The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1885-01-31

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House at Home in all its glory you had to
visit it about midnight-then the place was
full of ruffians and thieves who felt quite
secure from the intrusion of the police.
man who had not served term or two IN
States prison was regarded as of no ac-
count, and there were plenty in the crowd
who we're able to boast of having passed
half of their lives behind stone wallis. Re-
spectacle burglars, like Jim Irving, For
ter and Dan Lynch, never dropped into
Owney's; it was sacred to the ruffians who
knock unsuspecting travellers over the head
with a sand-bag, or perpetrate masked
robbery at midnight. Brutes who pound
each other into a mummy for $25 and a
champion's belt, found here congenial
friends and hackers; and yet strange
figure was he who sometimes stood behind
the bar, and of whom the whole of that
desperate crowd stood in dread. He dealt
out the deadly poison at his own bar, but
he never drank himself; the place was
dense with smoke, but u tobacco crossed
the lips of Owney Geohegan. He was not
a man of many words-and was seldom
seen to smile; he had no friends or conf
dantes, nor did he seem to care for any.
Always neatly dressed, if you met him on
the Bowery, you might have imagined him
some respectable merchant or bank clerk.
It was an understood thing with all thieves
at Owney's that they were not to exercise
their peculiar talents inside the limits OF
his bailiwick; and it was his boast that
a mans watch or pRrse was more secure
in the Old House at Homo than it would
be in bank or church. Owney was
politician and power in his ward, so that
the police, whom he feed handsomely for
their silence, we're not inclined to make
complaint. Savage assaults were of nightly
occurrence, and many men we're killed
there; but Owney still held the fort against
all colners. At last, after years of success
full rufianizm, Owney fell into the clutches
of the law, and being convicted, he was
sent to Blackwell's Island. The sentence
broke his heart. and he never was the same
man after. Disease set in and the gladi-
ator who could have whipped his weight in
wild cats, became wretched driveller
rolled about by black boy, in chair; the
muscles which we're once like iron became
soft and Aabby as a chiid's; his mind
broke, and so with nc living soul to mourn
him, with no hope here or hereafter, the
ruffian died. We haze another sample
In,
before long to write his obituary.
The sensation of tt,ss; week in fashionable
circles has been the arrival of Lord Gar
moyle. All New York is in f1utter-1
mean that portion of it who only live by
the light of reflected nobility. What a
thing it is to be a lord! If it were not for
his title there is not second-class grocer
or dry goods clerk who would notice him.
Essentially a snob of snops, he seems to
value himself for himself, and to look down
on the plebeian world as though it WAS diff
fcult thing for him to live in it. Miss For
tescue is to be congratulated in getting
$1,000 in exchange for his Lordship, for
he is about the dearest $4,000 worth to be
found in Her Majesty's dominions. We
have seen Garmoyle, and now for For
tescre-she will be worth golden dusats to
standpoint would sooner have one For
tescue than dozen Garmoyles, and from
| the very handsome endorsement which his
Lordship has given the lady there is no
good reason why she should not be a social
as we'll as an artistic success.
The enterprise and genius of the New
York reporter and his thorough reliability
were admirably illustrated last week 10y
one of the minor city journals. On Mon
dag night the slugger Sullivan met the
slugger Ryan, and $11 600 hard cash was
the financial result. It was not much of a
mill, and it is with grief that state neith-
or got his neck broke; no, not even black
eye or battered nose, but they got away
with the money all the same. Two days
after, the enterprising reporter got up al
account of private meet when they came
together to divide the funds" Ryan rushed
at Sullivan and hit him on the nose. Sui
Ivan co1ntered on Ryan-they clinchec
and wrestled all around the room, smash
ing the furniture and completely wreckinl
the place. Paddy Shehan and number o
friends rushed in and parted them after {
desperate struggle, when each, badly uset
up, was carried to his hotel" That is no
bad for circumstautial account, but tn.
fact is that Mr.. Ryan and Mr. Sullivan
never saw each other on that day-the!
did not meet to divide the funds; it wa
| done by personal friends, and the repor
, Of the battle is literary monument to tn
, cheek and invention of the enterprisinl
J New York reporter.
The polar wave struck US heavy this week
and the thermometer was like business
almost at zero.
: Yours truly, BROADBRIM.
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