The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1883-02-01
N. Y. Observer.1
BILLY MC'GLORY AND COMPANY.

! IN. Y. Observer.l
BILLY MC'GLORY AND COMPANY.
Scenes in The City of New York on The
Second Day of This New Year.
We read and. hear so much of the
recklessness of human life, the fire.
quency Of man-kllling, in the South
and the West, that it is worth while
to look at home. There are more
homicides, in the midst of this city,
than many Of US are aware Of They
are for the most part the immediate
fruit Of intoxicating liquors. And
this is perhaps the worst feature in
the case. The fearful crime of MUIR
der is the outcome Of a lawful traffic
from which the city derives revenue.
Let me tell you what happened the
day after New Years. A Connecti-
cut farmer came to this city a few
days before, and having disposed of
his load, remained to keep the holi-
days and see the town. He went to a
drinking place where Billy McGlory
and Company sell and drink beer and
other liquors according to law. The
farmer got his drink, and, proud Of
the possession Of money, offered a
twenty-dollar bill in payment for his
beer. The bartender put the bill into
his pocket, and the farmer, demanding
his change, was laughed at and told to
clear out; which he did. Then he
went to the police court and told his
story. The Judge sent Officer Delany
with the farmer to the den to arrest
the barman and recover the money.
In the place were a number of drink
ing men and one woman: McGowan,
Cooney, Kessler, Cummiskey, O'Brien,
Birmingham and others. Delaney,
the officer, searched for the barman,
and MCGOWAN ordered Delaney out,
when Cooney caught hold Of Delaney
and held him while McGowan beat
him on the head with pistol. What
followed, | will give in the words Of
the Times report:
"After beating Delaney, McGowan
ran downstairs, pistol in hand Out
side was hack sent for by the wo-
man, who did not want to be seen in
the streets. She was in the coach
waiting for McGowan. He put his
pistol into his pocket as he walked to
the coach. Just as he was getting
into it Delaney appeared at the front
door of the etenement-house, and Nc
Gowan drew his pistol and aimed it at
Delaney, who retired into the entry
way to draw his weapon. McGowan
sprang into the coach, shouted to the
driver to go ahead. Delaney at that
moment ran to the horses, and, saying
he was an officer, ordered the driver
to halt, as he was in pursuit of fell
on. The hackman lashed his horses
to start them, and Delaney caught
sight Of McGowan leveling a pistol at
him from the coach-window. Delaney
aimed and fired quickly at least two
shots, and the first two pistol-shots
made one sound Tfen Delaney stag
gered and put his hands to his face,
and blood ran through his fingers.
The hack ratified over the stones to
Elizabeth street, and then turned
down town. In it, crouched between
the seats, was the woman who had
seen the drawn pistols, and who had
put her fingers in her ears and got out
Of harms way. When MCGOWAN
sank down, she saw that something
terrible had happened. whats the
matter, Pat?" she asked, and he re-
piled: I'm dying" She stopped the
coach, sprang out, and sought conceal
ment. In minute crowd had col
lected around the hack, at the bottom
of which McGowan lay dying. Off
GERS Mccoy and Harrington took Nc
Gowan to the station-house He died
as he was laid on the floor of the sit
ting-room. Delaney was brought to
the statidh-house by other officers
An ambulance was sent for, and De-
laney, as he walked out to it, looked
at McGowan's body, and said to Capt.
Petty: captain, that's the man shot
me, and I shot him. [ did not intend
to use my pistol, but 1 had to do it. -
At the hospital, the surgeons found
two cuts made by the butt of McGow-
ans pistol on Delaney's face. The
bullet went through the upper right
eyelid, ploughed into the eyeball, and
lodged in the right cheek" .
On the same day we had in the dai-
ly papers reports of other bloody
scenes in other parts of the city. A
witness describes one scene in these
words:
1.-TWO men came into the saloon and
insisted on having drinks, and Paul
said to the bartender, with an often
sive epithet, IF you don't give me
drink I'll turn the house upside down
He then seized a pewter pitcher, filled
with water, and threw it at Donnelly.
The latter lodged, and Paul next rails
ed large kettle, which contained
boiling water, and also hurled it at
the barkeeper. At this juncture |
arose and told Paul that that was no
way to carry on; whereupon he kicked
me in the pit of the stomach, and |
was rendered senseless. On regaining
consciousness, saw Paul and Don
nelly fighting behind the bar. They
were in clinch, and Paul broke away,
and, coming from behind the bar, be-
gan finging chairs at the bartender
The latter had pistol in his hand,
which he fired, shooting Paul and
killing him."
Yet another, on the same day. was
in yet another saloon where the fight
ing was general with whatever wea-
pons came to hand Frank E. Kelly
was struck on the head with a bottle
by John Nevins, and his skull was