The native American. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1840, 1839-04-20


Challenge him. said a voice behind The In.
spec,ors' table, which made Pat below ont, And
why am | challenged, unless you name me tc
fgh'a and, sure, that would be breaking the pace.
You are to be challenged because you are an
agtaor, and | know the fact replied the first
voice.
We'll, then, come out here; for may nver
say my prayers to the blessed Virgin again, il
you are not a common ratur; and so III be of,
and put my vote in some other ward, where they
kape civil tongue in their heads
Notwithstanding all these reflections, the vote
in this ward will be pretty heavy:
Fifth Uard.-The excitement here is very
great and, although the popularity of Smith and
Anderson is very great yet Scovill will run his
opponent very hard. The Wings count the ward
as safe as the first three wards. The locofocos
have fought hard, and several wings have voted
for Scovl from personal friendship. He is ahead
of his ticket; but the wings were $50 ahead at
the close, last night. About four o'clock, it was
announced that the Great Western had arrived.
The wings quaked, and raised simultaneous cry
Of Hope to God not 'Why!' said we. Be
cause the news she would bring would ruin our
hopes If three Of Thompson's packet ships were
to arrive with the seerage full of emgrants, it
would do us more HARM said another. Don't
you believe that said third whg 'for if we do
get the election, it will be because of the non-ar-
rival of the Great Western
great deal of laughter was excited by Gu
rous procession of tag-rags and bobtails, follow
ing large stuffed alligator, labelled thus, mo lot
terry tickets No Amboy Beach, mo Shnpas-
ters,' No Dollar Voyage A label on his
jaws said Here she goes, there she goes A la
bel on his tail said Hold me tight, or | shall
swallow Aaron the Dancer I'm a tickler if
you doubt it, touch my tall
An elderly gentleman came up to vote.
Inspector: Your name?
| Voter: James Gordon.
| Inspector: What besides?
Voter: Nothing.
| Inspector: Have you wife?
| Voter: have not-thank God for all things.
Inspector: Have you any family?
| Voter | have done my best to increase and
multiply promiscuously and particularly; and God
has crowned my humble efforts with success in
both instances.
| Inspector: Where is your family?
| Voter God knows-I have numerous lot Of
children scattered pretty much all over the globe.
I've been great traveller in my time.
Inspector: Don't you know where your chill
dren are?
Voter: How can | tell? It's wise child that
knows his own father; it's wiser father that
knows all his own children. Do you know
where all your children are?
Inspector: None Of your business.
Voter: And it's none Of yours where mine are.
Inspector: Well, where do you consider your
home! .
| Voter: Wherever | meet pretty woman.
Inspector: DO you live i'll New York?
Voter: Yes.
Inspector: And no where else?
Voter: There isn't living to be got any where
else, except for negroes.
Inspector: Will you take the oath?
Voter: Yes on stack of bibles.
He was swor".
&rth Wurd.-The vote in this ward was very
great yesterday, and decided increase on the Sc
cond day of last year. The Irish were shouting,
and swearing, and fighting in the street nearly all
day. Every loafer-looking voter challenged
by the wings, and every well-dressed voter was
challengedby the locofocos. A very gentlemanly
looking man came up.
| Inspector: Your name, sir!
| Voter: C-r-i-s-t.
Loafer: That spells Christ-challengc him.
Voter: Why am challenged!
Loafer: Because Christ has no more right to a
vote on earth than I expect to have
Inspector: Take that man away.
He was removed. Another came up.
Inspectors: Your name?
Voter: John Jay.
Inspector: A good name-where do you live?
Voter: At the Clarendon Hotel.
Inspector: bad residence-your vote is chal-
enged, not on account of your name, but your
residence.
He was sworn. Another came.
Inspector: Your name?
Voter: Patrick Donohue.
Inspector: Are you citizen?
Voter: Yes, and here's my papers.
Inspector: Have you resided in the State the
asst twelve months?
Voter: have.
Inspector: When did you come into the city
last!
Voter: About six months since.
Inspectors: Where from!
Voter: From small country seat go to occa-
sionaIy.
| Inspector: Where's that?
Voter: The State prison at Sing Sing, l think
they call it.
He was removed sans ceren1onie.
At the close of the election, the scenes in this
ward were most disgraceiul. The Irish blocked
up Pearl street, and beat all whom they took for