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The Concert Saloons of New
York. Described.
Ths Canterbury—Boulevard Hall—
The Novelty—Broadway Branch
—Matinee Garden, Etc.
The Waiter Girls-Sinners who
are Ugly as Sin.
The Concert Saloons Threatened with
Let Members of the Legislature
Read this Article.-
“ Nothing Extenuated, nor Aught Set Down
in Malice.”
Assemblyman George Mackay, of the Thirteenth
District of this city, has introduced a bill into the
Legislature which is designed to break up the eye
cores which have so long a time disgraced Broad
way, the Bowery, and the other leading thorough
fares. The bill prohibits the employment of female
waiters or attendants in any concert or other saloon
or place of amusement in any city of the State, and
the establishment and existence of immoral places.
It makes the violation of the act punishable by a finp
of SSOO and imprisonment in the county jail for not
less than six months. It also inflicts the same pen
alty upon owners of property leasing their premises
for concert wr other such purposes,
£lf this bill becomes a law, it will effectually close
np these vile concert saloons, where women exhibit
themselves in a semi-nude costume, calculated to
inflame the passions of the young men and half
grown boys who form the greater portion of the
habitues of these places. Formerly some
was attempted in the saloons, but under the reign of
the corrupt oligarchy that ruled this city, until re
cently all restraint was thrown aside, and the evil
has been increasing up to the present time, without
signs of abatement. Ladies and gentlemen of refine
ment passing along Broadway cannot help but wit
ness sights sufficient to call a blush to the cheeks of
all but the most hardened. And as warm weather
approaches, the disgusting nuisance is made more
public. Doors are flung wide open, displaying to
tho view of all passers the half nude prostitutes em
ployed in these dens, while on the night air is borne
bandied by the disreputable females and the equally
abandoned male characters to be met with there at
any and all times. Fights are of nightly occurrence,
varied by an occassional shooting and stabbing
affray, in which one or more are wounded.
Sometime ago, acting under warrants issued by
Justice Dowling, the police made a descent on five
of these places, and took into custody some sixty or
seventy women and the proprietors of the places.
They were locked up in tho Spring street police sta
tion. Less than three hours after the descent was
made the magistrate who granted the warrant visited
tho station-house and released all the female pris
oners. On the following evening the places were
again in full blast, and have been ever since. The
courts held that in the building where the women
were employed they could dress as they pleased, and
there was no law to prevent it. Practically, there
fore, the
and debauchery are beyond the control of the po
lice, and until an actual breach of the peace occurs
In one of them, the police have no right to enter and
interfere with anything that may be going on. No
matter how bad the character of the place may be,
or bow much soever the community would be bene
fited by having it broken up, the guardians of the
peace and property of this great city are powerless
to interfere in the matter except on the condition we
have named.
That the community may know just what filthy
dens they have on their main thoroughfares, adver
tising their calling, and inviting custom with all the
concomitants of music, transparencies, flaming gas
lights, and the other accessories of cheap shows of
this kind, a representative of the Dispatch, during
the paet week, made a tour of the principal saloons
in the Bowery and on Broadway, and his observa
tions are given. Nothing is extenuated nor aught
concealed. The evil is shown up in all its glaring
deformities. If .there is anything in it that should
lead a legislator to desire its continuance, by all
means let him oppose the pending bill.
The better class of citizens of this great metropo
lis have been outraged for years by the presence of
those pest holes, these eyesores, and will watch with
interest to see who will offer either by word or vote
to continue them in existence.
The largest and most pretentious of these saloons
is the •• Canterbury,” occupying the entire first floor
Of No. 632 Broadway, and running through to Crosby
street. On the front of the building, above the main
entrance are a number of colored gas lamps, bearing
the name of the saloon. Above these are the chan
deliers of “Boulevard Hall.” At night when both
aro lighted up, the building makes by far the great
est show of any on Broadway, and Is the first to
strike the eye of a stranger. Collected in front of it,
or lounging around the doorway are a dozen or more
oflouiUy dressed men with dyed mustaches, who
represent the fraternity ot political roughs, gamb
lers and thieves, some of them in their own proper
persons representing all three of these proper
grades. *
On entering the place, the visitor finds himself in
a large room about twenty-five feet in width, by two
hundred in length. The entrance is flanked on tho
•ne side by a large ornamental bar and lunch coun
ter, presided over by one of the proprietors, a
burly, short-haired German, and. a cigar case
on the other. About midway of the hall on
one side, is an orchestra, In which are
half a dozen or more German musicians,
whose music is more largely composed of sound
than melody. On either side of the hall are large
mirrors cased in huge gilt frames, while the walls
and ceiling are handsomely painted and frescoed in
various colors. Everything, however, bears the im
press of tawdry cheapness, and m every respect the
place is calculated to impress one as the resort of
those possessing the lowest and most depraved
Throughout the hall, at regular intervals, aro
email tables, calculated to accommodate four per-
Bons each. At th® time of our visit, all the tables
were pretty well filled with visitors, and sandwiched
among them were the divinities of the place. It is
worth th© pjacp ppce. to see how large a
collection of ugly females have been gathered to
gether. The reason is plain. No girl, unless she
were a prostitute, and of the lowest kind, would be
found in such a place and wearing such a dress.
