The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1867-02-09

MAJOR BARNEY TRACEY on A RAID
The redoubtable and irrepressible Major
Bernard Tracey has, since Christmas, been
".upon high horse" and many and Curl
Gus are the capers that he has cut in con-
sequence thereof. He makes it rule
when he gets on the aforesaid high horse to
mount his war steed, so that though the
aforementioned animal may not be regarded
as remarkable for his height, the two may
be regarded as one and the same thing.
His last raid upon this steed was the most
dashing and brilliant he has yet made, and
its results, though huge, would have been
huger still, but for the meddlesome inter-
ference of some Of Major Claiborne's
forces, who captured him, and the gallant
Barney is now. confined by dungeon bars
and prison walls. A history Of his latest
exploit may prove interesting.
On the morning of the 9Th instant, the
Major becoming thoroughly imbued with
the spirit that his forefathers imbibed
years since, and which has lived within them
from generation to generation, determined
to make a raid upon the city, and storm
the City Hall, the stronghold Of the ty-
rants Of the said city, Barney's worst ene-
mics. Accordingly, mounted upon the
above mentioned steed, he sailed forth
and rode boldly towards the citadel.
Reaching the point of assault, he shouted
forth in trumpet tones, "What, no, here
Come out here till kill yez every id
one of yez: Joe Mayo, Major Claiborne,
all of yez police, or any other man J" The
enemy were soon aroused, and in short
time Barney, despite two or three bold and
rearing charges, was aanked, surrounded
and forced to surrender.
To the prison in the Valley of course he
was carried, and there he met with indig-
mites hard to tolerate. A certain one of
his countrymen, by name John Brennan,
who, it will be remembered, signalized
himself not long since by sending freed
man to his long home near the Libby,
asked the Major what he was doing there
to which he replied, with becoming indig-
nation, Sc Is that any of yere ID busi-
ness ?" A blow dealt him well upon the
nasal extremity was the first reply. He
was then well trounced, and, as he states,
"he had sivin ribs broken on the one side,
and fourteen on the ither." He came out
alive, however, and on yesterday, when he
made his appearance before the Mayor, a
red nose was the only sign left of his affray.
The Major, upon giving security that he
would cease his warlile operations, was
let loose; but he had not had his liberty
long before the old spirit seized him again,
and by 2 o'clock he was once more ready
for the fray. Armed with rusty, if not
trusty, musket, md mounted upon the in
defatigable steed, he made another assault
upon the citadel with fiercer denunciations
and more terrible threats than ever. This
time, however, he was more prepared for
thanking parties, for when they appeared
in his front and on his left, by
a skillfnl : man9uyre ito the right,
he eluded them and galloped off
boldly to the west Of the city. He
courscd down Ninth street to Main, up
Main to Fourth street, down Fourth to
Canal, where struggling party of women
and children arresting his attention, he
halted, and aimed his weapon at them as if
about to open fire. Policeman Dabney at
this time appeared in his front but before
he could suppress our warrior he had
tact with his head, and was making off up
Canal street as fast as his steed would go.
The policeman gave him parting shot as
he went, which came in unpleasant prox-
unity to his head, and caused him to in
crease his speed.
He continued rapidly towards the western
suburbs with the intention of making a
circuit of the city, and returning safely
within his own lines. But his well-planned
retreat was intercepted; for fanking
party of mounted men, consisting of
Captain Charles Epps and Policeman
William Rose, came upon him near Camp
Jackson, and the Major was compelled to
yield to the superior force Of numbers.
He was conveyed to the second station
house, and this morning he will suffer the
dictum of his conquering enemies.