The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1871-04-07
NEW JERSEY LEGISLATURE.

The s'Fun" of the Closing Night OF the
sessiOn-An "Orgie'' I'm the House,
A special despatch from Trenton, dated mid
night of the 9TH inst, to the Newark Advertiser,
says
The scenes in the House tonight were to an
uuaccustomed eye simply awful, and having
been from necessity witness of part of them
i deem IL a sort of duty to let your readers know
something about the license that prevails here
under the guise of the 'fun of the closing hours"
of a session. The evening session opened
quietly enough though showing evidence of q
storm in the premonitory paper bullets which
flew around sent on their errands by vigorous
arms. But the bullets grew to files and bundles
of bills and TO waste-paper baskets, aud those
again to chair cushions, and IL behooved q man
now to dodge quick and deeply on hearing the
whistle of the coming missile.
And still the voting went on, and bills were
passed or killed for want of friends enough to
bring in the voters, without scarcely dozen
members knowing their contents. Members
loafed around, and chatted in groups in the cor
ners, or walked talking and laughing through the
passages of the Chamber; now and then some
one member would notice that bill of his was
up for consideration, and would frantically rush
from member to member asking them to vote
lust for my sake, you know" And the member
thus entreated would turn his head over his
shoulder and call "aye," though not knowing
what he voted on.
AS the evening" passed matters grew from bad
to worse, and save for few faithful ones who
stuck to the work, nothing could have been
done. Let us hope those watch dogs of ours
allowed nothing too outrageous to escape their
notice. The rap of the gavel OF an overworked
and much enduring Speaker, at IL 80, pro-
claimed the end of the last night session, and
the restraint of the gayel taken away, the fun
grew to madness. Members seized the leather
chair cushions and SHE'D them skimmingly
along, grazing nose here, knocking off a hat
there, and reaching resting place in the capa-
cious bosom of a Busch or SanXay with terrible
thud, telling plainly of the force of the blow.
| Two enthusiastic gentlemen struggled manfully
across the deskt bearing an immense bag of
waote paper weighing probably fifty pounds,
which they deposited on the bright and shining
bald head of an unfortunate member, who had
been safely enjoying the fun played on others,
| thereby crushing that individual into his spit
| toon and rendering him a fit object for derision
| or compassion
One leather cushion, skilfully propelled, hov-
cred over the heads of corner full of nom
participants, and the variety of positions struck
by those gentlemen to avoid the missile, while 1t
| yet seemed uncertain where it should alight,
| was worthy the pencil of Leech. At last max
ing sortie in an entirely unexpected quarter, 1t
brought one individual to the ground by the
| force of its blow, who in turn toppled over an
other, and he still another, and he still another
and so on till half-a-dozen were PROSTATE. Such
| is the fun of the closing night of the session,
and yet the old stagers tell us it is nothing to
| last year. l ask what further atrocities could
last year have possessed beyond those enjoyed
| this evening.
San Jose Valley, California, never had a
| frost until this year.
To get rdgout of mutton-get good hold
and pull.
AN Indian in Kansas has five wives. Hows
that for Lo?
The Augusta Journal speaks of raising pigs
as 'hogriculture."
Mr. johnson, Michigander, extirpates
snakes by biting off their heads.
The Flathead Indians want one of their tribe
| appointed to West Point.
| A large coal mine has been discovered in