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New York Morning Herald, September 4, 1839, p.3
Boston,
Sept. 2, Monday P. M
Dear Sir: The gale of Friday night last was very severe in this city and vicinity,
prostrating in its fury, the frames of unfinished buildings and driving many ships
on shore, which had the misfortune to encounter it near our coast. We have no account,
as yet, of the loss of any lives, though many were in imminent danger.
The capture of the "low, black schooner" has created a great excitement
in our little quiet city.--Following the good example of your original self, 4000
copies of an extra, containing a full account of the examination, &c. were sold
yesterday before 12 o'clock. Speaking of extras, it would do your heart good, causing
it to leap into your mouth with joy, could you stand in our City Hall, in the entry
of the boxes of the Post Office the day after the arrival at New York of a steamship
from Liverpool, and see how fast the extras of the New York Morning Herald are disposed
of at 6 pence apiece by the money making carriers, one of whom is quite a wit. While
selling the extras containing the news by the British Queen, two rivals stood beside
him, disposing or endeavoring so to do, of the New York Sun, and Boston Times extra.
It was "no go" with them. After having sold more than 100 of the Herald,
while his rivals arms were as full as when they took their stand, he very coollly
remarked, to the amusement of the bystanders--"Oh! it's no use--you may as well
go home and give your papers to the girls--the New York Herald is so well known here,
that I can sell more extras at 6 cents than you can find people to take of yours
for nothing"--and sure enough, he sold all his papers in a very few minutes.
Come now, does not this speak well of the discernment of Bostonians? In this connection
I would suggest the expediency of your sending a regular number of the Herald daily
to an agent in this city, to be disposed of. A subscription list could be readily
filled for it, I'll be bound. Think of this.
This will prove quite a gala month, both for the friends and enemies of the license
law of 1828, since the County Attorney has expressed his determination to clear the
docket of 52 cases now on it for violations of this law, by trying them all. Some
very funny jokes are practised upon the temperance votaries by the lovers of good
liquor. The very last is on the carpet--so you shall have it. On Sunday the 25th
ult.five young men, otherwise called spies and informers, rode about 7 miles out,
to the West Roxbury House so called, where they called for gin, brandy and wine,
which was given them. The next day they entered five complaints against the landlord
for a violation of the Sabbath law by keeping open house, and of the license law
by selling spiritous liquors in glasses, instead of 15 gallon casks--on each of which
he was fined $10 and costs. The landlord, by advice of counsel, has turned the tables,
and on Saturday last entered complaints aginst the five tee-totallers for
a violation of the Sabbath law by unnecessary riding on the Lord's day. They are
now in durance vile, awaiting their trial, in the secret enjoyment of their favorite
cool water, with a good opporutnity to reflect upon its cooling properties. Thebiter
is sometimesbitten..
Our city looks quite deserted today, on account of a great number of our citizens
having left for the Cape Cod Centennial Celebration at Barnstable, which is to come
off tomorrow. The order will be a local oration, to be followed by a local
collation; the whole affair to wind up with the waltz and cotillion after our
famed Brass Band, with the addition of an independent company from this city to flirt
with the belles of the Cape. They expect a jolly time, and many native Cape Codites
have travelled from Georgia to be present at the festivities. This may have been
marred by the late hurricane, which possibly destroyed the pavilion, under which
the eatables were placed, as it entirely prostrated a canvass Theatre in this city,
where theatrical novices, stage-mad, were wont to murder Richard, Othello, Rolla,
and the like.
Our hotels are well filled with strangers at present, and among other distinguished
men, the Postmaster General and Secretry of the Navy are tarrying at the Tremont
House. More anon from
Boston.
