New-York tribune., 1908-08-03
THERE WITH BOTH FEET
BOTH FISTS LIKEWISE.
Little Jersey Giant Tuned Up the
Bloomfield Drum Corps.

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| ing resorts about opposite Hastings. way up the
| Hudson. All was harmony when the party
started out but when it returned it took the
vigorously welded batons of the harbor police
| TO bring the party back into tune, and TO dlspel
the discords which had crept into the tune. 1t
was sad affair, the wind-up of that musical
picnic, but Lieutenant John F. Dwyer brought
order into that discordant band like another
! Campanini.
| 1t joyous occasion. Even the three prls-
oners who were dragged off the barge Empire
to Pier A admitted that For weeks the girls have
| been planning to wear a dress that simply would
put out the eyes of the other girls, and have sat
| up nights planning wondrous creations in the
| bonnet line But when they got down to Pier A
where some of the party got off before the end OF
the trip in Newark. the creations looked like the
| answer to the question of the poet, Where are
the bonnets of yesteryear?" What happened
| from both street down to 23d street on the way
home 'sumpin orful.' according to one OF
the fair witnesses-and participants.
| Every emergency creates its commander, and
al, the laurel wreaths that being distrib-
uted to-day fairly earned by Charlie
Shotter, the special deputy sheriff of Essex
County who carried his shield into the fray
and returned with 1t intact. Three men fell
captive to his bow and spear-or. rather. his
| fist and foot-and were turned over to the har-
| Dor police at c3d street; and Charlie did not
even have dent in his robins egg blue he'll
met after it was all over.
| It was great day at Hudson Grove The
| fife and drum corps blew itself red in the face
and grew caIluses its hands out of sheer
eXuberance Then the beer flowed, and then
everybody started for Newark and home on the
barge Empire, towed by the tug Virginia Jack
son. More beer flowed, until both street was
reached, and then the spirits of the passengers
flowed over Some one laid beer bottle
alongside the ear of some one else-and there
was retaliation in kind. 1t too good a fight
for man with red blood and dark beer in his
veins and stomach to KEEP out Of, and no one
did In a. many seconds twenty-seven picnck-
ers were in a heap the deck, with all their
lady friends trying pull them apart. They
did not succeed in doing it. but some of them
got caressed quite violently in the first few
seconds.
The upper deck took a hand Immediately. 1t
was too good an opportunity to lose. and in
second the smaller members of the party were
being lifted over the rail and dropped ker
plunk into the middle of the fray This added
the fun for all on board, and everybody was
happy but the captain and the crew. The cap
tain was safe in the pilot house. so he pulled
the whistle cord and made it fast, while the
crew did it's best to look happy, individually.
under the weight Of the two or three passen-
gers on the chest Of each member
The whistle was drowned out by the shrieks
of the women. but these reached shore all right.
and came to the of Patrollnan Ryan, of the
152d street station. He telephoned at once to
Acting Captain Mcknight down at Pier a. and
McNaught sent Lieutenant DWyer in the police
boat Patrol and launches c and D, in charge Of
Sergeants Morris and Mulhau up the river. 1t
was the first real test that the harbor squad has
had for some time, and it made good, for fifty
minutes after the telephone call came in the
men had got back to the pier with three prison
ers and the barge had got away for Jersey
again under police escort
But while the police were on their way up the
river to 23d street where they picked up the
party the merry doings the Empire kept on
amain. Shotter is little hit OF fellow. who
wears bee-ootiful blue helmet. blouse of even
bluer hue. and trousers of still another shade.
On the helmet is wreath big enough to encircle
the brow of Olympic victor, and on his blouse
he wears shield the size OF a New England pie
plate He looks like Joe Weber giving an imita-
tion of q jay policeman and he has all the sand
of a stage cowboy. He waded right into the
bunch that trying 10 emulate the Kilkenny
cats of glorious memory. For few minutes he
looked like Bryan man at a Hearst conven-
ton but presently he came through on the other
side with wide swath of bunged eyes and ach-
ing jaws behind him.
Then he went through the gang from the
other side He there to preserve order.
and he intended doing it if he had to fight, by
heck. The biggest man of the lot William
S. Truchi, weaver, who halls from Bloom
field Charlie" got hold of him and hung on.
The crowd tried to make him let go. but he
just wouldn't. Frank DAILY. of Orange, and
Jack" Brennan, who lives a few doors fur
ther down Burnside avenue. in Orange, then
made I'D their minds that Charlie" must be
made to change his mind. They still
trying to persuade him when Sergeant Morris
and his men from Launch G clambered aboard.
They gave up right then, for the nightstick. as
Inspector Schmttberger once remarked, is
mightier than the constitution the resolve of
a Jerseyman. The men from the other launch
and the Patrol were on board few seconds
later and pulled Shotter out from under a few
score OF the passengers. AS they gave long pull
and a. strong pull altogether his legs they
also brought out Truchi, whom he still had by
one ear and the collar.
by heck!" said Shotter. Il stopped twenty
one fight. the way down. but this here one
nigh to gittin' away frum me- Gee. once
they tried to throw overheard but tn hull
five of them wasn't big enough"
Shotter was still belgerent. but he did not
object in the least to having his prisoners put
on board the police launch. When he made his
complaint against them to Acting Captain Nc
Naught, he was cheered through the windows
south Of Rector street. and there are a few
thousand OF them. Then he went on board the
Empire with the other thousand passengers
and started for the Electric Light Pier at
River street, Newark, once more.
Gbottar's tbrea nrisonars were later arraiened