l.uable journal. I make bold to request you to
answer the following inquiry through your column de
voted to that purpose. I wish to know what course, if
any, is necessary for me to take to enable me to vote,
being of lawful age ? I was bom in Europe, but emi
grated to this country when eight years old, my parents
having preceded me. My father became in due time a
citizen of the State of Connecticut, I served four years
in aN. Y. Volunteer Regiment in various capacities. I
have resided in this city, county and’ state for the past
two years (since mustered out of the service.)” AH that
it is necessary for you to do is to have yourself registered.
By an act of Congress, passed on the 14th of April, 1802,
children under twenty-one at the time of the naturali
zation of their parents, and residing in the United
States at the time of naturalization, are declared citi
zens.
Inquirer.— The lines you ask about
occur in the one hundred and forty-first of Shakspere’s
Sonnets. We print the sonpet entire, so that you may
see how unreasonable a thing is love, when once it be
comes a chronic disease:
In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in ttiea a thousand errors see;
But ’tie my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted.;
Nor tender feeling to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
i To ary sensual feast with thee alone I
But my live wits, nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee.
Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man,
Thy proud heart’s slave and vassttl wretch to be;
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that, makes me sin, awards my pain.
Benson.—“ Ist. What is the salary,
per year, of members of Congress?” $3,000 “2d.
When the present Metropolitan Fire Department was
organized, what Commissioner drew the longest term ?’ r
Commissioner M. B. Brown 3d. What is the salary
of the Chief Engineer and that of the firemen ?” Ths
Chief Engineer receives $3,000 a year and the firemen
SI,OOO each “4th. Wb.it municipal office is consid
ered the most lucrative?” Sheriff “ sth. How long
have the streets of Newark, N. J., been paved ?” We
don’t know “Cth. Who is the oldest actor now liv-
ing in the United States ?” We can’t tell.
Robert.—“ Are the words Atheist
and Infidel synonymous or not?”. They are not synony
mous words. An Atheist is one who disbelieves in the
existence of a God, or supreme intelligent Being. An
Infidel is one who disbelieves in the inspiration of the
Scriptures, and the divine origin of Christianity. These
words are often used synonymously by careless writers
and pulpit slang whangers, but without any respectable
philological authority.
R. J. D.—“ Please inform me how
1 can reach Bannack City, Virginia City, or Gallatin,
Montana; and, also, the probable cost?” By the Over
land Mail route, and by the Missouri River route, you
can reach any of the three places. The latter route can
only be traveled during the rise in the river, which takes
place in June, and lasts, ordinarily, about two months.
The cost would probably be in the neighborhood of $l5O.
W. II.—“ Please decide the follow
iDg: A. and B. were throwing dice, and A. threw 11. A.
offered to bet B. that he could not beat the throw, which
bet B. accepted. B. then threw 11. Does A. win, or do
they throw over again ?” A. wins. B. bet that he would
beat eleven; and failing to throw twelve, or more, he
loses the wager.
E. J.— “ You will oblige an old
subscriber if you will have the kindness to answer, when
the Crystal Palace was built, and when destroyed by
fire ?” The Crystal Palace was built in the year 1853. and
opened on the 14th of July of that year. It was burned
down on the sth of October, 1858.
Teleran.—“l have a manuscript let
ter written by Gen. Washington to Gov. Clinton, of this
State, and dated Nov. sth, 1770, Can you or any of your
numerous readers inform me what price it would bring
if offered for sale ?” We certainly cannot tell you.
Reader.—“ Can you give me a re
cipe to exterminate fleas ?” If on animals, a solution of
the salts of tartar will destroy them at once. If in a
room, the use cf a little Paris green will have the re
quired effect.
C. W. E.— We cannot state whether
the enterprise is or is not a dishonest one, but advise you
to invest no money in it, as the best of the gift presenta
tions are little less than huge swindles.
G. E. L.— No photographer has the
right to sell likenesses of private citizens contrary to
their wish. You can prosecute the photographer who
has been guilty of the breach of confidence.
Constant Subscriber.— We are not in
possession of the names or location of the Industrial
Schools of the United States, consequently cannot com
ply with ycur request.
W. P. L.— The members of the
Constitutional Convention receive $6 a day each for
their services.
y. y.—You will find an answer to
jour query in our reply to “ Robert,” in this column.
MOTHEB .LEGIL MDDIE.
Is the Health Law Constitutional ?—A Test
Case before the Supreme Court—The Peo
ple against Stephen L. Tinslar.
The defendant is a New York Pilot, and on the 27th
Df July 1867, was employed by Captain E. J. Downer,
to pilot the steam tug boat Dean Richmond, down
the Bay.
At the time the defendant went on board, he
Dean Richmond was towing a large barge, which was
attached to the tug boat, by a hauser 100 feet long.
The barge contained carcasses of jdead horses, and
St appeared that some of the men on [the barge
threw some of the entrails, and offal into the river.’
This action on the part of the crew was witnessed
By Sergeant Fitzgerald, of the Harbor Police, who im
mediatly boarded the Dean Richmond, and arrested
the pilot, the defendant Tinslar, and conveyed him
before a Police Magistrate at the Tombs, charging
itiin (the defendant), with a violation of the Health
Law.
The defendant was committed for trial in the Court
ot Special Sessions, at which Court Justice Kelly pre
siding, Tinslar was convicted of misdemeanor, and
sentenced to one month in the Penitentiary, and
fined SSO.
Mr. W. F. Howe now sued out a writ of certiorari
to review the conviction in the Supreme Court, and
brought down the prisoner from the Penitentiary,
and contended that, in the first place, it was a grave
question whether this conviction for violating an or
dinance of the Board of Health could be sustained,
for the Legislature had delegated to the Board of
Health legislative powers which the Legislature alone
could exercise.
Secondly, it was perfectly clear that the defendant,
’who was piloting the tug-boat, could have had no
control over the actions of the men on board the
barge.
Assistant-District-Attorney Blunt appeared for the
People, and, in view of the foregoing facts, it was ul
timately arranged that the prisoner should be liber
ated on bail, to await the action of the Supreme Court
General Term.
The prisoner was thereupon discharged from cus
tody, and the “ law ” on the subject will be tested in
ihis case.
PUBUSHED BY A. J. WILLIAMSON.
mmHffiMHJw.
ON THE LC9K-OUTFOR LAGER.
Experiences of a Eeporter.
MAHONEY’S-COUSSN’S-SIS-
TER’S-SON’S "WAKE.”
LASHINGS OF WHISKY.
A SCOTCHMAN ON SOWANS.
A SSSOAY CLUB—CEUTICSSHS CF TEE BOM®
OF EXCiSE-J®.® ACTON £!»» SCBiWZ
CHFOPELAS.
HUMORS OF AN EXCISE SUNDAY.