The leading idea seems to be to expose as much of
bosom and lower limb as possible, and therefore
everything else is sacrificed to this one considera
tion. We seat ourselves at a table. A female with
an unmistakable German face, and
waddles up to us, and with a strong German accent
wishes to know what we will have to drink. The
dress of this interesting female is a study. She has
on a tawdy green velvet jacket, or waist, cut very low
in front, revealing flabby red breasts. The lower
portion of the body is encased in old fashioned
trunks, reaching about half way to the knee. Both
articles are bedizened with dirty, frayed lace and
gold braid. We give her an order, and she moves
away. Our companion, a policeman, who has
served in the lower Wards and on the east side,
points out several of the graces as having been seen
by him formerly In the saloons on Chatham street-,
and the Bowery, while others he recognized as for
mer prostitutes on Broadway and the Bowery. All
are dressed in fancy costumes, somewhat after the
pattern of that we have described. Language the
most foul, filthy, and profane, is constantly bandied
between certain of the male visitors and the females,
the latter, and many of the former, being more or
less under the influence of the vile liquor dispensed
in the place. A few years ago the old music hall
proprietors advertised their waitresses as
To call those in the “Canterbury” by that term
would be so ludicrously absurd that the proprietors
do not even attempt it.
occupies the upper part of Nos. 632 and 631 Broad
way. It is composed of a series of rooms, opening
one into another, while the roof of the rear exten
sion, a drear expanse fitted up with tables and seats,
is called, by courtesy, a Summer Garden. Why it
should be so termed is a question that has not yet
been solved; for there is not a single green thing to
seen there except the verdant youths who squander
their own or their employers* money on the disso
lute females employed in the place. The latter are
about the average of those in the large saloon down
stairs, and the crowd who throng the rooms are of
about the same character as those we have already
ocOUpy the upper floors of Nos. 631 and 636
Broadway. The entrance is profusely illuminated
with several rows of small lamps, and a brass band
is engaged nightly in discoursing most wretched
music, which of itself should.be sufficient to cause
the place to be closed as a public nuisance. The
rooms are fitted up in about the same style as Boule
vard Hall, and the attendants are of about the same
character and appearance, while the visitors are of
precisely the same class.'
is in the basement of No. 626 Broadway, adjoining
the Oriental Theatre. Tho entrance is lined on
either side with plate glass, and at the foot of the
steps is a fountain, containing a solitary rural turtle,
about the only living thing not contaminated by the
surroundings. A large bar, fancifully decorated,
stands at the left hand of the entrance. Handsome
mirrors line the walls, and there is consider
able effort at cheap ornamentation. A performer
on the clarionet was struggling with a solo, with
poor success, and was utterly unnoticed by the
crowd in the place. If there is any difference, the
girls employed here are even more indecently clad
than in the “Canterbury,” and are apparently just
hovering on the verge of nudeness.
There are already five concert saloons on this one
block, and they are fit companions to the saloons
kept by “Reddy the Blacksmith” and P. Egan. It
may safely be stated that this one block is productive
of more rows, and causes the police more trouble
than any other two in this city.
Workmen are now engaged fitting up the first floor
of No. 616 Broadway, on the same block as the
others, for the purpose of a saloon. This new addi
tion to the sinks of gilded vice is to be known as
and is understood to be intended to vie with the old
style concert saloons, the “Canterbury,” “Melo
deon,” and others. Considerable money is being
spent on the fittings.* The ceiling and walls are
handsomely frescoed and painted in the loudest of
colors, and black walnut and other costly woods are
lavishly used. Mirrors are to be used in profusion,
to add to the attraction of the place. The proprie
tors seem to be proceeding as though they had
assured information that their nefarious occupation
would not be interfered with in any manner.
One of the very worst places in this city—filthy in
appearance, and frequented by some of the worst
class in the community, is the
in the basement on the south-west corner of Broad
way and Amity street. It is a small affair, compara
tively speaking, not more than a dozen or so of
female attendants being in the place. These are
attired in so-called fancy costumes—and such cos
tumes. Apparently, a third-class costumer’s estab
lishment has been raked over to find the loudest and
cheapest of costumes. And a fine collection the
wearers are.
Half a dozen nationalties are represented, promi
nent among whom Germany and Ireland predomi
nate. Their faces and dress would indicate their
calling, even if their actions and language were not
sufficient in themselves. The basement i* in one of
the finest blocks on Broadway, just above tho Grand
Central and Southern Hotels, and is obviously in
tended to catch just that class of customers who
come on from the West and South, and spend only a
few days here, certainly few city men would willing
ly bo caught in such a den, or at any rate, be known
as habitues of the place.
A few years ago, when concert saloons were in
their glory in this city, and the “Louvre,” “ Canter
bury Hall,” and other similar places, fitted up at an
expense of many thousand dollars each, were the
resort nightly of thousands, the “ Broadway Branch”
was looked upon as one of tho neatest ana best
places of the entire number. There;- was an orna
mental fountain with gold fish, and the fittings were
very handsome. The waiters were really rather
good-looking young girls, fashionably dressed, whose
real calling was not obtrusively thrust forward, al
though understood. The present “Branch,” occu
pying the same location, is a decided contrast to the
old one. The fittings are broken and the paint rub
bed off in places, while the attendants have prosti
tute plainly written on their faces. And their actions
and language do not belie their countenances. Rows
are of frequent occurrence in the saloon. But a few
weeks ago two acquaintances of the writer, whdhad
gone in there to see the sights, were set upon and
brutally beaten by a gang, because one of the disso
lute attendants chose to consider herself insulted by
a remark made by one of the pair.
