The Sun. — 1845-11-24 (London, England)

FULL-BLOODED DEMOCRAT. A meeting of the democratic republican electors of New York was held upon the Oregon question a night or two before the Hibernia sailed; and as a specimen of the mode in vi hich they conduct business on the other side of the Atlantic, and of the order and harmony which seem to prevail among them, we take a few extracts from the report:— " The Chairman, amid great confusion and uproar, proceeded to state the object of the meeting. Ilere, a low, ruffianly•looking individual, pushed himself forward on the platform, and took his seat beside the Chairman. " Captain Rynders immediately seized the offender, and, in the true democratic spirit, coolly knocked him down.—(Great confusion, hisses, and yells.) The usedup individual shouted that he was a full-blooded democrat. "Captain Rynders—Well, then, behave like one— that's all we want.—(Hurrah, shouts, and thafenirg cheers. 'Go it, Rynders—show your authority—hit him again, old boy'—were among the exclamations which this patriotic sentiment celled forth.) " Voice in the crowd—l move that Captain Rynders make a speech. " Captain Rynders—Shut up; I shan't. "Here a very fat, greasy-looking fellow, with wellplastered soap locks, called for three cheers fur Mike Walsh. "Edward Straing attempted to make a speech, but in consequence of the uproar, and cries of 'Put him out'— ` Stop his mug'—'llurrah'—' Boots,' &c., was obliged to desist. " A fight now took place on the platform—several men got on the reporters' table, and their object beetned to be to ascertain who could yell the loudest. " Three groans for Tilden were then called fcr and given. The vast hall was in a state of commotion—rows, tights, and yells, the order of the night. Hats were knocked off and crushed—noses smashed—eyes [Jack( ned, and shins bruised. " A man in a blue coat on the stand now cried Tilden's nomination's carried.' , " Fat man in the crowd—You be d—d; you're a Custom-house officer; go to h-11. "Another Voice—Three cheers for Tilden. "Fat man, who had now lost his hat—Three groans. Where's my hat?—(Laughter, hisses, and shouts.) " Barn-burner-1 move we pull the Chairman down. "Captain Rynders again attemptt-d to make a speech, but failing to obtain a .hearing, said, didn't care a d—n for anybody.' " The Chairman read a series of resolutions. " After one of the greatest scenes of confusion weever witnessed, during which several rows occurred, somebody said the resolutions were adopted. " The cries for Walsh were now renewed from all quarters.  " Mike Walsh now obtained a hearing, and was greeted by tremendous applause, shouting, waving of hats, caps, and handkerchiefs. At great length be spoke of the affected sympathy for the hard-working man displayed by rich loafers,' who were ever ready about election times to step up and affectionately shake by the hands any poor man who had a vote, though the wind might be playing hide and go seek through the tattered seat of his breeches; but, asked Mike, when did one of these nabobs, rolling in luxury, the fruit of the sighs, groans, sufferings, and even premature deaths of the poor men, think of inviting his ragged friend' to dinner?  "Three cheers were then given for Mike Walsh, and amid shouts, yells, confusion, and several small rows the meeting broke up." ,  HORRIBLE MURDER of a