The defunct fraternity of the Sons of Malta, about
the most comical association of fellows that ever lived
while in full Hje, have evidently not lived and died in
vain; for whatever of it was good and useful to the
followers of King Gambrinus, has been adopted by
them when dealing out lager, sub rosa, on Sunday in
the city. The ceremony of hoisting a man blind
folded up to the ceiling, by the Sons of Malta, and
then letting him rip down a gang-plank at 2:30 speed,
to be buried and temporarily suffocated in saw-dust,
was funny to the looker-on. It was also funny to get
hold of a simpleton and quiz him, under oath, es to
his violation of the Tenth Commandment. Some
roaring developments on these occasions did leak
out frequently. We remember one case in partic
ular, where the questioner brought in question his
own wife, and asked if other than brotherly and sis
terly intimacy had ever existed between them. The
novice very promptly replied yes, but he hoped be
fore they would make him go into details they would
take the vote of the lodge. Of course this brought
down the house, and amid cat calls, hey hey’s, and
the braying of horns, the candidate found himself
suddenly initiated. But the fun attending the pro
ceedings of a lodge of the Sons of Malta, are equaled
at least in the endeavors of the thirsty imbiber to get
lager, or something stronger, on Sunday. We have
been in every Ward in the city in search of it, as an
experiment, and we have been successful. The
nearer a Police Court it is, the more easily obtained;
indeed, from one Police Court, the Justice can sit
and see them by scores go in and imbibe, and he
must know it.
The first Ward we struck was lhe Fourth.
A WAKE.
Our jolly-faced landlord stood doing duty at the
citizen’s entrance to the dwelling from which he has
a side let in to his store. We knew him by his ruby
nose, and we also knew if we could only give the
blarney, the rubiuon was passed.
“ Mr. Rooney./’ says we, very politely, “ be
lieve there’s a wake agoing to be held back o’ here ?
Mrs. Mahoney’s mother’s sister’s cousin’s son wint
off rayther suddenly of a desase they call collapse?
D’ye know what I mane ?”
“ Troth, an’l do,” was Mr. Rooney’s reply, “and
yeze Las the right password. Go right back there,
amt when yeze come to the door, ye needn’t tap at it
with that trumpet nose o’ yours to give it any more
of a curl, but jest give it au easy prog with your toe,
so, an’ you can get into the wake.”
Acting under instructions, we obtained admittance
to the wake, and became part and parce* of a motley
crew of twenty aiders and abettors, tempting the
legal violator to induce the breaking of the law.
There was no wake held there, of course, unless it
was over speedily replenished glasses. It was:
“ Como, drink hearty, give us another round.”
Thue, finished as quick as delivered, it was:
“ Bill, fill these glasses, will you.” ’
And so on the order would go from one end of the
crowd to the other, drinking, one would think, more
for a wager than for pleasure.
IN A SCOTCHMAN’S PLACE.
Leaving the wake arrangement, passing up a cer
tain strocc, we saw a chubby lace Scotchman stand
ing sentry at the side entrance to his illicit mill.
Walking right up to him we asked if ho could tell us
where No. 42 was.
“ Forty-twa ?”
“ Yes, forty-twa.”
“This is saxteen. It*s up the street a bit, I
should’na vvunner.”
If this is saxtoen I ken that as well as you; but I
say I’m devlish dry, d’ye ken .whaur a chap can wet
his whistle ?”
“ Whaur d’ye come frac?”
“Aberdeen.”
“ The Aberdeen folks are pretty slithery; when I
see an Aberdeener he puts me in mind o’ sowans.
They’re vara slithery chaps. Wha kens but ycro one
of John A.’s men oot spying the likes o' us.”
“Na, na, but if ye can’t trust, then say so. lean
get a thimTeful somewhere else.”
“ Weel, after a’, 1 think I can trust ye, even if yere
frae sowans Aberdeen. Gae back there, and go In
the yard.”
“ Weel, will I gi’ a low whistle to get in ?”
“ Whistle 1 Gude Lord 1 whistle on the Lord’s
day ! Wha ever heard a Scotchman violate the Sab
bath so. Na, na! When ye gi’ back i’ thi’ yard, call
Jcs-ee, Jes-ee, and Jessie *ll open the door, and ye
can get as muckle o* Stewart’s Paisley whisky as ye
can gulp doun yer throttle.”
When we got into the back room, off the bar-room,
we found a mixed crowd of half-tight Scotchmen, all
discussing the chief topics of the day, and how they
did punish the whisky was a caution. When we en
tered, they were having it hot and heavy on Greeley.
“ He’s ower black for me. His writing is like bis
face, ye can’t tell what either means, sometimes. The
fact is, Jock, his writing is like a lot of sour cream
thrown in the sink; and the man that sets his copy
up cocks his dickey up and fancies himself Horace
| inspired, and the curd-like copy comes out all straight
in the end.”
“ What about Bennett, of the Herald ?’*
This was asked of the orator.
“ O, he is a • What is it.”
“ Raymond, of the Tinies
“ A giant among mustard trees.”
“ What about Marble, of the World ? ,f
“ A marvelous piece of stoical solidarity, as Kos
suth would say.”
Strange as it may seem, not a word was uttered
against the excise law by the very men who were
infringing it—their conversation was confined en
tirely to a criticism of our public journalists and
politicians. But, talk about iron-clads, a Scotch
man’s inside must be tin-clad to bear all that he can
imbibe and not burst up.
A DUTCHMAN’S HOUSE.
By accident, we met a member of the Assembly and
a lawyer as we were on our way over to Hoboken, to
spend the day there. They hailed us at the City
Hall, and asked us if we didn’t want a driuk. Of
course. The venerable Solon, the limb of the law,
and the people’s servant, tramped down into a dingy
basement together, and bacame, for the time being,
“ Knights of the Round Table.”
“ You vants dinner ?” asked the barkeeper of yes
terday, but a waiter to-day.
“Nein,” we replied.
' Finally the boss came along and eyed us. He
thrust the thumb of each hand in his braces and gave
a grunt.
“ All besh zound ?” he at length demanded.
“ Yah 1” replied the Solon of Albany.
“ How abouts him ?”
“ Oh, you know me—that’s enough,” said the limb
of the law. “He (ourself) is only a dead beat.”
“ Yah, yah; I understands—he physics.”
Lawyer (sotto voce) — Ho gives many a strong, unpal
ateable dose.
Dutchman— All rights, gentlemens; comes you dis
way.
We followed our guide, and here came some of the
old scenes that we had witnessed in the Sons of
Malta. We were led through the basement into the
entry, through the entry into the yard, when four
taps were given on the door.
“ Sophia,” he says. “ besh das steak done ?”
“ Nein,” she replies.
“ Hurrys up.”
The door was then opened; but this parley was
only brought in play for a house detective to see if it
was a spy from the land of Egypt that was intruding.
Passing through this ordeal, we traveled way up to
the third story by the rear stairs, were challenged at
the top, and had to give the password; then down we
went the front stairs, and by giving the signal, which
it would be improper to divulge—a sort of breach of
trust—we were admitted to the saloon, which was on
a level with the street.
There were a number of our fellow citizens imbib
ing lager at the table adjoining, but instead of dis
cussing the abilities of journalistic leaders, they
walked into the Rights of Man.