was formerly known as one of tho most pretentious
concert saloons on Broadway, and famous for its fine
music. On Sunday evenings sacred concerts were
given by a full orchestra. Of late, however, the
character of the place has dwindled to second or
third rate in character. The concerts were given up
long ago. The attendants are now composed of a
slouchy set of German and Irish girls, and the habi
tues of tne place, Germans who have dropped in to
look on for a few minutes, strangers in town, attract
ed by the flaming signs, or lovers of the girls, com
posed in about an equal degree of east side roughs
and Eighth Ward loafers and thieves. When we vis
ited it, there were scarce two dozen visitors in the
place, and a more forlorn sight than the long rows of
empty tables, and the “pretty waiter girls,** moving
uneasily around, and bewailing the lack of business
in mingled Irish and German, it would be difficult to
have been compelled, in many instances, to close up,
because they could not compete with the newer and
more elaborately gotten up saloons. Hie attractions
were not sufficient to lure the crowd away from the
blaze of light thrown out by their more powerful
It is understood that in case the Legislature does
nothing toward regulating this evil, that a large
number of concert saloons will be opened along
Broadway, between Bleecker and Twenty-third
streets, and on a scale of magnificence greater than
ever before. Attempts will be made to rival many
of the large concerns In London and Paris. Large
amounts of capital are ready to be placed in this
business, tho projectors believing it would pay bet
ter than any theatre or variety show that could be
started. Negotiations aie now in progress for sev
eral sites, or buildings rather, which can readily be
adapted to the purposes for which they are intended.
Only by the action of the Legislature can our choicest
thoroughfare be prevented from being lined with
these dens of lasciviousness and debauchery, an
outrage on the morality and decency of the me
Which Will Go to State Prison,
Miner or Cole J
A curious sort of triangular fight is now going on
between the two greatest counterfeiters ot the age—
Miner, who was tried before Judge Benedict and ac
quitted, and the chief witness for his conviction,
Henry Cole. What Miner is now we will not say, but
w"hat he was. all know, having been associated with
Dave Keen, Bill Dow, the two Roberts, Ulrich (doing
eight years time at Columbus, Ohio), Jim Colbert,
Steve, the Checker Player, and Josh Daniels. It is
also well known that Miner’s wife, now dead, got
the impression of the plates in 1862, through an in
troduction that she obtained to the Treasury Depart
ment from Mr. Shedwick of the Willard Hotel. But
these are things of the past. Of the present let us
speak. On the next trial of Minor his chief accuser
will be, as it was on the last trial, Harry Cole, now in
the Tombs on the charge of forgery—bonds, we be
lieve, of Allentown, Pa. He now
on that charge. He says, and so say his friends and
Col. Whitley, that it is a put up job to save Minor.
If it is, then he is far from a shrewd fellow to allow
himself to be caught napping.
As long ago as 1853, nineteen years ago, Cole was
associated with Jerry Cowsden, Fatty Stewart, Oakly
Beemer, Honora Sheppard, Mike O’Brien, and others
of that brood. Their headquarters then wore a
lager beer saloon in Frankfort street, near the Dis
patch office, where they concocted their plans of
plunder, and made their distribution of the “queer”
to be circulated through the city and the country.
At that time the raising of one dollar notes to a ten
or a twenty, or the altering of broken bank bills to
that of a live institution, was the business of these
people. Dan Troop, aliat Johnson, then living at
Nlnevah, N. Y., was
of the gang, and was an expert in the manufacture
of counterfeit money. In 1854, Cole was arrested lor
forgery, and sent to the State Prison at Clinton for
five years, which he served, bringing him out short
ly before the late civil war. He rejoined Jerry Cows
den, and made times lively. Poughkeepsie, tired of
using postage stamps for currency, wanted to issue
25 and 50 cent currency stamps.
went to work, and kept pace with the city in issuing
stamps. When Poughkeepsie was used up, over they
went to Newark, and in the same way flooded that
city with shinplasters. Nobody could tell the
“queer” shinplaster from the genuine, and when
Government used its own paper, and the shinplas
ters were recalled, the worthy fathers found no end
to redemption long after the regular amount had
been drawn in. They could not tell which was
which—there was not a line of difference between the
genuine and the counterfeit. Newark city fathers
to-day can’t tell how the quandary came about; now
they know. They could not repudiate the shinplas
ters, and good and bad were redeemed at the public
expense. For the first two years after Cole’s libera
tion, he made things lively, with the assistance of
his accomplices, in Issuing not less than eighteen
different counterfeit or altered notes; among them
the Mechanics’ Bank, of Newark, N. J.; Butchers’
and Drovers’, New York; Commercial Bank, of Clyde,
N. Y.; Pittsfield Bank, of Massachusetts; and nu
merous others. In 1861, Cole was again arrested,
and lodged in the Tombs of this city,
How he escaped nobody knows, but it is presumed
he either jumped his ball or enlisted and jumped
the bounty. Out of the jail, however, he got very
mysteriously and was never tried. Cole was in the
Tombs on that occasion about three months. After
his liberation and return to this city he associated
himself with Rana Abrams, David Keen aud Bill
Cregar, of Philadelphia, Jerry Cowsdon and Charley
Adams, who bought the Waterbury Conn., 20’s and
100’s, the Shoe and Leather SIOO, and the Central
Bank of Worcester SSOO. Thousands of these notes
were passed on various banks throughout the coun-*
try, and before their forged character was discovered
not less than $500,000 were afloat About this time
the Government had begun its issue of currency,
and Cole’s attention was turned in that direction.
Commencing with the fifty-cent issue, he has helped
to circulate every issue of it, with the aid of Vai
Gleason, another great counterfeiter, known only to
the detectives.
During Col. Wood’s reign as Chief of the Secret
Service Division, Cole’s whole family were arrested;
but why they escaped—somebody must know. But
coming down to October, 1871, we find that he was
for dealing in counterfeit money. But turning
State’s evidence, or giving “points,” he was again
set at large. Now he is again in the Tombs, arrested
on what he calls a trumped-up charge of forgery,
but that remains to be seen. He must prove it It
was Cole that was with Hank Hall, who procured
from the Government printing establishment the
lead impression from which the celebrated compound
interest notes were printed.
