New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-10-03
THE COUNTRY ABOUT TO BE SAVED
Immense TorchIight Procession, ETC., etc.

Grand and glorious was the scene at Clay Square,
in the Fourth District, on Saturday evening. Clay
Square is a secluded place, nicely surrounded by
granite and iron, and inhabited by some small trees,
large weeds aud white.headed children. On this
OCCASION however the weeds and the children had to
stand back. An immense bonfire blazed in the CENTER
iiuminng the surrounding country for at least
hundred yards and bringing into vivid relief the
duly prepared platform Of the Independent Ameri.
caus; an immense pine structure capable Of hold
ing, at the least calculation thirty or forty people,
multitude OF the rising generation and some children
of the larger growth, gamboled around the fire and
frocked over the platform, in expectation of the
forthcoming grand Eruption OF the " Independent
Americans"
10 due time rocket explodes against the sky and
ecipses the stars; then another and another! The
sky is actually too full Of beauty to look at. Soon
the strains Of music are heard !; cabang goes a
cannon out among the weeds! and then up from the
threats OF the juvenile multitude rises such scream
Of patriotic welcome never before saluted the ear
of night or cracked the ssarstudded vault above.
Soon the van Of the Independents appears at the
square in the golden glow of blazing pine torches.
mighty procession files in and marches round stars
and stripes at the head, and banner bearing the
cabalistic letters 90 K.,'' meaning, probably, an
A" orful krew.''
Bat a look at the procession disabuses US of this
idea; it is a too gigantic and respectable turnout
to be made fun of. 1t is the people, out in its ma
jesty and its might. The number is tremendous if
the procession to form in ring, head to tall
there would be no end to it. 1t is impossible for US
to count, to estimate, with any hope of hit
ting the mark the numerical force of this tumultuous
outpouring of the people. To venture guess there
cannot be less than several hundred This guess is
corroborated by several persons who have insanely
undertaken to count.
The procession settles around the platform the
big guns thereof and the pressgang mount into the
public gaze. The platform is hardly strong enough
for much independence and intellect it cracks it
sways to fall independence jumps off quick, but il.
telect remains, standing up and nervously holding
fast to the little pine table, on which this nights
deeds of glory are to be taken down, and soon,
through that mighty engine, the press, scattered
abroad to enghten and delight the untold millions
of the human race. Intellect saves its table the
platform is propped, and soon again independence
proudly raises its head and faces the vast multitude
around-a multitude of about one thousand.
The meeting is organized. Mr.. Emile Witt, Presi-
dent; Mr.. B. W. Hebrard, president, and Mr..
Martinez, Secretary. The police, just disbanded or
rather revoted in body against the Mayors author
ity, stand around in solemn and sacred phalanx. A
gentleman stands conspicuously corner of tie
stand, with yellow knotted stick resembling
bed.post. Roasting at his feet, are those valuable
accessions and distinguished gentlemen, Messrs. VIM
Wilson and James Boyle better known to the
vulgar as Red Bill and Jim Boyle. The coup doll
of field and platform is altogether resplendent.
Alderman Ben Harrison steps forward, and an
nounces that Judge Cotton will add to the light
at present existing, in the way of speech.
The yellow bedpost fourishes in the air, and the
fourisher yells, Three cheers for Judge Cotton u
Given. with rockets and tger-cat for iagniappe
by the enthusiastic soveregns who look to the man
with the bedpost as their leader. And in all his
native majesty the renowned exjudge of the Sixth
District Court appears. With the thunder Of nded
Jupiter clouding his massive brow and lightning
beaming in his eye the Judge speaks, and all else is
still.
With his scathing eloquence crashing forth in
stentoran melody, be depicts that horrible monster
called Know Nothingism, which, with its machinery
of Knives pistols sungshots and brass knuckles has
held New Orleans bleeding in the dust for five years.
with its pitiless tonheel still upon her poor devoted
| neck.
Grand flourish of the yellow bed-post, and tre-
mendous cheers, with rockets from the field.
| The Judge tells how the days of the monster are
numbered; and how the Independent party, like an
avenging angel or like st. George with his dragon,
will slay the monster ia November; opening thereby
future Respondent with the lines Of an Arcadian
felicity and enabling crushed and mangled New Or.
leans to recover and to wash herself and be pure,
healthy, and happy forevermore.
| Bedpost, and more rockets and tremendous cheer
| ing. VIM. Wilson, Etq., shouts, Damned il that
amt true, every word of It'll" Still more popular
| vociferation.
| The Judge exposes the vany and turpitude of
Mayor Stith, and denounces his audacity in sending
poor creature called Dryden to act as spy upon
the conduct of the honest sufragans of the Fourth
| District. He never knew never saw the miserable
creature, and God knows he don't wish to! The
last he heard of the wretch (or Of him, as one
OF yesterdays papers had i) be was standing alone
Soraparu street, taking care Of the whole Fourth
District.
Bedpost again, rockets and three groans for
"Whisky Tom" 1.-THE hardihood of this miserable
man was shown by his appearing about the streets
yesterday, looking cool and comfortable, lust as
though nothing had happened.]
The Judge tells all about the martyrdom of Lieut..
Terrebonne and the valiant and patriotic action of
the Fourth District police, in refusing to put their
ueChS uuutI tuc WHICH, Vi Luc AuOW-NOtulUR JukReE'
naut, or to swallow the nasty pill called Dryden.
More bedpost, rocket, etc.
The Judge gives parting advice, and tells what
Can be done, and how it is to be and will be done, by
the Independent party in November, and how the
happy days are near. He bows and retires.
Double shake of bedpost, with rockets, and deaf
ening tempest Of patriotic voices. Calls for Charley
Dreux. Alderman Harrison announces Charley not
there; then adds for himself, that the story that he
does not actually intend to run for Sheriff is no such
a thing ; that be is running, will run, and will run
the contest to the bitter end. Bedpost rockets roars
of satisfaction, uphyiug hats, Mr. Wilson, and all
one time more Mr. FL. introduces Mr.. Castellanos tc
| the meeting.
| This gentleman is handsomely received. In burn
ing and emphatic language, he explains the signifi
canoe of the Independent movement !; assured tn,
gallant Independents of the Fourth District that the,
count upon the aid of their brothers in the lowe
Districts; and predicts that in November the indie
pendents will roll up majority Of not hundred
merely but thousands.
His speech is much interrupted by the uncontrolI
able hed.post, the skyspltting rockets, and the
ecstatc shouts of Messrs. Wilson, Boyle 4 Co., who
recognized in Mr.. Castellanos an esteemed ancient
| friend.
Mr.. Casteanos brings his speech to graceful and
happy conclusion, by announcing that he will give