Said one Teuton. ,
tf You knows Judge Von Quackenbush ?”
“Yah, yah !” (deep bass.)
“ Well, they convicts him, and his client says I
knows you, Mr. Tom’s Acton, before you vos a ehudge,
and I sweeps out a puplics school. Then he looks
awfully severe at another member, and he says I
never keeps a policy shop, if I did drives two wagons
and a horse. I plays and sells nien policy, Im’s no
cobbler, but I fixes you, shentlemans. O, mine Got,
it was von beautiful to see Herr Bosworth, and try
an feels for the Uairs Uwt fee UOt Qfi &C C&fi
°2iwi Jager/* . . .i-.-.
NEW YORK, SUNDAY, AUGUST 18, 1567.
•• Yacob, I say, it be bettern as Tonny Paster plays
even.”
“ What say Herr Crane ?”
“O, he dam be. His nose reach over to Tom’s
Acton, and ne takes it in in him fist and gives him a
shake and says ‘Never you minds, thats only a
Quack; we him fixes.’ ”
“ Parker ”
“Parker! I thinks, well, I don’t thinks he thinks
anything except ven he goes to draw his pay.”
“ Schultz is bully.”
“ Schultz 1” replied the excited Dutchman with
an emphasis that would have alarmed the Exciseman,
“ Schultz,” he again repeated with a mixture of hu
mor and disgust. “He is von grand greenback
eater.”
The Commissioners of Excise will know that this
paper does not endorse what is said of them, but
they are criticised as public administrators of the law
by their fellow-citizens, and, of course, open to criti
cism, and there is no harm in 'letting them know the
opinion that is entertained fof them, and what is the
talk in these muffled bar-rooms.
A CLUB HOUSE.
Desirous of seeing the operations of a Sunday Club
House, we were guided to one uptown. The landlady
a burdey German woman, a regular 240, who danaled
40 pounds in her arm, like a pin, met us in the hall—
way, and told us to go down'to the basement. She
said she “ takes all the moneys and keeps look outs.”
The place we entered was a back basement hot enough
to broil a steak, and a little back room; the refreshing
beverage lay on the machine waiting peacefully to be
slaughtered. We had just touched the beer to our
lips, when we heard the cry above of “ Moses, Moses.”
“ Vot is it, fraulein?”
“Dar is”—whether she said Mahoney or Maloney
we could not make out, but at all events it was in tho
neighborhood of Sixty-first street.
The glasses were seized in a twinkling out cf every
man’s hands, the little bed-room holding the lager was
closed and locked, and as soon as that was done he
halloed out.
“ You comes right down, and waits on these shen
tlemens.”
She came down, followed by a boisterous gentleman,
said to be Officer Mahoney or Maloney, of the Nine
teenth Precinct, who calledrin a harem—scarem way
for a drink.
There were some bottles on the mantel-piece, and
fraulein handing him a bottle, said that she must be
excused, as she had no glasses. He nodded all right,
and put neck to neck, and was proceeding to take a
long swig, when tho first swig demonstrated the fact
that he had swallowed something akin, but not as
clean as the briny deep. He stood for a moment
with head bent down and extended, suddenly he re
laxed hold of the bottle and let it slide, clapped his
hands on his knees, and after a few spasms, all that
had went down came up, amid the roars of the house.
All that Maloney or Mahoney could say, making the
best of a bad matter, was, on leaving.:
“ That’s d—d bad liquor f”
The gleanings gained in several Sundays’ travel
among those who sell liquor on Sunday, establishes
two facts that are worthy of considerarion. A man
when he finds a place that he can get liquor, drinks
ten times more than he would if he could get a glass
of beer when he felt like taking it. When he gets a
place to indulge in, he actually makes a hog of him
self. Second: men and women can get all they want..
It is housed in parlors and in every conceivable place,
and all that is necessary is to have a’friend that
knows you to pass you in. The stringency of the law
is unusually harsh. From the observations that we
have made, wc are of opinion that this secret,
surreptitious way of drinking, is more likely to in
crease than suppress the evil; but in a large city like
this, it will take some time to demonstrate the fact in
favor or against prohibition.
ri» fflWiw.
A Romantic Story of a Young Girl who Runs
Away from Her Southern Home—Wan
ders Friendless in Sew York and
Brooklyn, and Commits Suieide
fey Jumping from a Faile
Ferry Boat.
THE SUICIDE.
The city dailies of the 10th inst. contained .the fol
lowing, among other local items:
“Suicide of an Unknown Woman.—Between five
and six o’clock last, evening, a young woman who was
crossing from New York to Brooklyn, on one of the Ful
ton Ferry boats, was seen to jump front the end of the
boat into the river, and had disapoearect before assist
ance could reach her. A Brooklyn fire company, that
had been on a pleasure excursion to Pniladelphia, and
had that afternoon returned home, was among the pas
sengers at the time, which very much crowded the boat,
and the rejoicings of the returning excursionists, and
the playing of the band created such confusion that the
act of tne suicide was accomplished almost unobserved, i
When discovered, it was too ‘late to render assistance. ’
and the unfortunate woman was beyond the reach of ail I
mortal aid. The body was not recovered.”
In such an item as the above, though printed in |
the smallest type', in an obscure page of the journal, i
there might have been found incitement to profitable
reflection. But of the thousands who hastily scanned
the lines, there was scarcely one, perhaps, who could
see through the dpep-wrapt mystery, the impelling ;
cause that prompted to the cruel crime of self-de- j
struction. Who may ever know of the throes, the |
anguish, the remorse that preceded that fatal act, or I
the darkness and isolation of the mind that, among
the busy throng, the exuberant festivity, and strains
of merry music, looked into the deep river for that
oblivion and peace which the world could not give ?
“ One more uufortuoate.
Rashly importunate,
Weary of life.”
Unmindful of all but her own deep sorrow, alone
in the scenes of busy life, without friends, food or
shelter, crazed with remorse and bitter memories of
the past, she seeks the oblivion of death. A rush,
a plunge, a gurgle, the water-closra over her, a ripple i
appears upon its surface, and life’s weary pilgrimage
is ended. Such is the fate of hundreds, yes, thous
ands, yet rarely is it that the seal of mystery is re
moved from such events, or the impelling motives to
such acts made known. Accident has'revealed the
cause of the suicide referred to, and the facts are, we
think, of sufficient interest to place on record. They
may serve as a clue to many a mystery, disclose the
motive of many a crime, and teach a lesson of charity i
for human sorrow. We will, therefore, as briefly and
succinctly as possible, relate the history of
THE VICTIM,
who, in the first bloom of womanhood, amid scenes
of weary, active life, and gaiety, dared the eventuality
she knew not of, to escape evils she regarded as un
bearable.