About $75,000 of these notes were put in circula
tion before discovered, and Bill Brockway was the
only man of the crowd arrested, but whether or not
he squared it is a matter resting between his con
science and Col. Wood, who has none, and of
The operators in this affair were Charley Adame,
Dave Keen or Keene, (with or without the e) Harry
Cole, Hank Hal), Bill Cregar, of Philadelphia, and
Overton, who did tho engraving of the plates for
Cole. These were the conspirators in this affair.
Adams is now in the State prison at • Thomaston,
Maine; David Keen keeps a liquor store in this city,
and Cole is in the Tombs. Hall’s whereabouts are
unknown. Cregar is in the Penitentiary at Phila
delphia. Overton has fled to Europe. As to Cole,
the great main-spring of this moving machine of
crime, he has had writs of habeas corpus enough to
release the inmates entire of three States prisons.
There is not a day that he isn’t out on a writ. But
that Is his right, either to be discharged or admitted
to bail. His great object is to get bail—straw or
otherwise. He is said to be rich, but then again his
property is assigned to
who used to keep a house of ill-famo in Philadel
phia, and who now lives with him as his wife. Cole,
in this last case, protests as usual his innocence,
and promises to prove, of all things the most dan
gerous for a criminal, what Tony Weller called “a
halibi.” Good, but beware, Mr. Cole, of the shoals
that lie in that defence. In justice to this notorious
Starless aulr
scoundrel it is proper to say that he is in no way re
lated to Cole and Finlay, of the Chemical Bank rob
bery, which occurred some eighteen years ago.
Prison officials think they see a resemblance in the
man, but there is none. They are different men.
This is a grand triangular fight between Minor and
Cola as to who shall go to the State Prison.
will swear anything to save himself. So will Minor;
but is Minor to go up on the testimony of Cole—a
man who should be in State Prison working at the
same bench with his old pal, Bill Cregar ? There is
tha rub. Is Cole to be saved from the State Prison
to testify against Minor to obtain a very doubtful'
conviction ? If there are two bad men in the com
munity, and there is a certainty of getting rid of
one, better do that than try the doubtful plan of
sending the other up when there is no earthly show
to do it. If they can’t convict Minor - without the
evidence of such a scamp as Cole, then they had
better dock the complaint.
The “season” on the Hudson river boats has
opened. Already travel crowds the floating palaces
that plow the lordly stream. The late breaking up
of the ice delayed travel for a time, but when the
movement began, a full tide of it almost immediate
ly resulted. These remarks serve to introduce
which occurred on one of the river boats—the Dean
Richmond—one evening last week. It appears
that husband and wife No. 1 came on board and se
lected a state-room. Not long after, husband and
wife No. 2 were assigned to an adjoining state-room.
The boat moved proudly off from the foot of Canal
street, soon after which departure the husbands and
wives discovered each other’s presence. They were
acquainted, and had been previous to having per
petrated the union which nothing but death, elope
ment, or a $250 divorce can sever. The glaring
eyes, disturbed whiskers, and arched backs of a
brace of feline Thomases on a shed represented rea
sonably well the amicable footing of-the two hus
bands. As for the wives, one said, “ I’ll steal her
husband to show her my power, and make her feel
bad.” The other, far more sensible, inquired if
they were ever to have supper. Tho question was
opportune. No. 1 masculine was hungry, his wife
had too bad a headache to go down in the close
cabin, and should not eat if she did go. No. 2 mas
culine had no appetite, but thought he could com
promise tho matter at the bar before long. His wife,
however, was the especial questioner as to supper.
And thus it came to pass, after a little parley, hus
band No. 2 walked off in search of stimulants, telling
his ravenous wife to go down with the rest, and sug
gesting that she had money to pay. Female No. 1
was too sick; she might take a cup of tea, without
sugar, but she could not eat. So H. No. 1 and W.
No. 2 went to supper. Hardly had their heads dis
appeared below the winding, brass-clad stairway, be
fore Husband No. 2 returned from his sham tour
after gin, and knocked at the state room of No. 1.
The door opened. He disappeared.
Unfortunately, the masculine at supper concluded
to send up a cup of tea to his wife. Not remember
ing the number of his room, he determined to carry
the solacing beverage himself. Bolting in, he dis
covered the two together. The teacup dropped to
the carpet. The husband shotted;
A few passengers—the writer among the number—
gathered at the scene. High words, profanity,
threats, etc., succeeded. The affrighted woman ap
pealed to others, and explained, sotto voce. The two
men entered the state-room, and high words ensued.
The engine puffed unconcernedly on its monotonous
way, occasionally relieved by the startling devil’s
tattoo of the shad-poles along the steamer’s bottom.
Quite a number of parties waxed very curious.
“ Who and what are they, and what is tho real
ground for the growl ?” asked one.
There was no answer. The voices inside the state
room were now less loud. Then wife No. 2 re-ap
peared, and entering the room, comprehended the
situation at once. Philosophy and feeding are her
forte. No ripple disturbed her serenity.
“Why, John,” she chided, “more gallantly, I
shall soon be a widow. Somebody will shoot you.
This is his third scrape of this kind within a month.”
enough at No. 1 female, and her eye was malicious.
The blow struck. The sick woman learned that it
was not her attraction, but the weakness of mascu
line No. 2 that had brought about the tableau. She
gulped down part of a second cup of tea, and No. 2
said, authoritatively:
“ Now, John, if you have made Mr. miserable
enough, tell him it was arranged at my suggestion to
cure his wife of a besetting weakness for a man, who,
if he had liked her well enough, would probably
have married her. There, go down to supper. The
steak and salmon are splendid.”
Her manner was withering. She walked away and
began to read. All the evening the bystanders in
knots argued whether she made that speech up from
the bitterness of her heart. At any rate, she con
quered. If she is not an actress, the stage is short
one real acquisition. There were no pistols—pro
fanity only was discharged, and shamefacedneßs
nerved the place of blood. The couples are New
York residents. And so begins the “ season.**
A Lovely Woman Married to a
Handsome Brute.
