Evening star., 1903-10-03
How the Tammany Leader
Puts in His Time.
AVERAGE DAYS DOING
DEVOTED TO A GREAT VARIETY
OF SUBJECTS.
But Underlying All is the Inspiring
Motive Of His Activity-Politi-
cal leadership.
pccial Correspondence OF The Evening Star.

Special Correspondence OF The Evening Star.
NEW YORK. October 2. 1903.
| The Tammany leader of the 'ty-first as
sembly district reached his big plumbing es-
! tablishment about o'clock the other morn
! ing. He looked sallow and tired His short
| sleep had been broken. Turning in after
O'Clock in the morning upon his return
| from the cloakmakers' ball. he had been
| yanked out of his first slumber at half-past
| to bail out couple of roysterers. both
| of them useful men at the primaries, who
| had been ''pinched' after midnight for try
| ing to throw an interfering cop into the
| subway. When he got back to his home
after this job he had only been able to
| toss around in his bed. He hadn't stopped
| at home to take breakfast with his wife
| and children. He had pinched the cheeks
| of the young ones his way out, and
! then hustled for his business and morning
| political headquarters-the plumbing estab-
| lishment
but athletic. smoothfaced and good look
| ing. with pair of rather small but very
| ShreWd brown eyes, and. because his name
! isn't Barney, as Barney he shall be known
| in this account of his days work, which
was quite an average days work for him,
as well as for other Tammany leaders.
he made for the spacious and ornately
| furnished office at the rear of the plumbing
| establishment Topped wearily into his
Volving chair and began to tear open enve-
| lopes and merely glance at the first few
words of his letters. He had scarcely sat
down before Il waiter from a restaurant
| across the street entered the Office with a
| tray containing a silver pot of steaming
coffee and some buttered toast The watch
| ful bootblack from the corner stroled in
| after the waiter and polished Barneys
| shoes while the Tammany leader slipped his
| coffee. nibbled at his toast and skated
| through his mail. The foreman of the
| plumbers of the shop appeared. addressing
| his employer as Barney. and the two spent
| ten minutes in discussing plumbing jobs.
| While they were talking barber from a
| shop down the street. carrying his kit in
| satchel. appeared. and the Tammany leader
! leaned back in his revolving chair and was
| shaved. The barber also applied many hot
| Water-soaked towels to the Tammany
leaders brow.
They feel good" grunted the Tammany
| leader. DIE ever go up against the kind
| OF champagne they have at the Cloak
| makers balls?"
| Consults His Chronometer
| Toward the finish of the tonsorial opera
! ton he hustled the barber along. Then he
stood up hastily and looked at his big gold
watch. with his initials in diamonds on the
back of it-a present from his constituents.
| In late for that christening" he said,
with a grin, "and Father Malone was so
| sore on me for being twenty minutes over
| Que at the last christening that he threat
| eneG to bury me in unconsecrated ground
when l croaked." and he took a little silver
| cup. suitably inscribed. out of his desk
and made bee line for the little dun-col-
Ored Catholic Church a few blocks away
| The christening party awaited him The
good-natured- looking priest shook his head
sorrowfully when the Tammany leader ap-
| peared.
THE same old tardy Barney" he said.
with sigh that was meant to be mourn
| full Never the mass did you serve for
| me when lad that you didn't reach the
! sacristy late and have to scramble into cas-
sock and Surplice like a fireman getting
7 on his gear for a fire."
! The father of the squalling infant was
| giant of a truckman. who looked both
| abashed and proud over the ceremony at
| tending the naming of his first-born The
| Tammany man named the baby, produced
| the silver cup, which the infant Immediate
| ly attempted to swallow, and then he
| blarneyed few words of excuses and sail
ed out. Ten minutes later he was attend
| ing a Jewish funeral in a synagogue five
| blocks away. He made no mistakes in his
| manner of carrying himself in the syna-
| gogue-as Gentiles in synagogues often do
| and he talked a pretty fair article of Yid-
| dish with some old Jewish men whom he
| met in front of the synagogue when he
| came out. Many of the Tammany leaders
| whose constituencies are largely Jewish
| have picked up eoloquial Yiddish. and they
| make amazingly advantageous use of the
| crafty accomplishment.
| The Tammany man hoped into a han
| som cab when he emerged from the syra-
| gogue, and was driven to one of the East
Side police courts, the horse going almost
| at a gallop. He had word or two with
| the magistrate and the two fellows whom
he had bailed out before dawn were let off
with s. fine apiece which the Tammany
| man paid.
You fellows skate home and get some
sleep before noon. and then get to your
work" he said. severely to the sheepish-
looking chaps. neither of whom was yet
| this sudsing up and jumping cops You'll
be getting the heads beat off you G'long
! home now, and turn in. and don't you let
me hear of either of you scrapping with
your wives"
Gets a Greek Out of Trouble.
AS he started out of the police court. a.
| huge cop brought squirming Greek push
cart man into the court. The Greek hadn't
been able to "g'wan' with his cart quick
| enough to suit the cop, and had been ar
| rested
! 'Oh, Meestaire ar-nay-Nobleman Bar
nay!' the Greek screeched after the Tam
many leader. who was passing out, and
| Nobleman Bar-nar recognized the push
! cart man and returned to the court room
and paid the Greeks 81 fine for lettering.
The hysterical Greek was overcome with
gratitude and emotion that he tried to kiss
the Tammany leaders hand. but Barney
pulled his hand away, blushingly
| "Gwan, now. Alcibiades Gennadius, and
| peddle your marshmallows and duck the
COPS the Tammany man said good
naturedy to the Greek, and then raced
down the police court steps
| At the bottom of the steps he was way
| laid by a woman with black eye. She
clutched him by the sleeve and poured her
! tale of woe into his ear.
.'Moike's on another big dhrunk' she told
| him, IAN LUX at tn face av me! He's down
| on tn corner at McGinnis' now buyin
| mixed ale FIR all thin buns, an sorra tn
| thing in tn house t ate!''
The Tammany leader hiked down to Nc
! Ginnis' groggery, and corralled Mike, a gi-
gantic IongshOdeman. who looked a bit
| Cheap over being caught redhanded