A. clue to the mystery was first .gained by
the statement made by a gentleman residing in 1
Brooklyn, to whom a young girl had applied for em- '
ployment, stating at the lime that she had come to i
New York from a distant Southern State, having lei t
her home in consequence of trouble with her family, j
This induced further and fuller investigation, and ■'
the girl who had so rashly terminated her earthly i
career by jumping from the ferry-boat, and the i
seeker alter employment were identical. It was as- j
certained that she was a native of St. Mary’s ; Ga., i
that her parents had once been among the most j
wealthy and influential residents of that place.
During the late war, however, they were de- i
spoiled of ail their property, and reduced to 1
poverty. This girl, Clara Williams by name, !
was an only daughter. tHer marriage to a
man obnoxious to her, was insisted upon as a means !
of retrieving the fallen fortunes of the family. The i
girl’s refusal to comply with the wishes of her
parents was visited with a persistent system of per
secution'that she declared was worse than death. At i
last, in sheer despair, she fled fixm her home, and I
not knowing, and scarcely caring, in«k hat direction 1
she wandered, she traveled on until she reached '
New York. Here, without friends or the means to
live, she repented the course she had pursued, and
was, above all things, anxious to get home again.
But this she could not accomplish for the want of
means. She at last was offered a temporary abiding
place by Mr. Meschutts, proprietor of the Franklin
Hotel, No. 3 Fulton street, Brooklyn. There she re
mained for a few (days, making, in the meantime,
every effort to secure employment While thus en
gaged, she fondly and hopefully longed for the time
when she might rejoin her parents, to whom she had
already written, asking to be taken back. But in
stead of a welcome again to their hearts and home,
she received a letter from her father, repudiating and
casting her off forever. It was on the day she re
ceived that letter, and while on her return to the
house of her benefactor in Brooklyn, that, full .of re
morse and bitter regrets, and when no ray of light
came to illumine her path, she took* the frightful '
leap from the ferry-boat.
A witness of the act of suicide says that he was at
tracted by the girl’s manner and appearance. She
seemed to be laboring under some great mental ex
citement, and she looked, he said, as though she was
crazy. He should judge her, he said, to be about
twenty years of age, quite neatly dressed, and decided
ly good looking. When he fiist noticed her she had
what appeared to be a letter tightly grasped in her
hand,and this she subsequently placed in the bosom of
her dress. She stood against the stanchion of the boat,
at the stem. He saw her let down the chain and place
herself in front of it, but never for a moment suspect
ed her intention. A moment after he heard a shriek,
and then saw the girl a little distance struggling in
the water. But almost before it had attracted other
attention, the form had disappeared. He relates as
a peculiar circumstance, that a moment before the
girl jumped into the river, the band on the boat that
accompanied the returningng excursionists, struck
up the air of
11 HOME SWEET HOME.”
Beside the paragraph quoted in the opening of this
article, aoitwn iwiLu wae fcoywa or Heard regard-
aulr
ing the girl, until the disclosures made by Mr. Mes
chutts. The event was, no doubt, forgotten. But
one morning in the latter part of the week, a sequel
was furnished to the sad, eventful history by the ap
pearance in the daily papers of the following para
graph :
THE MORGUE.
“ Yesterday there was taken to the Morgue, from -
Pier No. 18, East River, the body of an unknown
woman ; age, about twenty years ; five feet two
inches high. Had on a dark figured merino dress,
button trimmings, white chemise, grey flannel petti
coat, white drawers, hoop skirt, white stockings,
white corsets, black silk belt with steel buckle, black
lasting gaiters, laced at the side. Body too much de
composed to be placed on the Morgue.
a wiiuromlllheon.
KAUMS PBOSEODTiaB.
Imprisoned for Six Months.
INNOCENT, BUT FRIENDLESS.
A VICTIM OF MALICE AND
NEGLECT.
BromgSit to Beatla’s Door.
THE KINGS COUNTY JAIL.
Most newspaper readers will remember the sicken
ing details that have from time to time been given in
regard to the jail in Kings county, which is situated
on the corner of Raymond and Willoughby streets,
in the city of Brooklyn, and the startling revelations
of revolting cruelty, criminal neglect and indefensi
ble mismanagement which were some months since
disclosed in regard to this prison. It had become a
reproach to the city and a stench in the nostrils of the
community. Badly ventilated, over-crowded, loath
some and filthy, it was the subject of indictment by
the Grand Jury and legislative investigation, and the
cause for a time of excitement and merited indigna
tion. Since then it has been slightly overhauled, the
corridors scrubbed, and the’cells whitewashed, and
criminals being less numerous, it is not so densely
packed. But it is still
A HORRIBLE PLACE,
and one to which it would be an offence against na
ture to consign a well-bred dog. But it now has its
inmates to the number of about one hundred, packed
two or three in a cell. It is still filthy and damp,
filled with fetid odors and predisposing causes to dis
ease and death. This condition of things is not the
fault of-the sheriff, who has charge of the prison, nor
can the keepers be held responsible for it. It is due
to the indefensible and really criminal indifference
of the Board of Supervisors, who are acquainted with
the evils complained of, and possess the power to cor
rect them, but do not use it. But it is not to the prison,
its abuses er defects that we at this time desire spe
cially to call attention. We desire to expose
A CRUEL WRONG
that is inflicted upon a poor, friendless, helpless,
innocent man, who, for nearly six months, has been
causelessly and. wrongfully immured within its
dreary walls—an inmate of a filthy dungeon, without
clothes, money, or a single sympathizing friend. He
was placed there a strong, healthy, vigorous man,
and has become, during his confinement, a living
skeleton, fairly brought to Death’s door by an irradi
cable disease.
We submit, as concisely as possible, a statement of
the case, as related by himself, and fully confirmed
by the documentary evidence of the police-court.
THE VICTIM \
of this monstrous outrage is a yqung man of about
five-and-twenty years of age, named Frederick J. St.
Clair, a Southerner by birth, a musician, circus rider,
and athlete by profession, and has for the most part
made his home in Alabama and Georgia. He appears
l to have been pretty well educated and used to good
' society. But wo have at this time nothing to do with
j his antecedents. He seems tons to have led awan
j dering, semi-vagabondish sort of life, and a year or
. two ago he drifted into this part of the country,
j Some time last Fail he made the acquaintance of
John McCann, the leader of the 56th Regiment band,
which he was induced to join. He played with the band
for some time, and while so engaged a regimental
uniform was furnished to him, either by McCann, or
Colonel Adams. Subsequent to this he joined a min
! strel band under the. management of Morton and
Robinson, and with them traveled round the coun
try. At one of the places where he performed with
! the troupe he was obliged to leave his trunk, con
| taining among other things the uniform in question.
He next made his way back to Brooklyn vzith the in
tention of rejoining the band, but instead of doing
this he accepted some sort ot employment at Fort
Hamilton. We believe it was to at-end bar. While
in this situation he was arrested on a charge of
grand larceny, on the comiilaint of. a man named
James Joyce, who charged that while asleej) he had
been robbed of S4OO by St. Clair. On this charge
the reused was arrested, and sent to jail by Justice
Connell, to await the action of the Grand Jury? He
remained in prison for throe months. At the end of
that time ho had u hearing and satisfactorily proved
his innocence of the charge on which he had been
so long held. He was accordingly discharged from
i custody.,ln the court, an altercation occurred between
St. Clair and McCann, who said to him, “ You are a
damned scoundrel, and if he (Joyce) don’t send you
to lhe State Prison, I will,” and at once caused 'hie
re-arrest on a charge of stealing the regimental uni
form already referred to. On this charge the man
was returned to jail, on what is termed a short com
mitment, and there has been ever since, and is now.