It was late in the afternoon of Thursday last when
a young married couple presented themselves before
Justice Hogan at the Tombs Police Court. They
were there seeking an adjustment of some maritial
difficulties that had sprung up between them. The
young man was tall, and rather handsome, with an
expression of discontent and anuoyanqe lowering
upon his brow. His partner was a person of really
uncommon beauty. She was young and fair and pe
tite, but round and full withal, and her face had
and amiable look about it that was perfectly fasci
nating. Mary Cotter, the wife, was the first to speak.
She said she had been married to her husband
nearly six months, that they had never had any
trouble to speak of, but that of late he had grown
cool toward her, and finally left her altogether.
“What do youthink is the cause of his leaving
youmaam?” asked his honor.
“Iknow it, sir, but I hardly like to tell.”
“Why so?”
“Well, I don’t wish to expose my husband.” Mary
said this hesitating, and evidently embarrassed.
“Tell me if you know,” persisted the justice.
*• Well, sir, there is
to me; she has an influence over him, and has in
duced him to quit me for her sake. She’s a bad wo
man, sir,” said Mary, crying. Recovering herself,
she continued, “I gave up good matches to marry
him, and he swore he’d be true to me,” (sobbing
again.) “My father, sir, is a rich man in Brooklyn,
and I need want for nothing, but my pride forbids
me to let him know of my difficulties.”
While Mary was thus delivering herself, Joseph,
the husband, was twirling with disgusting coolness
the end of his mustache.
“Well,” said the Judge, turning to him with a
stern look, evidently impressed with what the young
woman had spoken, " what have you got to say ?
Your wife married you, and you are bound to sup
port her."
"Support her?” repeated he.
Yes—support her,” answered back his honor.
"Are you not her husband ?”
"Oh, yes, I am. I don’t deny that; but she’s got
a mother. I don’t believe in supporting her, too.
About my having another woman—now, Judge, see
and because I take her to the theatre, now and then,
my wife here is jealous.”
"I think it’s very improper, sir, if your wife ob
Joe, getting obstinate:
“I don’t care hojiv much she objects. I’m a-goin*
to have my freedom.”
“ I’ll have to lock you up then, sir. You must give
bonds to support your wife.”
‘‘l don’t care!” doggedly replied the callous
tenderly entreated this beautiful young woman.
" Since he will, why, let him leave me. I will try,
Judge, to be happy without him.”
To avoid being put in prison, this miserable, faith
less husband gave bonds to pay his wife a weekly
pittance toward her maintenance.
This case is interesting, as showing how a sweet
and lovely young woman, marrying an ignorant and
unsympathetic brute, throws nerself completely
away, and makes her life a misery.
A Casual Introduction Followed
by a Short Courtship.
The Husband Proves in Every
Way Unworthy.
“ Our Love is Mutual, that You
The error of miscellaneous introductions as is
practiced in American society, was fully illustrated
in the recent divorce suit, in which Fannie Lambert
gained a separation from her husband, on the ground
of non-support, the real cause being adultery, which
was not plead, however, on account of the lady’s
Some three or four years ago, Miss Fannie Cole
man W>B
of the West side. Although about twenty-three
years of age, she really appeared only about eigh
teen. She had many admirers, and not a few hon
ored her with their matrimonial offers; but for some
reason or other she did not deign to look upon them
favorably, and consequently remained fancy free.
At this junction Mr. Charles Lambert was casually
introduced to her by an acquaintance of ber’s, under
the most ordinary circumstance, simply because the
trio happened to meet.
Lambert is a man some three years younger than
the lady, and belongs to a class of men, who are ap
parently gentlemen—that is they dress well, talk
flippantly, delight in conversation and gallantry. He
impressed Miss Fannie favorably upon a subsequent
meeting, and after a few months
By means of forged certificates,he proved himself to
be of good family; he pretended to have been a resi
dent of New York but a short time, and therefore
had no one to vouch for his character or integrity.
Miss Coleman believed him to be a young man of
ability sufficient to enable him to fill any position,
no matter how much trust was imposed. She was
married to him in just seven months from their first
acquaintance. Her father being a widower, the
newly wedded pair concluded to make their home
with Mr. Coleman. As Mrs. Lambert had a trifle of
a fortune, her husband began to borrow a small
amount of money, saying that he required it to re
lieve a temporary embarrassment, and would repay
it in a few days.
She, however, soon discovered that he was a knave
and a fool. He spent her money without offering to '
reimburse her. He was a braying jackass, instead of
an embryo statesman—a greedy, licentious loafer on
her means and labors—a man who neither appro
ciated a friend nor a favor. This knowledge came
upon her slowly, and by degrees, for she was infatu
ated with his handsome face and frank manners, and
it was with the bitterest reluctance that she acknowl
edged oven to herself the fact that he was
or principle. Even when her eyes were fully opened
to bis worthlessness, she never whispered to her
dearest friend that she was disappointed in her hus
band. To confess this would have been to own that
her friends, who advised her against marrying this
man, were right, and this she was too proud to admit.
Two years had sped on, and although she knew
him to be neglectful and ungrateful, yet she bore
with him without making any outward sign. Her
trouble gradually produced its effect upon her. Her
beauty faded, and in her shriveled face one would
hardly recognize the fresh beauty of two years ago.
