New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1865-10-24
THE LAST MYSTERY.

From many signs and tokens, We find it hard
to resist a dreadful suspicion in regard to MIR.
Haskin Of Westchester and Mr.. Brady OF
New.York. When the campaign opened, Has
kin's name was in every mans mouth rs the
Grand InquistOr over the Chicago consprators
and the fierce denunciator Of Jerry Black Blu
chanansm in Pennsylvania, and the other dis
tasteful isms Of Ohio and New-Jcrscy: Well
We have finished Jerry Black and Vallandig-
ham, and We hope We have Zip yam Wrinkle by
the throat over in New-JerSey. Nay, more: we
have an idea that we shall finish what we may
venture to call the Albany swindle, and give
what may be, to Gen. Slocum, at least, the new
sensation of defeat. If the General had re-
manned with his eolors, it might have been
otherwise; but now that he has gone with his
uniform, and buttons, and sword, TO lead nou-
descrpt party of guerillas ike Tilden, who
thought this war failure, and Seymour, and
Green, and Cassidy, he deserves not merely the
defeat of all enemy. but the punishment OF a
desertcr. lie shall have both.
But where are Brady and Haskini The lat
ter person brought this Albany swindle into the
world, and now runs away and leaves his baEJ
at the steps of The Bo,a editor. Why was bis
voice not heard at the Cooper Institute az well
as the Jolly sentences Of the pious Van Buren,,
aud the bubblng rhetoric Of the frisky Cox
AS Mr.. Van Buren,, according to Tie Ectning
Post has been expressing his opinion Of Mr..
Haskin, the latter gentleman might have told
NJ what nc thought Of Mr.. Van Buren,. This
public explanation would have been infinitely
more entertaining than the tedious essay OF Mr..
Blair; for Il there is one thing dear TO the hearts
of the unterriied Democracy it is good old
fashioned row. Is it possible that because the
Barnburners are prominently virtuous they are
to have oil the cakes and ale' is there 10 pos
sible chancs for any poor devil Of Hunker'
This perhaps, is why Mr.. Brady did not pour
out the tones Of his silyery voice. Nobody
wanted him, The Albany swindle is claimed as
a Barnburner baby, ard the Hunkers must
keep away fIsm the cradle. The Sage of Spuy-
tenduyvel, who lives near thet stream and edits
The Herald, ia kind Of monthly nurse; but,
like monthly nurses generally, has n
immense amount Of ga5ble, and tries to keep
the poor wretch alive BY poking The Herald
bottle down It's throat. As for Brady and Has.
kin and the Hunkers, they must keep away;
they shall not have even piece of the christen-
ing cake. 1t will be well il revenge stops here.
If rumor is not persstently lying jade, Brady
and Haskn have been spirited of somewhere
to one of the back rooms Of the Manhattan
Club-H House, perhaps-so be kept until after the
election, like the man Of the Iron Mask. Else,
why this silencsl Between Old Spuyten.
duyvel Of The Herald, with her gable. and
Mr.. Van Buren, who is the "happy father Of
this occasion, and Mr. Coz, the country cousin,
who has been so busy walking up aud down
Broadway for the last Ok months looking ut the
stores that he could not make speech, the
Albany baby has hard time. The BRAT is
HaSkin's. He has told Us 70 In letter. II he
has the feelings Of man, he will stand by his
offspring. But if no and Mr.. Brady arc really
in durance. Mr.. Justice Barnard is d just judge,
and VIC have the h0bsas corpus.