Des Arc citizen., 1859-07-13
BURL1Na, THE NEW YORK DUN.

The Boston Posts account of this man gives but tame picture of him. l will give you one from real life:
 Ten years ago was seated in my office at No. l2 Wall street, busily driving the quill, when heard a quiet step behind, and then mild voice inquiringif l had the transcript ofa certainjudgement against one J. c. O., the protector of the great Peg -ghewah- Company for sell- ing Indian Medicines. looked up and saw a man whose twisted foot and palsied arm were quite familiar to me, but of whose name or calling knew nothing.
 "Yes," replied, "I have the trans cripl."
 'Well, I want it" he said; I'm going to collect 1t for the creditor"
 "Going to collect il!'' I exclaimed, Why. the judgment is perfectly worth less. Executions, and proceedings arter Judgment, and all ordinary means of grace have long ago been exhausted upon O.. He Is hopelessly insolvent, and is besides the mos. adroit scamp of a swindler ever encountered"
 What's that to met" broke out the visitor in gruff, strong voice, quite diff ferent from .his first tones. :. Perhaps you don't know who am 3 I'm Bur!ing, the man about town. You a lawyer and not know me! Sheriffs are good for nothing; Constables are good for noth. ing; executions and creditors bills are good for nothing. Give me the trans- cript-here's the order for't-Illmake the money out of him."
 swiveled around my chair and'started at the man. And will you be so good, MT. BurIing," asked, as to tell me what is your patent plan for superseding officers and wrils, and for squeezing blood out of turnips, and cash out of the Presi- dent of the Peg-ghe-wah-wah Company ?"
 "How do ii? you mean. Why dun 'em at their houses, l dun 'em in the street, l dun 'em at the theater, l dun 'em in church, I catch 'em early in the morn ing and stick to 'em all day; follow 'em up wherever they go; go to meals and cal with 'em; go to bed and sleep with 'em give lem no peace night nor day, Sunday nor week day; stick to 'em like death to a dead nigger. A man owes debt. He won't pay it. Hollow him up all the week so he can't do any business, nor go to see his sweetheart, nor walk in Broadway, nol eat with any appetite. nor sleep withou dreaming I'm after him with the devil tt |help run him down. All this won't do IVery we'll. When he goes to churcl Sunday he finds me in his pew. (You lSherifs cant work Sundays-I do my bes
 business then.) The congregation rise and he rise, takes out his book, opens a
 the place, and there he finds the bill I'vt
 stuck there. and gets so mad he can't sa.
 .amen.'"
 "Sheriffs and Constables" continued he, getting loud and fierce, " will Sherlf go of a Sunday morning to parson' house and follow him to church, and wal iup the broad aisle with him before all tn congregation, and go up the pulpit stair close to his heels, and slip into the pulp after him before he can shut the door, an take seat by his side, and get up whe !, he gets up, and when he opens the Bible , opens John Jones bill full length, and slaF Q 1t down over the chapter and verse, and te
 him: There's that bill of horse hire. pa
 H before you preach! But that's what :. d-and got my money too" f "And what commission did you chargel
 Fifty per cent" "Rather strong" l suggested, 1" b - still, your mode of procedure was stron }. Do you often get as much as fifty p {, cent" M
 When I earn it, I get it. Dr. { : of Broadway. sent me to dun fellow wi
 lived back in a yard, and kept two bt IN dogs that he let loose when any body can m to collect honest debts. l went at hi e with horse pistol in each hand and Do