At last, however, there came the closing act which
brought the force of marrikge, they were enacting to
a conclusion.
of Mrs. Lambert’s came to pay her a visit. This
lady came from an interior town to the city for the
purpose of pursuing her studies in painting, of
which she gave promise of excelling, with proper
training and culture. Most of her time was passed
in the company of her cousin’s husband. The at
traction was mutual and became so prominent as to
provoke public gossip. The poor wife becoming
cognizant of the passion existing between her hus
band and cousin, requested the latter to withdraw
from the house. By simulating affection, coaxing
and cajoling her, the husband half succeeded in
forcing her to believe that she had wrongly accused
them. To this the cousin added her evidence with
all the womanly tact she possessed. The result was
that the rival was allowed to remain in the house as
a guest. Finally accident revealed to the much
abused wife the fact of a
between these two. She accused them both of their
guilt, and as concealment was no longer possible
they confessed. The cousin left for home immedi
ately a ruined woman.
Even after all the audacious husband’s coolness
did not desert him, and ho strove to impress on the
woman he had so grievously injured the policy of
keeping the matter secret, thereby drawing scandal
from the house; but being thoroughly disgusted with
his every word and deed, she made arangements for
procuring a divorce, and after much vexation and
delay, she succeeded, much to her husband’s dis
comfiture, who is deprived of this method of gaining
his living, aud he thinks that it would have been but
right for the court to have given him alimony, as
this is leap year.
This time it’s a cow of Columbus,
Mississippi. The infatuated cloven-footed
animal thought that nails were good food, and
she ate a ponnd of them. In the course of a
few weeks a fifteen-inch Columbiad was taken
from her side, a rod-hot stove from under her
left ear, a keg of glycerine from her nostrils,
four copies of Miss Augusta Evans’ “St.
Elmo” from her left fore-log, and a set of bar
ber’s tools from the region of the tail. The
inhabitants of Columbus turned out en masse
and slaughtered the cow. When the butcher
opened her he found a machine-shop in full
operation and a drug-store about to open.
The wondes'iul freaks of nature arc incompre
Taking His Post—The Milk off Human Kind
ness-Killed His Own Case—Was He Under
the Influence of Liquor ?—A Costly Paper
of Tobacco—Didn’t Consult to Agree—A
Hasty Temper*
At the trials last week, two delinquents charged
that they had been persecuted by their superiors be
cause they would not loan money when the demand
was made. There may be a species of blackmail of
this kind existing among a few of the roundsmen,
but not many. No man that has loaned money
which was never returned, has made this accusation;
it has been made only by those that said they had re
fused to come down. One officer went years back,
the other six months, and said three demands had
been made on him, but he could not come within
three months of the time of either demand. The best
answer that could be made to that accusation by the
roundsman was, that he had made but two com
plaints in eight months against this officer. Officers
damage their case by making assertions of this kind
without proof.
Garret, of the Fifteenth Precinct, was timed thirty
three minutes on one block. After that, he went
down to the basement, got the mat, went up on the
stoop, and sat down. Then Roundsman Melly came
up, and asked what he was doing there; his reply
was that he was trying his doors. Garret said he
saw the Roundsman at & distance, but didn’t know
it was him; he thought he was a suspicious charac
ter. The excuse was worse than the offense —to
watch what he supposed a suspicious character for a
full half hour, and not go up and see who he was.
He thought he would stay to see what he would do.
Commissioner Bosworth thought the roundsman
watched the officer too long. The case was referred.
Lorenzo D. Smalley, of the Eleventh Precinct, was
charged with talking an unreasonable length of
time with a citizen. When roundsman McDonald
asked him what he was talking about, he replied a
" crazy man.” Smalley said he met this gentleman
belonging to the gas house, and spoke to him about
getting a man or two employed in laying pipes, and
he said he would see about it. After that he began
to toll him that his boys had gone crazy, and been
sent to the Island.
“ Who were these mea you wanted to get em
ployed ?” asked the Judge.
"Different men spoke to me. An apple man’s
brother was one.”*
" You were on a nenevolent business. How long
have you been in it ?’’
" I always try to help a fellow creature.”
" When you get employment for people, you don’t
get anything ?”
"No, sir.”
Smalley was advised to attend to his philanthropic
business when off duty. *
Case referred.
Clabby, of the Thirty-first Precinct, left his post at
a quarter to 12, half an hour before relieving time,
and didn’t report himself till next day. His excuse
was that he had been relieved; that a messenger
came and said his mother was sick, and he imme
diately went to wait on her. He then gent his brother
to the station house to inform the captain of the
cause of his absence. The boy neglected to carry
his message, and complaint was made against him.
At the trial he said his brother, who was an impor
tant witness, was sick with fever and ague. An ad
journment took place, and the boy said he didn’t
know what fever and ague was. He then said that
officer Armstrong had relieved him, and Armstrong
was tent for. Armstrong admitted that ho had said
he had relieved Clabby, but not that night. He
couldn’t, as he was in the station house at that time.
Clabby was consequently cornered in every way
fibbing, and was dismissed from the department.
Dyer, of the Eighth Precinct, was late in coming
in to roll call from post, and when he came in, the
sergeant was under the impression that he was get
ting over a drunk, and charged him with being un
der the influence of liquor. Dyer said he was very
sick when on post, and got a friend to go to his
house for a vial of laudanum. The citizen brought
the laudanum, and went into a liquor saloon and got
half a tumbler of water, into which the laudanum
was poured. What hurt the case of Dyer was, that
the citizen could not eay whether it was water or
something else he brought out to mix with the laud
anum. The appearances were against Dyer, that he
drank something else than water, it might be by
mistake, and they fined him ten days.
The charge against McEnany, of the Seventeenth
Precinct, was being seen off his post coming out of a
liquor store, corner of Twelfth street and Third ave
nue, at half-past seven in the morning. When
asked what he was in there for, he said to get a pa
per of tobacco. In defense, McEnany said:
“ I came out that Sunday morning and walked on
and tried my doors. It was the day watch—from
six to eight. I saw this door partly open. Seeing it
open, I looked in, and could not see any one inside.
