St. Paul daily globe., 1896-04-08
He SCORED MORGAN
AID. MURPHY PAYS HIS RESPECTS
TO THE BETHEL BOAT
PREACHER.
oENOUNCES HIM BITTERLY.
COMMITTEE APPOINTED TO INVES-
TIGATE THE WAY THE BOAT
IS Conducted.
BIG SENSATION IN THE COUNCIL.
An Ordinance Passed Providing
FOr Down Town Loop.

Aid. Murphy created a sensation at last
nights meeting of the board of aldermen.
In a speech lasting fully ten minutes the
alderman preferred a most serious charge
against Rev. David Morgan. He accused him
of permitting disreputable characters of both
sexes to resort to the Bethel boat for immoral
purposes. While Aid. Murphy was telling his
story AID. Montgomery arose to question of
privilege and sought to have Aid. Murphy de-
clared out of order, but President Ehrmann-
traut ruled otherwise, and the alderman from
the Ninth was allowed to proceed.
The dramatic incident grew out of discus
sion over the approval of bonds accompanying
three saloon licenses issued to Anton Miesen
last January. Since that time these licenses
have been transferred to other places, and
consequently new bonds were submitted for
approval.
1t was Aid Montgomery who aroused Aid
MurDhy's slumbering wrath. It so happened
that one of these three transferred licenses
covers the saloon located at 345 Wabasha
street, which is now presided over by Aid.
Murphy. This license was issued to Mr..
Miesen before it was decided to issue licenses
only to the party or parties running the sa-
loon.
After Aid. Brady had moved to approve the
bonds in a bunch, Aid. Montgomery lit the
fuse. Singing out one of these licenses-that
of 345 Wabasha street.-the said:
Il would like to know whether this license
vas issued to Anton NIiesen, as proprietor of
this saloon. or whether it was issued to him
as cloak to conceal Mr.. Murphy, as the
actual proprietor?"
Aid. Murphy said nothing, but Aid Wolf
popped up with the retort:
i don't see why 345 Wabasha street is
brought into this matter. 1t has been and is
now an orderly place. How is it that Aid
Montgomery seems to be so well posted on
this placer"
Aid. Montgomery-Bec my attention has
been called to this matter by citizens.
Mrs. Root eh?" interiected Aid Wolf
Here Aid Brady took hand.
There is no occasion for any such wrang-
ling as this or for picking out this saloon
This license was granted three months ago,
when the practice of issuing several licenses
to one man was in vogue. Another system
has since been adopted. that of every man
taking out his own license, and I am in favor
OF it. But l want to say a word about these
people who are prosecuting the saloonmen If
this thing continues I will show that some of
these people who are following up the saloon
keepers, are disreputable. All saloon men are
pose to show up some of these prosecutors
who are trying to make carital for t ersely es,
and l can produce af1davits that will expose
their true characters"
When Aid. Brady took his seat every eve
was upon Aid Murphy. That gentleman could
contain himself no longer. His countenance
was Daler than usual as he arose, and began.
in suppressed tones, to unfold a tale that
would have Mortified some of the Rev Nor
gan's condding friends. The narrative would
not adorn the columns of the Globe.
Il am going to tell the whole story" said
Aid Murphy, 'and 1 can youch for the truth
of every word of it. 1 have kept it back
long enough, and now propose to show up
this minister of the gospel
Aid. Murphy then proceeded to relate an
'episode" that would hold a conspicuous
place in the volumes of Grown Reserved
Cases" if it included in that collection.
The dramatis personae We're worthy farm
er, the worthy farmers wife and his hired
man. The hired man left the farm for St.
Paul, the worthy farmers wife came to the
city few days later on a shopping tour. The
worthy farmer arrived later on an INSPECTION
tour The denoument of this domestic drama
occurred so Aid Murphy explained with a
wealth of corroborative detail, on board the
Bethel. where the farmer found his wife and
his hired man.
There's where he found them, gentlemen"
exclaimed Aid. Murphy, there on board the
purity boat, where Morgan's night clerk had
accommodated them"
Turning his attention to Rev. Mr.. Morgan,
Aid Murphy summed up the reverend gentle
man in the following Anglo-Saxon:
This Morgan, what is he? Why, he looks
more like tramp than a minister of the
gospel. He never pays for what he eats. A
friend Of mine said the other day that if he
saw him in his yard he'd shoot him for a
chicken thief"
By this time Aid. Murphy was somewhat
excited. Raising his voice, which shook with
Indignation, he cried:
WHO are these people, that they should
Tersecute me? What does the assembly COM
mittee on license mean by granting licenses
to other men who have been convicted, and
refusing to give me any, no, not even a
chance to sell my property? Am I to be
Kicked and beaten into the ground by dirty
tamps like Morgan; yes, and Reardon, too?"
L put from $1,000 to $4,000 into my place on
St Peter street, and my property is confscat-
ed. Now, I get down town and start in doing
q legitimate business, and these tramps are
after me again, trying to prevent me from
earning an honest living.
And my friend from the Tenth ward'-fx-
ing his eyes on Aid. Montgomery-''Why does
he do that? He wants to know whether
Miesen or myself will run the place. All I
have to say to him is that if Mr.. Miesen was
here, he might answer the question: And
with this parting defiance to his friend from
the Tenth" Aid. Murphy sat down.
Every alderman took long breath, and
then the clerk called the roll on Aid. Mark
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