Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-04-25

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such scene unless you have encoun..
tered IL. have witnessed charge OF
cavalry that rode down gunners and
tramped infantry into the earth, but
there was wild redeemipg swirl to II.
and then there were no women and
children there, as there always will be
in q mob.
The one duty Of the police 10 such
a crisis is to break and scatter the solid
mass. 1t must 90 through it, and when
tho onslaught is made with those dread
full clubs it is too late. in the paroxvsm
of purpose, to pick the innocent from
the guilty.
IL ever you have heard the sound Of
those clubs as they fall crushingly upon
heads and faces you will never forget it.
As if by magic the scene changes. A
few stalwart men stand up defiantly
moment in opposition. Then they
fall under the blows. But panic seizes
the great mixed throng Of men and wo-
men. The air is suddenly filled with
screams. The character Of the tumult
is sharpened into dismay. A mad chaos
Of desperation ensues; women are en-
tangled by their skirts and thrown
down and trodden upon; you can hear
the pitiful cries Of the children above
the din; it is the meeting Of organized
| force with disorganized violence.
1t does not last long. In fifteen
minutes the street is cleared. But it
is bloody. And then that dismantled
car is dragged back to the depot and
score of miserable wretches are behind
the police bars. This is the first tussls.
But there on Fifty-ninth street are the
reserves drawn up freshly. They seem
TO say, " Here we are quite ready to 60
on" And in it and over it all there is
q sad reminder that the men who had
rights and public sy mpathy have thrown
away the most precious part of their
contest in undertaking to shift their
fight from the corporation to the COM
munity.
EDITOR OF THE OLD SCHOOL.
At 4 o'clock the other afternoon five
Of the great newspaper editors Of this
city left their sanctums simultaneously.
The two Pulitzers, arrayed in the mob
best of spring attire, entered their car
riages and were driven to their resi-
depces. Dorsheimer, sedate and ma
iesiic, took a hack and was whirled TO
The dinner-table Of millionaire friend.
He wore a gigantic Prince Albert and
immaculate cuffs and collars. He looked
like a heavy poem on spring,lme. AT
the same hour George Jones walked from
the Times Office to the Park-Place station
ofthe Elevated road, and Charles A. Dana
climbed the stairs CT the City-Hall sta
ton of the Third Avenue Line. All
had done their days work and had left
editorial cares behind them. Jones
wore a span-new check suit, gold
trimmed spectacles, and billycock hat.
Dana has not yet donned his spring
garments. OF all the editors in New
York he alone represents the circle
made memorable by William Cullen
Bryant, James Watson Webb, Henry
j. Raymond, James Brooks, Horace
Greeley, Manton Marble, and old James
Gordon Bennett. Although sixty-six
years old, he looks as though
he was in the prime of life. His
step is as quick and as firm as
ever, and he retains bis erect,
military bearing. His eyes are bright
and piercing, and be uses spectacles
only when reading or writing. He
systematizes life and thoroughly enjoys
it. Fifteen years ago he usually wore
military cloak at night, and was
rarely seen without silk skull-cap.
Cloak and cap long ago disappeared.
He is inclined to badness now, and his
full beard is as white as snow. He
dresses plainly but in fashionable attire.
He patronizes American tailors, al.
though some of his suits are the work
Of Poole, Of London. He likes good
wine, but does not use tobacco in
any form. Mr.. Dana seldom appears
in public at dinners or elsewhere, but
when he does appear he attracts much
attention and is heard with great inter-
est. His figure is by no means as ia
railiar to New Workers as were the per-
sons of Horace Greeley and James Cor
don Bennett. lie loves his home and
enjoys its attractions. At times he de.
veiops a Bohemian taste. An orchid
sale would interest him and so would
good glove-fght. / have known him
to leave his desk to see foot
ball match between rival college teams.
lie enjoys a days fishing, and he loves
a game of billiards. Indeed, he is not
averse to taking hand in a friendly
game of poker where the stakes are
light. One of the most amusing games
l ever saw was years ago in the house
Of friend, in which Charles A. Dana,
p. T. Barnum, Hugh Hastings, Oliver
Dyer. and Isaac W. England were. the
players. The stakes were very light,
but light as they we're, Hugh Hastings
got away with them.
DANA's HOURS.
Mr.. Dana usually enters the Sun Of
fee at II A. NJ. He first ascertains
the circulation ofhis newspaper on that
morning. lie next opens his personal
letters and glances at the proof-sheets
of articles left over. He makes many
alterations and lamentations. "A few
screeds are killed outright. After
thoroughly sitting his proofs he scans
the leading newspapers outside Of New
York, using the scissors freely. Most
Of the newspaper extracts in his journal
are culled by his hand. At times he
seems to draw inspiration from the Pc
rusal of his exchanges. Then be sum-
mons his stenographer and dictates
many pithy editorial paragraphs. For
years Mr.. Dana has absolutely refused
to exchange with other newspapers.
He subscribes to and pays for those he
wants, and expects those who want
the Sun to do the same.
Mr.. Dana enjoys his work. He is
ever in good humor, and ever accessi-
BILE. While debating, however, he will
not allow himself TO be disturbed by