I walked in the store and said, ‘Who is here ?’ There
is a large room back, and the bartender was there,
and he said, ‘Won’t you have something ?’ I said,
‘No, sir; give me a paper of tobacco.* I told the
roundsman I got a paper of
‘‘Did you tell him you went in there to get a pa
per of tobacco?” asked Commissioner Bosworth.
"Yes, sir.” -A-
" That is not true ?”
" That is what I got in there.”
"You did not go in to get a paper of tobacco, did
you? Your excuse now is you tried the doorand
found it open.”
"Yes, sir, I stepped to the door.”
" You had no tobacco when you went on post at
six, and you say you are a heavy chewer. You went
an hour and a half without it this time ?”
"Yes, sir, beca'use I could not get it.”
James S. Cox, the bar-tender, said he generally
opened about six o’clock to clean up when there had
been a concert the night before. He thought he had
shut the door before he went back to fix the room.
While back of the store the officer entered, and said,
"Hallo!” Hethen asked him to take something,
and he said, "No, I’ll take a paper of tobacco.” He
took that and loft. He neither asked for liquor nor
got it.
The Board dismissed him from the department.
Morris White and Charles Flood, of the Twenty
eighth Precinct, were timed in conversation thirteen
minutes, and had no notion of separating until
Roundsman Webb went over and spoke to them.
The trial was halt through when Flood made his ap
pearance, and of course did not know what excuse
White had made. They did not undertake to tell
the roundsman what they were talking about, only
that they thought they were not so long. White, on
being sworn, said: "I was coming up Clark street,
and heard a whistle. I went to the corner to see
who it was, and the other officer came and met me.
He told me about two young girls asking him for a
number in Thompson street. He thought they were
girls from up-town looking for a bad house. We
were talking on police business, and I don’t think
we were thirteen minutes.”
"Did he say what kind of looking girls they
were ?” asked the Commissioner.
"Two young girls, about twelve or thirteen years
of age.”
"They were talking to a woman,” sad Roundsman
Webb, /• and I timed them thirteen minutes after she
"Who was that woman?”
"She passed by, and said good morning,” replied
Here enters Flood, who was asked what he had to
say. His reply was, nothing. White called him to
speak about a wonjan; he whistled for him. He told
him about this woman’s husband beating her.
" White says you whistled tor him,” said the Com
missioner, "and told him about two young girls
looking for a house. Is that true?”
"That is false,” said Flood.
That was a clincher. One or both should have
been broke for lying. They either had not consulted
with each other on their delense, or White supposed
that Flood being absent wouldn’t be present till the
trial was over, when he could post him up on what
had taken place. It was a bad job, being late, and
White was fined five days and Flood two.
Patrick Coogan, of the Twenty-third Precinct, was
charged with improper conduct, namely, using pro
fane aud insulting language to Roundsman Covert.
It seems the roundsman found the officer near.y all
the time on Third avenue, instead of the side streets
of tho post, Fifth avenue, and he told him it would
bo better to try and travel other portions of the post.
This riled Coogan, and, with an oath, he said:
"I won’t give you occasion to speak tome again
about being on tho avenue.”
The officer denied using, profane language. All he
Said was:
•‘ In the name of common sense, what do you want
mo to do.”
Coogan admitted to being excited, but not angry.
He claimed that this was a blackmailing arrange
ment. The roundsman camo twice to "borrow”
money, and because he would not come down, he
made duty red-hot for him. Coogan, when asked for
proof of the accusation, could not give it, and, in
stead of helping his case, it hurt him. Case referred
Prussia has discovered that there
exists on her statute books an old law about
marriage which embodies some of the most
“ advanced” ideas of the believers in free licen
tiousness. By its provisions,.a boy and girl
under eighteen may, with the consent of their
parents, marry on probation. The time of
trial expires when the groom is eighteen and a
half, and the parties may then separate or en
ter into a regular marriage, at their option.
Dr. Falk, tho now Minister of Education and
Public Worship, proposes to have tho law re
pealed at once. Victoria Woodhull and the
rest of our Free Lovers should at once get up
a petition against tho repeal of the law.
iws miiv.
CHAPTER XXlll,—(Continued.)
Perhaps the singular contrast between ths
awkward plebeian man she now saw and the
handsome, graceful, winning prince, who a feiv
brief months before had whispered gentla
words and offered kindly aid and sympathy
rushed too vividly on Isaline’s mind. *
But then, as in close and unavoidable COHS
nection, rose the image of him who was in tha
power of that unattractive, unsympathisina
man, yyho lay m durance but a few" short yard#
from that spot, and whose fate hung on on®
word which those thick, large lips could speak*
and all other considerations vanished in tha
Scarcely had the duke’s foot touched the las?
step of the staircase in the recess of which
the little group stood than that fair, graceful
girl started from her hiding-place, and wag
kneeling on one knee in the path of him oa
whom her every hope depended.
“ What the—that is, what on earth does all
this mean ?” exclaimed the astonished prince.
“This is no place for this buffoonery, young
woman. Be so good as to let me pass. I have
too urgent business to ba played with in this
tragic style.”
The girl sprang to her feet, and stood facing
him with her cloak thrown off and her grace
ful figure draped in its deep mourning robes ;
her beautiful pale features, to which excite
ment lent a spirituelle and expressive fascina,
tion, were fully exposed to view.
“ Your royal highness must pardon much, it
seems to me, in these terrible straits,” she
said, with gentle dignity ; “and I am not alto?
gether without claim to the notice and patienca
even of a prince. I am Isaline Falkland, grand,
daughter and heiress of the Earl of Carew.”