On this second charge of larceny, though preferred
on the 28th ot Junje last,* he has, we are
informed, never had a hearing before any
magistrate, the papers in his case having
been, by some mischance, lost. Thus the man
and his case were lost sight of and forgotten,
and he lias been left to drag along a weary existence,
in a loathsome cell in one of the worst prisons we
ever heard of. About a week or ten days since, a re
porter made a visit to the prison, in pursuit of his
vocation, and meeting with SL Clair, expressed a
sympathy for his hard ease and pitiable condition.
Since then that reporter has received Lhe foilowing
LETTER OF EXPLANATION,
which we are permitted to publish:
King’s County Jail. Cell No. 3,)
July 25th, lbt7. )
■ Mr. :
I Kind Sib—l hope you will excuse my forwardness in
I send.ng you this letter. I wrote to yon before, but as I
, addresaed the letter with pencil. I presume you did not
I get it. I was discharged on the other case against me,
i and am now a prisoner, and have been ever since, on a
charge of the most foolish kind. I belonged to the Fifty
. sixth Reriment(militia) band, for a short time before 1
I was arrested, and while I was in prison som« person '
i came to me and asked me for the uniform. I
told them 1 had not got it, and as soon as I was
I discharged they had me re-arrested for stealing the
. uniform. McCann said t) me in court, “If he” (meaning
; Joyce, mv former prosecutor), “don’t send you to the
State Prison, I will, if it costs me five hundred dollars.”
' I was sent here, where I have been incarcerated ever
' since. Mr. J. Q. Adams is the Colonel of the Fifty-sixth;
the uniform is al! in good order, and all right. I had it
I in my trunk when arfested. But, since then, the com
pany I was with have been traveling, and had my tr.mk
in their possession. But I could get it in three or four
I days if I was out of here. You will.no doubt, wonder
, why 1 trouble you with my troubles,-and I have not any
' reason to think you will trouble yourself about it. lam
I a stranger to you, and indeed to all in the city. But On
I one occasion of your visit, to the jail, you were kind
I .enough to express a sympathy in my case and proffer me
assistance, for which I tender my most grateful acknowl
edgments and sincere thanks. I have been here between
four and five months. When I came I was a strong,
healthy man; but shut up through all the long hours of
the day and night in a loathsome dungeon, without
wholesome air or exercise, my health has become im
paired, ana I have, contracted disease from which 1 shall
never recover. I have heart disease, and am about as
helpless as a child. My sickness has been caused entire
ly by my confinement in this close, damp cell. I think if
any one would speak in my behalf to Coh Adams, and
represent my case, he would have me released. lam
destitute of clothes and money, and have seen no friend
ly face but yours since 1 was brought to this place. God
knows my case is a hard one; I am guiltless of all crime,
and the worst that can be charged against me is indiscre
tion. If lam not released before the middle of October,
and I am told I can not be, I think I shall be in my
grave. 1 have never had a hearing before a justice, nor
the least chance of making my case known. lam as iso
lated, and as far removed from aid as if in the tomb. Now, j
: dear sir, can you help me ? I think if those in authority I
knew of my case I should be released. Col. Adams can
do it. Please do something for me, and I shall, sir, al
ways remain humbly and gratefully yoprs.
Fbedebick J. St. Clair.
The reporter referred to, upon the receipt of the
fore-going communication, placed it in our hands,and
we give it the publicity which the ends of justice
seem to us to demand, and henceforth those’ in au
thority can have no excuse for the continuance of a
monstrous wrong. Will District Attorney Morris,
who can with a word unlock the prison door, give
the case his attention ? We hope so. And we hope
too, that if the unfortunate St. Clair has, as seems to
be the case, been the victim of malicious persecution,
and mean spite, or official negligence, that the authors
of the outrage will be visited with the summary and
condign punishment .which such cruelty richly
merits.
Fell into a Cellar. —Frederick Von
Acker, , a sailor, yesterday fell into a cellar at the cor
ner of New Bowery and James street, and was badly
injured. He was takeo to bis boarding-house, No. 88
Rvsevelt street,
Workings off the New Bureau on the Stor
age off Combustibles lnsecurity
* off life—Names of Dangerous
Places Reported by
the Surveyors.
Live and let live, is an old motto, and one that is first
rate individually, but when it comes in a collective
shape is woefully disregarded, particularly in large,
cities. The object of all legislation if it is not,
should be on the “Live and let live” principle
Legislation in that direction has been tried in Alba
ny. Every man who has walked the crowded streets
of New York, and who has chanced to visit the tene
ment-houses, must have seen at a glance their dirty,
unhealthy condition, how disease was engendered
and propagated, and excessive and unnecessary mor
tality was produced by rapacious landlord agents.
The neglect of property owners to their own interest,
compelled the creation of a Board of Health. Then,
again, it was observable to the citizen that from the
careless or excessive storage of combustibles, in cer
tain £ quantities, and in tenement-houses, in partic
ular, not only were great conflagrations likely to oc
cur, but when they did take place, as a conse
quence, there was seen to be loss of life as well as
property. That evil made it necessary to pass a law
to protect as far as possible life and property in the
Metropolis, and the enforcement of it was very prop
erly placed in the hands of the Fire Commissioners.
Its working head is Fire Commissioner Monmouth
B. Wilson. Practically the thing has only been work
ing about two months, but in that time a great
many dangerous establishments have complied with
the law, and thus they have rendered life as well as
property more secure.
Think of the powder-magazines that some of our
fellow-creatures slumber over! Take, for instance,
the teed store of Warren Brothers, No. 48 Bayard
street. They are charged with having a great many
tons of hay, straw and feed on the premises. The
apartments above are used as a lodging-house.
Should a spark by accident fall on this inflammable
matter,-or the match of an incendiary be applied at
midnight, what a terrible calamity would ensue I
The fire-fiend is at all times a fearful and persistent
foe to conquer; but in the dead of night, when he
bursts out in his majesty, and laps up human beings
in his embrace, it makes the stoutest heart thrill
with terror, as was the case at the Elm street fire and
the fire in Division street, when the victims had all
escape from the fiery element cut off, and their choice
was death by the flames or death by hurling them
selves headlong to the pavement below. Think of
buildings such as this, liable at any moment to be
wranped in fire, and no means of escape provided for
thev.ctims. .
The place of Skelly & Martin, No. 72 Division street,
is no better. It is complained of as being filled with
benzine kerosene, and inflammable oils, in much
larger quantities than the law allows. The second
floor is occupied as a dwelling-house.
