The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-08-27
THE SCUM or NEW YORK.

a. "s-e;;Is-y, let's go and see Rocky Moore's bene-
Mt will yer, Jimmyn
Two very nice young gentlemen stood at the
corner of Bowery and Bayard street. last even
ing, at half-past O'Clock. One of these Young
gentlemen had queer colored pantaloons. with
red neck tie, frock overcoat, a white shirt.
with large paste breastpin, and a six-barrelled
revolver in his breast pocket. The other gem
tleman had red face, pug nose, double chin,
and M urderous air IN general. Both of these
interesting young gentlemen we're thieves by
profession, and earned an honest living by pick
ing pockets. 1t was not their fault; they had
learned the trade in infancy, among the
elums and cutters. The "Old" Bowery Theatre
Is crowded tonight, not with the beauty aud
fashion OF the metropolis, but with the thieves,
buffers, pimps, sports prostitutes, faro gam
blers, and scoundrels OF a great city. Fronting
the theatre there is u great crowd of the class
which rules New YORK city, to its disgrace.
Look at the hard faces. Look at the dress OF
these men. There is q protusion of diamonds
and precious stones; enough to stagger prince
OF the Colonna orOrsiu families. Ascending the
granite steps, and passing between futed col
umns, we reach the ticket entrance. The housels
engaged tonight by the chief pugllist of the
city of New York. We will not name him,
because he desires to be named in the Tribune.
He has the usual diamond breastpin, loud neck
tie, and heavy watch-chain that is found on his
elass, A fellowrow6y, with tuft on his chin
and bOWie-kniie in his sleeve, has paid for his
ticket and wants to enjoy the feast of reason
and flow of soul.
S-a-a.y, w-e.r RS yer t-i-ke-t w says this very
gentlemanly young man, who conducted the
ticket business.
"W-en, s-a-a-y w-o-t-s the matter wild yer:
were is yer collar, I'd like ter known
"WeI s-a-a-y, do yer suppose I'm going ter
stand around the d-ure all night? Kuhn,
see me, quick"
OF course, this ro wdy had to be passed in.
The tlcketlaker dreaded that at some future
time the man with the loud clothing might run
for Councilman. Suppose he "Went back on
him" how could he get friend in position in
the Controllers Office Why, let him in by all
means, he's one of the old boys" Well, we
enter the Bowery Theatre, once the temple of
the drama, Some of the best actors who to-day
make American art respectable have toiled and
drudged on these boards. But tonight the Old
B0wery pit is filled with thieves, owdies, and
Observation-Disclosures OF them. There is
certain class of young New Workers. bred
in the holes and alleys of the great CITY, who
affect the prize-6ghtlng business. These young
gentlemen would rather have nod or bow Of
recognition from DoOneY Harris or lzzy Lazarus
than from George Bancroft or Henry W. Long
fellow. Look at the sea OF faces, red, and hlled
with gin and whisky, A farce was presented,
"AntOny and Cleopatra" On ordinary Occa-
sions at the Bowery Theatre, the farce would
have been received with welcome and graceful
enthusiasm; but tonight we have the buffers.
If we are little loose, "Wot's the odds?" as
a rough remarked. The farce goes on, and
a young lady, in a Swiss costume, in the
dialogue of the drama, states in mild way that
'every keyhoe Is stopped up, and that there
fore she cannot communicate with my lover"
This, of course, disgusts the fighters, and with
one accord, the gentlemen in the gallery, pit
and boxes cry out "K-u-m, k-um why don't yer
wind up?" Harry Hill is put down on the bill
for ''set toe" in the club exercise with his sons,
but Harry the Hopeful is absent on picnic,
and therefore it is necessary to omit the gentle
man from Houston street. Now we are TO have
the "Crib scene" from Tom ana Jerry. certain
writer who has lived for thirty years without re-
pentance Pierce Egan by name, immortalized in
his early youth the TO Wdes aud roughs of his
native city-London. Charles Dickens was then
a reporter on London newspaper, The Morn
ing Chronicle, and Mr.. Perry, the most faithful
of journalists and reporters, did the scum OF
London the honor to record their doings. To-
night at the Bowery Theatre we are to have
synopsis of Mr.. Egans reckless Journalism. The
curtain rises and there is a roar of applause from
the audience. But let us give the composition
of the audience as we saw it,
Prize fighters ..........350 Miscellaneous peo-
Thieves. ...................400l pie who did not
Prostitutes. ................3O0 know that prize
Respectable women $50 fighting benefit
Gamblers. .................6UOl was TO take place
Rowdies (profess' al $500 at the Bowery go
Plmps LoUO
Total. .44OO
This is the catalogue of crime of one night at
the Bowery Theatre. The curtain is raised, and