Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-23
FATHER McNULTY.
How He Has Made Himself Terror
 to Eyil-Doers.

"No decent woman ever goes into saloon, especially after half-past 9 or 10 o'clock at night, mark that, yoslng man. And am going to see that those who do, have their names published, and if they are any of my people, l will call their names in churchw And the venerable dean of St Johns church in Paterson, the Rev Father William McNulty-terror of all evil doers and strenuous advocate of temperance looked as if he meant every word of it.
 The famous dean, although more than seventy years of age, is straight as an arrow. A pair of keen blue eyes, under thick, dark eyebrows, flash fire at times when they see some thing their owner does not like; or overflow with kindness when the old man picks up Q little child who has stumbled on. the pavement. They are the kind of eyes that admit of no par leying on the part of the negligent son or the drunken husband or father. They are eyes from which corner loaf CTS duck instinctiyely, and they are eyes which keep steady stream of the sick, the poor, the suffering and unhappy ringing the front door bell of the poorly furnished rectory in Grand street.
 A HlRQIy lIldu IS lJestu llC4Nuity, SsdA a bold. Alone, with thick raw hide whip under his famous gray cloak, has he gone into a crowded saloon late Saturday night and plucked forth some erring husband who is spending his wages over the bar, while his wife and little ones are cold and hungry at home And that man has got a cow hiding, the like of which was never seen before on land or sea, and he has gone home and the next week sees him at confession and mass, with his wages in his wife's pocKeIDooK, where they belong And as long as that man behaves himself he is a personal friend of the dean, to whom he looks up as a sort of god. The dean knows his peo- ple and they know him. They know he is not afraid of anything that breathes and that, old man as he, is, he is as good as two of the best of them in a fight and when his grim old face comes through saloon doorway it ig a case of quick action on the part of some luckless eyildoer.
 The dean is a red-hot advocate of temperance, as every man, woman and child in Paterson knows, and for the last month or SO he has been devoting his spare moments to cleaning out the women and girls from the saloon back rooms. Paterson is no namDy-pamDy town, by a whole lot, and nobody knows it better than Father McNulty, but the awful case of Jennie Bosschie- ter made a deep impression on him and it isn't going to happen again, if he can help it.
 The dean has manner of cleaning out a saloon which is all his own He sallies forth about 9:30 o'clock some evening. after having selected a place which his prescience tells him con- tains some women and girls drinking. He then walks in the front door and looks around. The result is miracu- lous. The women do not stand on the order of their going, they just go. If there is no door they use window. Anything to get away from those all- seeing eyes and that roar of denuncla- tion.
 Mary Kelly go to your home and children. Shame on you, Katie Flynn, sitting here drinking up your hus-s bands wages! Oh, see you. hiding vour face. Jennie Casey, but you can't fool me. know you. Take shame 10 yourselves! all of you, and get off the streets. or I'll have you locked up. And come and see me in the morning, Jennie. I'll have no such doings m my church.
 By this time the sole occupants or the saloon are usually the bartender and the dean. The latter, after making a few remarks tending to show his opinion of the former for serving the, women with drinks, then goes on to the next place. The plan is original but in a majority of cases highly effective. As the old priest knows nearly every one in Paterson certainly every mem- Der of his parish-his identihcations admit of no dispute, and well do the guilty ones realize it.. Mighty few of the women of his church will be found in saloons for awhile.
 The dean was just coming out of the parochial school in Oliver street yesterday afternoon when he was ask ed how his female temperance crusade was getting along.
 ''Look at them," he said, lovingly, eyeing motley crowd of children gathered around the entrance, "every one of them is being vaccinated by the doctors. don't know how many of them there are, but guess nearly a thousand. I thought 1t was better.'' Just then small boy of about five years took off his little cap to the dean and the effort toppled him over.
 'sThere, there, sure you're not hurt, are yer" asked the old man, running forward and picking up the child. The little one started to cry, but after a glance at the old man smiled instead.
 "Oh, you were asking about the work am doing, trying to keep the women out of the saloons? We'll, in- tend to keep it up. go out every other night or so and usually catch some of them. I went into a place the other night, but could not recognize the two women I caught in the nasty place drinking with young man. They got out so fast guess they must have recognized me-" This with a grim chuckle.
 ''I am looking for a few of the we'll known characters among the women, and if I find any of them in back rooms will go before the grand jury with my evidence and get Prosecu- tor Finley to go after the saloon-keep- CTS for keeping disorderly houses. The young girls just beginning and the young married women I send home, after reading them a little lecture
 "One bartender the other night in a Dlace | droDDad into told ma that a