Thon, next on the list, we have the store of Peter
Wannemacher, No. 215 Fourth street. There are large
Quantities of hay and straw on the second floor; there
are large quantities of lumber; in the rear a carpen
ter's shop; and surrounding these places there are
nothing bn t large tenement-houses.
John Fe-h keeps at No. 228 Second street large
Quantities of rags, some saturated with oil, and old
paper, in a frame building surrounded by frame
dwelling houses.
Frederick Martin, No. 119 Pitt street, has hay,
straw, and feed, in very large quantities, stored on
the first floor. The second, third, and fourth floors
are occupied by families. There is no lire escape.
Stegler & Miller, of No. 153 Norfolk street, have
large quantities of hay and straw stored in their
place, and the second and third floors arc used as
dwellings. There are stables in the basement, a
frame stable in the rear, carpenter shop in the vicini
ty. Thus, if a spark should happen to light in the
hay, there would be a chance for a splendid confla
° Then there is Messrs. A. Luster & Co., Nos. 390,
390’4, and 392 Broome street. They bad large quan
tities of hay, tow, com husks, sea weed, and moss,
and above them were a large number of human be
ings living in a tenement bouse where there was no
fire escape, The surveyor’s report in this case that
the danger has been removed. The Fire Commis
sioners report that the occupants of that house can
go to sleep with an easy mind, so far as fire is con
cerned coming from below.
Finn&'an & McGlenn, of No. 251 Stanton street, are
reported’to have stored unusual large quantities of
ra tr s paper, and rope. Above them, and in the rear
orlh’om, are large tenement houses.
Hollis Hallman, No. 367 Third avenue, has a large
quantity of hav*and straw stored on the first floor.
The second, third and fourth floors are occupied by
families, and should a fire take place below there is
no ra-ans of escape. The danger that heretofore ex
isted is reported to have been removed on the 26th
Ul John Muhlcnbeck, cf No. 13 Spring street, had
extra quantities of hay and straw stored in his place,
and on the second, third, and fourth floors were a
number of tenants. This danger is alto reported re
moved. . . . . .
Michael Hughes, of No. 76 Division street, is re
ported to have far more of paints, oils, petroleum,
kerosene, benzine, etc., than the law allows. It is a
two-story frame dwelling and a family lives above.
While in the office of Storage and Survey on Thurs
day, Mr. Steigler called upon Mr. JohnH. Wilson, the
chief clerk of the bureau, when the following conver
sation ensued. It explains for itselt the way this
new law is enforced.
Jfr. Steigler— l received that notice from this
office. • . , . „
J/r. Wilson— Yes; the complaint against you is for
having more hay than the law allows. There is a
family living above.
J/r. Steigler— It is my own family.
Mr. Wilson— Yours is a feed store and a dwelling—
a small three-story house.
Mr. Steigler— lt seems almost impossible to do
business under this law.
Mr. Wilson —O, yes, if there are no families living
over you you can keep twenty tons in your place.
itr. Steigler— Does it make no difference if I live in
the place myself, and I am willing, to take all the
risks ?
Mr. Wilson— No. You cannot keep more than a
thousand pounds of hay in your place if there are
families living over you.
Mr. Steigler —Can’t I live in the place and assume
the risk ?
Mr.
Mr. Steigler— l Lave seen half-a-dozen feed men,
and they all say that they don’t know anything about
, the law.
Mr. Wilson —They will know soon enough if they
, are violating it.
I This law applies not only to feed men, but to car
| penters who allow too large a quantity of shavings to
be collected on their premises, also grocers who may
keep too much fluid or kerosene in storage. The
I power is with the Commissioners to fine SSO, and
| compel the law to be complied with, from which
there appears to be no appeal.
! As this Bureau has only been working practically
I but a few weeks, the statistics they have collected of
' the insecurity of life from improper storage of com
bustibles is imperfect, but in a lew months hence
the surveyors will be able to furnish full facts on the
subject.
WHAT IS IT?
To the Editor of the New York Dispatch:
In your issue of August 11, we find an article en
titled as above, which we feel called upon, as the
counsel for Mrs. Dickerson, to answer. The article
in question was furnished to your reporters by Louis
H. Dickerson, the husband of our client, and con
tains statements known to him to be false and un
i true, statements which he dare not make over his
own signature, and were furnished only for the pur
pose of creating p.ubhc sympathy in his behalf and
lacerating the feelings of his wife.
It had been, our intention to abide the time when
the verdict of a jury (in an action for divorce now
pending between the parties,) • would vindicate the
character of our client from any and all assaults,
which through the medium of the press or otherwise,
her worthless husband migat make upon it, nor to
■ attempt to forestall that verdict by laying bare her
sorrows to the eyes of the world, but the article in
question, together with a prior statement of the case
which appeared in your journal when Mr. Dickerson
was first arrested on the charge of abandonment,
having been copied by a newspaper published in the
county of her birth, “ The Catskill Democrat,” we
deem it our duty to ask you to publish a statement of
the facts as they exist.
On the 21st of June last, we were waited upon by
Mrs. Dickerson and informed by her that her hus
band, one Lewis H. Dickerson, had abandoned and
left ner without any means of support, and without
sufficient money even to enable her to go to her par
ents, respectable and worthy people who reside at
Catskill, in this State. We advised her to make a
complaint against her hueband before Justice Mans
field, (which she did), and a warrant was issued, upon
which, after several days delay, he was arrested and
brought into court. He pleaded not guilty to the charge
and claimed that no demand had ever been made on
him by his wife for support. At the prisoner’s earnest
fiolicitation, the examination was adjourned until the
Sth of July, to allow him an opportunity to obtain
counsel. On that day the complainant, Mrs. Dicker
ed}, (jcucfjel and a large number of witnefeseß,
NO. 11 FRANKFORT ST.
was in attendance. The case was called, and again
the prisoner, whom your article states was so “ready
and willing to meet this charge,” so desirous that tne
matter should be “ fully disposed of,” so very«anx
ious to “ meet the matter squarely upon the merits,
that they were “ unwilling” to take advantage ofthe
“numerous objections counsel could take to these
proceedings,” endeavored to obtain a further adjourn
ment on the ground of absence of counsel. In this
he was unsuccessful, however, the Court granting
him one hour to procure their attendance, within
which time the counsel, Mr. Joseph Dickerson (a
brother of the prisoner) and Henry Davis appeared.
We ought here to say, in justice to Mr. Joseph
Dickerson, that the moment he discovered the nature
of the proceeding, h'e publicly refused to have any
thing to do with the case.
The examination was then commenced, and the
desire of the prisoner to “ meet the matter squarely
upon the merits” and his unwillingness to take ad
vantage of the “numerous objections counsel could
take to these proceedings,” was made manifest by his
objecting to the summons on which he was arrested,
for the reason that the Christian name of the com
plainant, “Kate” was not properly spelled. This
autographical mistake having been corrected, the
prisoner’s counsel raised several other objections of
an equally important character, which were each
disposed of in their turn.
Pending the cross-examination of the complainant,
the further hearing of the matter was adjourned un
til the lJth inst., notwithstanding the effort of the
complainant to secure an earlier day.
