New-York tribune., 1909-08-31
big FELLOWS BIG DAY
BUSY TINE At OUTING.
Nezc YOrk and College Point Rang
zcifh the Slogans Of the Elect.

Everybody was there yesterday. absolutely every
body Not the four hundred persons who. accord
hg 10 census. comprise everybody In New
York. nor yet the four million numbered In a more
hospitable one. but the four thousand men without
whom Tammany Hall were as waste as uneven
and the choral harmony OF the City Fathers were
as sweet bells tangled out OF tune and harsh They
filed two big steamers and sailed away to College
Point for the high festival Of the year. TIE
great day which good man and true would miss
big Tim" Sullivan's yearly cutting.
u was worth going far 10 see them set on, and II
was worth coming across the big pond. as Kid
Mccoy had done. them get home again A
whole afternoon in face OF green land and clear
water was enough 10 mske any man want 10 eele-
brate return 20 the district and its civilization
That blazing progress through the town at night
made the property owners the route give thanks
that Bryan had not been elected.
PolotIcs was barred for the day. OF course
Boomers there were who had the names OF sure
winning candidates written their hearts as
thick the names IN the city Record list. can
didates for every job from Mayor 10 janitor. But
not a word Gid they venture above whisper all
day long. such as were forced out by the
necessities Of meat. drink or play. Play was the
most favored, for it a well ordered crowd. and
there not fight from start TO finish.
They playing everywhere II would he
shame 10 tell how much the Big Fellow picked
up IN little sitting with Doc Creamer. Little
Tim tom" Foley and Tony CeddinO That
the boat going out What happened coming
back concerns only the big Fellow" himself.
on the greensWard Of College Point they staked
OUT a huge banner OF net and canvas which not
many moons ago hung over the Bowery and gave
advice favoring the election Of a Mr.. BRYAN, who
was then candidate for important Office. Fifty
four young craWled under it in groups Of six,
screwed themselves through headless barrels,
hurded tables and beer kegs. and 10 the young
man who eNcelled the others in these adventures
Judge" Dineen gave a tall loving cup. Another
young man received like trophy for being the
FIRST sprint two hundred yards and bolt half
huckleberry pie. The sack race the wheelbarrow
race the three-legged race the egg and spoon race
and the wheelbarrow sprint each had a prize as
distinguished and easy to win. Also there was
a baseball game for another silver trophy.
Then there other games Of simpler plan.
The essentials were all alike; keg prone upon
stool another stool spread with newspaper
bin Of pasteboard. and deck Of cards a pair OF
dice. Then there round cloth. with bright
arrows piVoied spin st. and pretty nearly
everything portable in the way OF a lively game.
The dinner instead OF being the climax OF the
day was hardly more than an incident. II was a
very good dinner. and no more nerve racking than
ordinary restaurant after theatre when the
Hungarian band is going. 1t took from O'Clock
till after TO feed such as broke away from the
days work.
They took the steamers home soon after sundown
and al O'Clock they struck the 90 street pier from
which they had started in the morning The Grand
Republic. with the big Fellow aboard. made the
pier first and then the Pegasus with the straggers
There were more Of them than had gone with the
steamers every ferry and every 10 College
Point h2d brought masters and new men.
Charley" Murphy himself did not arrive until the
day was well gone. Four mounted policemen laid
their horses TO tail across the gateway OF the
pier to hold back the crowds that swarmed down
on them TO give greeting.
Two big men with big mustaches stood on heaped
up packing cases as they filed OF the steamboats,
and pushed down into the crowd bundles OF fire
works, Roman candles red fire and explosives a
dozen ready police swept the way clear. and away
they went All day long they had been silent from
too much business the boats. perhaps. and too
much dinner al the grounds But now, the
torches caught ana the red and yellow halls went
popping up. they remembered all at what goes
with red fire. and a OF cheering went up from
the street and kindled back along the pier and
among the crowds who still pouring of the
boats
They fen in. big Tim" Little Tim" tom"
Foley and others in the lead, the rest Of
the big stepping In with the others quite like
good fellows, wherever they found themselves The
procession wiIled through all the district saluting
the holds OF three great chieftans. They cheered
the Hesper club in eth street for bearing the name
Of he big Fellows" horse and the Larry" Multi
gan Association. In the Bowery. for bearing the
name OF the big Fellows" stepbroiher: they
turned up street and checred Il for being loyal
the big Fellow" And when they passed the
big Fellows own club they stopped traffic for ten
minutes and Jet OF steam.
And the racket they made they went down the
BOwery rolled up 10 Heaven like the coming Of
Invading host fertile Massachusetts plains.
Nobody but the Big Fellow himself knows how
many hundred thousand OF those hrecrackers there
We're but their remains lay in the BOwery like red
snow. and Nhirled in clouds behind the Big Eel
lows " machine when the last hand shaken
around O'Clock, and his machine went scudding
for home.