New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1855-08-10
be spends for GIN He was fDed ten dollars for drink
ing more than he could tagger under.

Barnard Mullen, James Larsin of No. pa Frst~av.,
William Murphy, Michael Rowan, aud A III Shubreck,
oil sent upen days for being 40 far gone that
they could ut tellwhere they got tnelr liquor.
WENT TO BED WITH HIS BOOTS on.
Andrew McAnally, in the of his nebriaei
persmbpsiions, walked into the open door OF
strange house went up stairs and deliberately got into
bed with his boots Oh. The proprietor OF the mansion,
Lot reshing this unexpected occupation Of bis slee ing
tackle by stranger called an officer with whose help
be elected the intruder. McAnaly resurrected
faDcies the sepuchrs mode OF life he reinerred
in the City Sercophagus for ten days.
MIXED lbs LIQUORS, AND WANTED TO DAMAGE
SOMEBODY'S FIGUREHEAD.
James Gibson No. 70 Columbia 81. drank some beer,
then took glass Of brandy then imbibed mint jueP
through straw, then partook Of sherycobbler with
friend after which be demolished bottle ofschnaqps
tolus, end tapered of with rum-shrub and cherry.
bouI CO. He refused hosever, TO pay the bill, and
was arrested for making disturbance; As he HANDED
over the customary Ie he inquired If there would be
eny extra charge for breaking the Of the saloon
man. but getting 10 answer be departed probably TO
apply binseIf without delay to the demolition OF The
nasal bulb Of the obnoxious bar-keeper.
TOO MUCH TONGUE.
Catbarine Smith and Ann Baker were charged with
stopping in the street, aud addressing them IN
words Of invitation characterized by earnesness and
force, rather than delicscy and modesty. Sent to
Blacl wes romantic lie for half year, to learn the
rudments Of politeness and deceDcy.
MOURNING PUT on, AND NOBODY DEAD.
John Duffy and John Dillon we're brought up by ;.
D. AMMAN for attacking him while be wes putting up
his shutters and dressing his eye 10 su OF unneeded
uurple mourning which didn't harmonic wlh the
balance of his complexion. The men OF the identical
initials denied the sorrowu accusation, but were held
for examination
TRADED BIG COAT POR PETTiCoiT.
Jol n Brennan belongs to Washington pilot boat No
T. John bought some clothes which he tied up in a
bundle ard then s,aid all night 10 house IN Water-s
In the morning, while making the best OF his way to
bis boat be was arrested by the officer for having sus
picious property in his possession To cony.ce the
NJ p that be was wrong, John opened the bundle AMI
found instead of the coat, the glo~y pants and
the silk handkerchief which be bad placed there the
day before, a woman's torn and ragged dress, two
pairs of out stockings, bundle of rags pair OF
eaters and tsttered bed-quilt. Somebody had come
he change trick" over John, and the missing gar
merits ore lost forever. He discharged.
SHAKESPEARE RUN MaD-MPROvEMENTs on THE
IMMORTAL BARD-COLLIER BEHIND TIE AGE.
Peter Kn ght was found wandering in the Fourteenth
Ward. The officer could not determine whether be
was intoxicated crazy, but, as he said he had 40
home, he taken in charge as vagrant. He had
been traversiDg the streets, with folded arms, talking
10 himself in ood bits of plays and poems. He possessed
a facility Of quotation equal TO Richard Swiyeler,
ESQ g. but he was as reckless about the exscude OF
his extracts, and iumbled up bis authorities with as
much confusion as Captain Cutie himself. He seldom
gave quotation right, but would break OFF in the
middle and substitute words of his own, or dove
tain an irrelevant piece from some strange author,
or mix up hal-a-dozen authors with interpretations OF
his own, IN an inextncable yei bal tumble.
Clerb-What'S your name
Prisoner" Peter Knight; ON native TO the mar.
row-bone"-thats Shakespeare.
Clerk-Was YOU intoxicated yesterday
Prisoner" lis true, tis pity; pity ts there isn't the
I'D, vii a doubt Of it'-thats Scott.
Cerk-Where did You get your liquor
PrisOner-" W here the bee sucks there sucks Peter
"Knigh all day. Thou base, nslorous slave thinks't
Chou will reveal the noble name of him who gave
"me wne7 No Stree, Bob"-that's Beaumont aud
Fletcher.
Officer in whsper-If yeu don't tell you'll have
TO 90 to jail.
Prisoner-I do remember an apohecary and here
abouts he dwells-no he don T. he lives over in the
Bowery-but in his needy chop a Goldfish hangs, and
his shelves beggerly account of empty bottles;
noting this penury my self, said, If any mau did
need brandy punch, whose sale is fifty dollars fine
in Gotham, here lives caitih wret IA who Is proba
bly, got plenty of il under the counter Why should
Lere conceal my fault Wine no J cried. The call
was answered. / have wine said he, but plenty
of whis-. Silence thou fernicious cai'if, quoth Il
thou invisible spirit of wine since we can get thee by
10 other name why let call thee gin and sugar. lie
brought The Juice of cursed juniper IN phia and IN the
uorcIes of nv throat did pour Uiopho Woiies dis
tiIlmeni. Thus l by Dutchmans hand at once
dispaichsd-not drunk nor sober sent lno ,nis ary
feciious on my head The fellows name MY very
soul rebels But whether is It nober in the mind TO
suffer the cuffs and bruises of this bloody Dutchman
or 10 take aims against bis redhalrcd hghness, anu
by informing end him 90 and it is done. Villsin,
here's at thy heart His name, your Honor, Is Bob
besnofkiA in tue Bowery. That's Shakespeare
mixed.
Clerk-Hsve YOU cot home
Prisoner-My home is on the deep, deep sea-that's
plutarcl's Lives
CleIk-How do YOU get your living
PrisoneT-DOubt thou the stars are fire. doubt that
tie sun doth move; doubt truth 10 be liar, but
never doubt that II get living while the oyster
sloops don't have but one watchman-thats Billy b
again.
Clerk-Do you paw for your oysters
Prisoner-Base is the slave that pays the speed of
thought is in my limbs-thats Byron.
Cl,rk-Do you steal them and then run away
Prison er-I We told thee ali, tell no more though
short the story be; let 20 back where was before
and IN Get nv living without troubling the Corpora
tior-Thats Tom Moore, altered to suit circumstances;
Justice leyic emily at lose in whisper TO mystihed
cerk-I think he crazy what do you think II best
to DO with HINT
Trsoner loveThearing)-" on with his head so
much that's Shakespeare curtailed.
Justico--Will you promise to dispense with the
brandy and gin If you are discharged
Prsoner-O, | could be happy with either were
tolher dear charmer bottled up and the cork put i'll
that's DibdiD, with vengeance.
,Julgc-What do you suppose will become OF you II
You 90 on in this way, living you have done
Prsoner-Alss, poor Yorick Peter, | mean.
Who knows where he will lay his bones Few and
short will the prayers be said and nobody II feel any
sorrow; bat they'll cram him into his clay cold bed,
and bury somebody else top OF him to morrow; the
minister will come put on his robe and read the SER
vice; the choir il sing hymn; earth TO earth and dust
dust to gravel aud that II be the last Of Peter Knight
Clerk-Peter wen have to send you up for ten
DAYS.
Prieoner-Fare thee well, and if for ever all the bet
ter. That's Byron revised and corrected.
JEFFERSON MARKET.