New-York tribune., 1898-01-01
RETURN OF THE COURT.
TAMMANY'S REMITTANCE TO POWER
TO-DAY.
INTERESTING SCENES AT THE MURRAY HILL
HOTEL LAST EvENING-HoPEs AND
FEARS OF THE CoURTIERS.

FEARS OF THE COURTlEhS'
II the Grand Monarch could say, Il am the
State" Richard Croker. director and despot OF
the destnes Of the second largest municipality
of the civilized world, can with equal pride say,
Il am the City" 1t Is true that he holds no
Office 1t is no less true that he is far and away
more powerful than any officer of the city gov
ernment. since all those officials are Of his own
creation. No lesser boss could have commanded
the attendance of such a throng OF adherents as
has followed the goings and comings Of Richard
Croker during the last two months. The prog
resses to Lakewood have been like royal prog
resses to and from the Tuileries, ard the audi
ences at the Murray Hill Hotel have resembled
the audiences at the Palace itself All this
with difference however, as BELTS the differ
ence betwee q monarchy and a republic.
Any one who desired to observe for himself the
Court Of Croker could have had his wish graft
fed by paying a visit to the Murray Hill Hotel
last night. The brilliantly lighted main hall of
the big hotel swarmed with adherents OF the
Boss most Of them with cigars In their
mouth the outward and visible sign OF their
allegiance for Mr. Croker himself set the ex
ample Sheriff-elect Dunn was there, and Dis
trict-Attorney-eect Gardiner In the shifting
throng, too, were John F. Carroll, Larry Del
mour Congressman George b. Mcclellan, John
w. Keller. Willis Holly, James ]. Brady. Alder
man Lantry william Dalton William P. Mitch
ell and James w Boyle. The latter was discon-
soate for Mr.. Croker had just dashed his hopes
Of getting Dock Commissionership. But Boyle
was one Of the few district leaders who had sided
with John c. Sheehan, and he has only paid the
penalty of his mistake.
Although he talked Of his troubles he did not
complain with bitterness, for to do that would
have been to offend beyond hope OF rehabillta-
ton.
Into the midst Of his courtlers now and tnen
stroled Mr. Croker, arrayed In a Tuxedo coat
with everyday waistcoat and necktle oeneath'
silk hat on head and both hands in his pockets.
He didn't sit down at all, but leaned no"
against the counter and again sauntered over TO
the newsstand, talking TO whatever man or
group might be lucky enough to secure word
with him. The politicians talked among them
selves, but every eye followed every movement
OF the leader.
At 1920 o'clock Thomas F. Grady entered the
| hotel smoking big cigar and wearing big
smile as beftted one whose mind the master
had already made serene with the pledge Of a
| good thing" About that time John F. CarrolI
left the building
The deuarture OF Carroll never would have
been known or chroniced but for funny en-
! counter few minutes later. The Mayor-eect
| had not visited the hotel. and two reporters
about this time concluded to walk up to his
house, no 135 Esst-Forty- -sixth-st., to see II by
any chance he might be induced to say some
thing about the appointments. AS they got near
! the house they saw short figure ascending me
steps. They redoubled their speed, and reached
the front door just it was opened to admit the
unknown. who proved to be Mr.. Carroll. large
man was on guard at the door. and to him Mr..
| Carroll said in an interrogative tone: -.
| "Judge van Wyck?' He was promptly admit
! ted. and started upstairs to the Mayor-eiect $
apartments But when the reporters asked TO
see Judge Van Wyck they were told that he was
| NOT nj home and that it was not known where
he could be found. Mr.. Carroll turned when half
| way up the stairs, and looked down in a crest
| fallen way at the "held-up' reporters but he
| was on the inside, in more senses than one, and
| they had to come away without seeing the
| Mayor-elect.