And tho proud, graceful head was unoon.
sciously drawn to its full poise on the swan-lika
Even the soldier duke could scarcely avoid a
tribute of admiration as he gazed on that fair
“lam sorry to remember that yon belong tflf
one of the most obstinate rebel families in tha
land, if you introduce yourself correctly, Lady
Isaline,” he said, coldly ; “ and I am at a loss
to understand why you present yourself in thia
extraordinary and theatrical fashion at a plaoa
so unsuited tor maidens of repute and rank. I '’
“ Your royal highness shall soon be informed
of my motives, if you will grant me a briej
audience,” said the girl, calmly. “My women
can either jttend mo or remain without,” sha
added, glancing at Elsie and Bridget, who wera
shivering in their wraps with terror at their
lady’s boldness.
•• It matters little. There is scant ceremony
in a camp, my lady,” he returned. “Butona
woman is enough at a time,” he added, coarse,
ly ; “so if you are determined to see me, it
had better be alone. Follow me, if you please.’’
Isaline could have smiled in scorn at tho folly
that recoiled in proud surprise at the brusque
bearing, so unlike the graceful courtesy of
Charles Edward.
That unhappy prince would scarcely havß
treated one of her serving-women with the
blunt haughtiness thus exhibited to a nobly,
born heiress.
But she followed the blunt prince with grace
ful coolness, though her heart sank within heis
at the evil omen his rough reception presented,
and when the door of the scantily furnished
room into which she was introduced was closecf
behind her, she well nigh shrank in wonder at
the wild hopes that had carried her so far, and
buoyed her up with such strength and courage.
“Now, Lady Isaline—if that is really tha
name of the errant damsel who has forced her
self on my notice—please to be brief, as my
minutes are precious. What has brought you
here in such an an unbecoming and solitary
destination ? I trust you have some sufficient
and exacting motive.”
Isaline trembled, and her voice for a few see.
onds refused to obey her call.
Her tongue literally adhered to her lips, til)
the impatient gesture of her companion nerved
her by the emergency of tho case wbioh it be.
“ I came to crave mercy, pardon, from one
to whom such an attribute is more noble than
royal blood,” she said, in accents whose soft,
ness contrasted strangely with tho loud, coarse,
accents of the duke. “And I trust, I feel sure/
I shall not plead in vain. My lord duke, it is
for life I plead, for a young and precious and
forfeited life."
The duke’s heavy brows lowered ominously. '
“Most justly forfeited, no doubt, Lady Isa
lino,” he said, sternly. “Andi would advise,
you, for your own sake as well as mine, to
spare me any useless importunity on so hope,
less a subject.”
“Your royal bigness will surely not deny,
mo the poor courtesy of a hearing?” said the!
girl, her high spirit flashing up at the sharp,’
curt tone of the answer. “ There is enough to
bear for the friends and relatives of the suf
ferers in these unhappy times without the ad.
ditional pain of such treatment.”
“ Ah, as to that, if I were to listen to all the
whining intercessions for the villains who have
caused all this turmoil, I should have no tlm<»
to spare for more necessary duties',” said the
duke, angrily. “Even the blood-jetting that
has and will take place, seems to do nothing
towards quenching the madness. I, for one,
certainly will not stop it.”
“ May I say one word in comment on youy
royal highness’s remark?” said Isaline, timid
ly. “ Will not tho argument of mercy prevail
where vengeance only hardens ?
“Hearts are won by such generous goodness
that would harden to granite with bitter re.
sentment against severity. But, pardon me,'l
she added, hurriedly, as the prince gave an
impatient stamp with his large, ungainly foot,
that made Bridget shrink back toward the
door, as if preparing for flight. “It is for one
I would plead, and it is not for me to hope os
entreat save on his behalf.”
“ Speak briefly, aud be so good as to accept
a reply when I know what you have to ask,' 1
was the ungracious response.
“ It is for Lord Eustace Lisle that I come t<i
implore mercy,” she said, and, her pride all
vanishing as the crisis approached, she sank
on one knee before tho harsh man, on whonj
her all of happiness depended. “At any cost,
at any penalty, save death, I implore his par.
“ And, pray, what relation does this rebel
bear to you. Lady Isaline ? I presume you are
betrothed, dr you would scarcely risk disgrace
and mortification by such a proooeding ?” ask
ed the duke, bitterly. 1
The girl bowed her head. <
She dared not vent the indignant rejoindcß
that maiden pride dictated.
“ Then that settles the matter,” he rejoined,
with a kind of smothered laugh, that perhaps
covered some more creditable feeling. “I be.
lieve that you are one of the most eligible
brides in tha three kingdoms for a true and
loyal subject to receive as a reward, and I cere
tainly shall not give a premium for rebellion
by sparing this young man for your future
husband. » -
“ That would bo worse than weakness; id
would be treason, indeed, against the crown.’d
“Andis that really the cause of your royal
highness's refusal of my prayer ?” asked tha
girl, suddenly. ,
“ One very sufficient reason, independently;
of the general principles on which 1 act witfr
regard to these hardened rebels,” replied tha
duke, turning slightly away. “And now E
must request you to retire, Lady Isaline. K
would not wish to use a harsher term in dial
missing you.” - ’
“ No, no; one moment. Hear me, ere yotT
condemn me to such misery,” gasped Isaline/
as if some ungovernable emotion was struggl
ing for mastery that well-nigh choked her UH
“Prince that you are, surely you have tha
feelings of your age and of humanity. _ Yoia
cannot be insensible to the dearest ties o|
earth, the terrible responsibility of those whot
take human life, and sever all its hopes ftQtf
“ And Lord Eustace Lisle is bound to me by,
such holy ties, and I am willing to make any
sacrifice, any atonement that wealth can giv®
for his life. Impose the heaviest fine, banisli
him from his native land ; do all, anything?
but murder him for a true and cbivalrouM
Tho duke literally started round in sort
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