Morning journal and courier., 1884-07-02
History of New Haven.

Fourth of July Present - An Outline Sketch-GeneraIJ Jackson. new feature for the centennial celebra- tion will be the free distribution upon the Green of twenty-one thousand copies of an
 outline history of New Haven with the
 compliments of O. A. Dorman, stationer,
 lithographer, printer and blank book manu-
 facturer, 696 Chapel street, New Haven,
 Conn.,"
 This is pamphlet of thirty-two densely
 printed pages and with handsome Htho-
 gsphic cover in red, white and blue, and the
 city seal. It is by Henry Howe, and there fore 8 spicy affair, giving the prominent events in our annals in pleasing manner, interspersing them with anecdotes and remi- niscepces. Among other matters Mir. Howe remembers General Jackson's visit to New Haven and thus relates it:
 General Jackson on his grand tour, in the
 summer of 1883, came to New Haven. He with Vice President Martin Van Buren, and his suite standing beside him, received the citizens one fine June morning in the center of the State House, facing the west.
 They came in by thousands, human stream, flowing in at the south door and passing out of the north. He was guiltless of the folly of shaking hands with the null titude, but stood upright with his hands be- l hind him, and bowed gracefully at regular intervals, with pauses between 50 as to take \ in about thirty of the staring, curious peo- pie, at each bow. As we appropriated our | share, the thirtieth of bow, we saw before \ us a six-foot tall wiry old man, visage long, | thin, melancholy, solemn as that of the knight of the rueful countenance. His face was very red from the sum-
 burn of recent travel, having bowed,
 bareheaded.. riding in his carriage,
 to enthusiastic, shouting multitudes in 1 many cities through which he had lately passed. In striking contrast, his hair, | snowy white, stood upright, bristling from ! every part of his head. It was 8 common
 saying, in that day, " Yes; his hair stands up
 bristling all over his head just like General Jackson's." He wore 8 tall white hat, the | lower half buried in crape, in mourning for ! his deceased wife, upon whom he had dotted, | and in defense of whose good name, we be- | lieve, he once fought duel and killed his man.
 After leaving Washington on this tour he | was assaulted on board of steamboat, while
 stopping at the wharf in Alexandria, by Lieutenant Randolph, @ fiery, hot-headed Virginian, who had just been dismissed from l the navy. Randolph, smsrting under sense | of wrong, rushed on board the boat, design ] ing to pull General Jackson's nose; but had just begun the assault when the bystanders 1nterfered and dragged him away. Taken by surprise the aged warrior, in 8 torrent of
 passion, sprang from his seat and rushed for I his cane to ''chastise the rascal ' Years after we made the acquaint-
 ance of Randolph, living in 8 com- ! mon country tavern, in an obscure will | lage in the interior of Ohio-a pitiable ob ject, old. poor and seedy, disgraced and fallen man; living in bitter memories, exis- tence scarce endurable but withaI his air was of one born to command, and you saw in ! that tall, imperious presence 8 gentleman ] from one of the proudest, most honored l families of old Virginia.
 The President, when here, stopped at the Tontine. His servant daily, after shaving, bathed his sore, sunburnt face in milk, and
 then rubbed the old gentleman's head in
 soothing manipulation until he passed away
 in slumber in his easy chair; and the flies
 continued to buzz; they always did around ''Old Hickory"