Mrs. Dickerson subsequently ascertained that her
husband was living ai Powers’ Hotel, in this city,
with a woman named Eleanor C. Acret, who formerly
lived in the City of Churches, and was known by the
name of Mrs. Butiago or Buciago, and that he had
represented her to the proprietor of said hotel, and
to others, as his wife. She immediately called upon
and informed us of the fact; when, upon the advice
of her counsel, she immediately commenced proceed
ings for a divorce from her said husband, and for ali
mony, and abandoned the suit before Justice Mans
field.
This, therefore, is the explanation of the cause of
Mrs. Dickerson’s aosence on the day in question.
In conclusion, we have only to say that in the suit
noM pending for divorce, Mr. Dickerson, who defends
the action in person, has manifested, thus far, the
same eager desire to meet the issue “squarely and
fairly,” that he did in the Police Court, and no more.
Levien & Ham,
Counsel for Mrs. Dickerson.
New York, Aug. 15, 1867.
Wurt of
BEFORE JUSTICES KELLY AND DOWLING.
The calendar of the Court of Special Sessiona yes
day numbered fifty cases, but some disappointment
was felt at reserving sentence on the only really im
portant case that was up—vending and manufactur
ing obscene photographs. Richard Parker, the fif
tieth case on the calendar, charged with pocket-pick
ing by Edward Phillips, was the first case called.
The complainant failed to appear, and defendant who
appeared to be a very respectable, middle-aged gen
tleman, was discharged.
HOUSE-TOP THIEVES.
Lizzie Brice and and Elizabeth Price, two respect
ably dressed females, were charged with the larceny
of some linen, from the roof of a house. The com
plainant, Bridget Gagen, sworn to her loss, and to the
finding of her property under the mantilla of one of
the thieves, who pleaded guilty ; the other, however,
pleaded innocent. The proof of guilt was positive.
The two women entered the house together, were seen
to converse together, and left in company, and when
the arrest was made they were in companionship.
Price who pleaded not guilty, proved by witness that
she wouldn’t covet a shilling’s worth that wasn’t her
own, that she had a husband, but didn’t live with
him. What the object was in giving that information
to the Court, it is impossible to understand. Both on
being found guilty were remanded.
SELLING OBSCENE PHOTOGRAPHS.
Obscene books, indecent photographic pictures,
and prints having an immoral tendency on tae young
mind, are publicly sold and as openly hawked about
the street by boys, who have not much more than
entered in their teens. This was fully shown in the
case of Silas Lockwood and Ira M. Lang, photograph
ers, who keep on the corner of Harrison and Colum
bia streets. Officer James Keely of the Eighth Pre
ciuct, said that he found a boy selling these obscene
photographs in Sullivan street. On arresting him,
the boy stated that, he bought them of the defend
ants. The officers went over to Brooklyn and found
six or seven hundred of these disgusting pictures
ready to be disposed of in the establishment. In de
fence, counsel for the accused, said he would prove
that these pictures were copyrighted, and that being
the fact his clients thought they had the right to sell
them. Tho copyrighting of the pictures, however, he
did not prove.
He, however, preyed that a great many wholesale
dealers dealt largely in this class of business; in
deed, the picture dealers everywhere dealt in them.
One witness, however, was honest enough to say that
he wouldn’t permit the pictures to get into the hands
of minors. Character was next introduced and Lang
proved that he had formerly been a school-teacher at
Portchester. The only defence set up in the sum
ming up, was that in the pictures sold there was
nothing as obscene as Powers’ statue or the Greek
slave. Both of the defendan Is were convicted and
remanded for sentence.
WHY HE SOUGHT THE FEMALE SEX.
Martin Breton went out on a spree the other night,
and the morning was too far advanced to go home
and turn into bed, and disturb the old folks at home.
Nor did he feel like paying fifty cents or a dollar in a
hotel for a snooze of about two or three hours. While
ruminating ma tters over, he met Fannie Kelly and
another lady, who coaxed him to go and devote the
spare hours of the morning with them. He imagined
himself a Brigham Young on a small scale. He felt
as if he could be happy with either. When they
reached their apartments, and entered, he gave Fan
nie sl, and she was to give her companion half. But
as soon as Fannie got the money, she opened the
door, lifted her foot, and out went Breton at a double
quick gait. He did not object so much to the loss of
his money as he did to the way in which he came to
lose it. Fannie was convicted and sent back. No
announcement of sentence or remand was made.
CHEW-CHEW.
Samuel Lug, a colored boy, rather bright for his
years, was charged with stealing a coat from the cab
in of a canaler. The captain said Sam came into his
cabin and asked for a chew of tobacco. He told him
to clear out, and then commenced to indulge in the
weed himself that he had refused to others. While
thus engaged, Sam made off with the coat. Sam was
remanded.
A JEALOUS WIFE.
Amanda Johnson, rose-colored, was charged with
assaulting Ellen Thompson, coal black, hitting her on
the bump of benevolence with a four-pound rock that
utterly destroyed that organ for the time-being.
Amanda said she did it, and when asked why, she
said, “O, you see Ellen always carries a razor, and
she is a dangerous woman. She is a married woman,
but she doesn’t live with her husband, and every
woman that happens to speak to Mr. Thompson, she
is so very jealous of him, she pitches into. She
won’t live with the man herself, and—well, she
wont ”
A blush suffused the face of the speckled Octoroon,
which merged into a hearty guffaw when told that
she would have a one month’s sojourn on the Island.
TAKE ’EM OFF, IF YOU CAN.
John Martin, a rough laboring man, was charged
with assaulting Louis Levy under the following cir
cumstances, John went into Levy’s store and asked
to see a pair of socks. He looked at various pairs,
and finally asked if he would be permitted to try
them on. Levy said he could. John, after hauling
on the first stocking, gave a grunt and thrust his
boot over the stocking. The same operation was
performed on the other leg, after which John got up,
and giving himself a shake, made for the door. Levy
intercepted him, and exclaimed: “Mine monish or
mine socks.” “Git out,” rejoined Martin, empha
sizing the remark with a double ender that made
Levy turn a sommersault. “ Take the socks off if yese
can.” Martin was followed by a friend of Levy, who
had him arrested. That pair of socks cost John
twenty days in the Tombs.
A State Constable in Melrose,
Mass., seized a wagon in the street that con
tained four haif barrels of ale and six women.
He made a blunder, for he only confiscated the
ale and let the more intoxicating part of the
load, the women, go free.
A couple of young women in Ohio,
built a lire of kerosene in their bedroom to
smoke out the musketoes. They succeeded
completely. The musketoes ceased from
troubling and the women are eternally at rest.
Another encroachment on the Con
stitutional rights of the South : The slave pen
at Richmond has been converted into a divinity
schoolroom for colored preachers.
A correspondent of a Chicago
newspaper says the quickest way to get rid of
the Indians is- to establish whisky shops all
along the border and give them all they want
to drink.
People who make it, say that the
stuff now sold at bars for Bourbon whisky is
bad enough, to kill a horse. The asses who
drink it, however, seem to escape with their
lives,
UNDER THE TREES.
By Julia Goddard.
Under the trees in Summer time,
Under the chestnut trees,
Looking up into their cool green shade
By a thousand layers of green leaves made,
When the clustering flowers are past their prime,
And the idle wandering breeze
Slyly shakes the branches to and fro,
And brings down a shower of Summer snow
In the golden Summer time.
Under the trees in Summer time,
Under the trees I lie,
Peeping up into their boughs to see
If the sun can dart down one ray on me,
Whilst drowsily sounds the sheep-bells’ chimfi
And the babbling brook goes by;
And the birds sing cheerily many a tale
Whisper’d to them by the passing gale,
In the golden Summer time.
Under the trees in Summer time
I lie and dream of thee,
And I dream that in days to come, thou and J
Shall meet again as in days gone by,
■When laughing Summer is in her prime,
Beneath the chestnut tree;
When the listening breeze may tell each bird
The sweetest secret that ever it heard
In the golden Summer time.
THE KING’S TERROR.
BY HAMLYN SMITH,
AUTHOR OF
“ THE PHANTOM INN,” “ MABIOLA,” &C.
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE SPECTRE OF THE CROSS BOARS.
Brandon followed at full speed.
The night was, as I have said, a clear one ;
and the moon shone brightly over the brilad
heath, over which they now dashed,
Far and wide, patches of furze dotted the
heath; while in the distance could be seen a
wide forest of dense trees.
Once amid these trees, the Royal messenger
knew he would be safe.
But his horse was no match for Brandon’s,
which was one of the most perfect specimens
■ of Lord Kimbolton’s stables.
: In a very short time, he was once more along
side the traveler.
Yet he did not fire.
j There was a feeling in his heart which urged
’ him against such a course.
This man whom he was pursuing was as en-
> titled to respect as himself, and as proud to
• fulfill his duty.
Why, therefore, when this messenger was
but performing the commands of his superiors,
should he be shot when unable to defend him
; self ?
These chivalric notions would no doubt have
i been little approved of by Colonel Brandon’s
! friends.
, But he was a man who studied less the de
sires of others than the behests of his own
1 conscience.
1 So he hurried on till he was on a level with
the man.
: “ Halt 1” he cried, as they were approaching
a bridge over a narrow stream—“ halt! Why
! seek death? Give me the dispatches, and go
i in peace.”
“Braggart!” ssid the other, as he still
pressed onwards; “do you imagine that no
one is to escape death but yourself? Do you
think that you are invincible, that you choose
' me as the one to die ?”
' “ Human hands cannot harm me,” said Bran-
. don, who, full of tho superstitious feelings of
. his times, was strong in his belief in the fulfill
. ment of tHe mysterious vision.
The other laughed scornfully.
■ Then, as they were upon the bridge, he
jerked his horse’s head suddenly to the left,
■ and, leaping over the parapet of the bridge,
. disappeared in the darkness below.
’ Brandon listened a moment.
Certainly, he expected a loud splash in the
: water.
I But he heard none.
Presently, a low, moaning noise attracted hie
attention.
He dismounted, and, approaching the para
pet, leaned over.
The shadow of the bridge fell deep upon the
J ground; vet, even in the darkness, he could
, distinguish a huddled mass,, which seemed like
' the bodies of the unfortunate rider and his
■ horse.
> He at once quitted the high road, and de-
■ scending a winding path which led to the bank
of the river, he soon discovered the king’s mes
senger lying, groaning and dying, amid the
tall grass.
The cause of unexpected accident was easily
; explained.
The stream took an abrupt turn just as it
i passed beneath the stone archway; and the
■ horse, instead of plunging in the water, had
I fallen upon a rough heap of large, sharp-edged
’ stones, and then rolled over with its rider upon
1 the bank.
. The horse was dead; the man was evidently
: nearing death, with rapid strides.
j “ Sir,” he said, in a faint voice, as Brandon
. knelt down by his side, “ Fate has conquered
'■ me, and you are spared the trouble of pursuing
f me further. Since death awaits me, and con-
> cealment is now useless, you will find what you
’ seek in my saddle, stitched within its lining.
This secret I would not reveal to you if I did
not wish, at the same time, to carry tidings of
, my death to those who are expecting me at
’ home.”
i “ Yes, yes I” said Brandon, with much emo
i tion. ‘‘ In such an hour as this we are no long
i er enemies. Would that you had yielded be
fore I”
1 “Alas! I did but my duty,” returned tho
man—“what you would have done, had /de
manded your papers. Thank you,” he added,
i as Brandon poured some water over his tem
’ pies, and pressed a wet rag to his lips—“ thank
• you; that revives me.' lam very faint.”
; Brandon raised him up a little, and the man
! proceeded:
“In Lincoln, at No. 4 Earle street, live ray
! father and mother. My name is Anthony Mal
. colm. Tell them how I died; and tell them
> that, with my last breath, I blessed them, and.
> confided to their care one whom I have loved
since childhood. They know her well,” he
said, hisjvoice trembling, and tears standing
' in his eyes. “I cannot trust myself to pfo
’ nounce her name. Give them this locket,
which hangs around my neck. It is for her.”
A very lew moments after this, his eyes
dimmed ; long, undistinguishable words were
i murmured between his parted lips, and he ex
pired.
After laying him gently on the ground, and
: throwing his cloak over him, Gregory Bran
don took from his pocket a lantern, and began
1 the inspection of ine saddle-bags.
Bv ripping it open, he soon discovered a
packet of letters, tied up with a blue string,
and addressed to tho king.
“ Good I” said Brandon, as he pocketed them;
“this is worth a knighthood!”
He was soon once more en route.
By the next night, he had neared the camp
of Cromwell.
Just as he started for his last stage, howev
er, a storm broke over the country.
Huge clouds had been trooping up from the
northeast all day ; but, as the shadow of the
great night caine down, they seemed to stop
still over the land, in order to prepare for a
deluge.
The water came down in torrents about nine
o’clock, and the lightning dashed furiously
from one side of the horizon to the other.
The horse, at the very first flash, had shown
symptoms of restiveness; and now, as the
flashes became more and more frequent, he
struggled, as it were, and jumped and started!
in such a manner that none but. an experienced
and courageous rider, like Brandon, could have
held him in.
At length it became evident to him that ha
would not much longer be able to proceed with
anv chance of safety, and he, therefore, began
to look around for some place of shelter.
He was standing at a spot where three
roads met, when a strange sensation crept ovei
him.
It seemed to him as if some one was moving
by his side —invisible, yet touching him, ana
murmuring words of warning or menace.
“Go not that way!” the wind seemed to cry ;
and then the rain dashed in his face, and then
the gale went laughing and shrieking away to
ride with the violet lightning.
“Come this way!” yelled another gust, as it
bent down the branches of the trees, and made
the finger-post creak.
“ Return hithejr I” shrieked another gust, as
it hailed him from behind, along the road he
had taken.
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