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STEPHEN H. BRANCH’S “ALLIGATOR” CAN BE obtained at all hours, (day or
night,) at wholesale and retail, at No. 128 Nassau Street, Near Beekman
Street, and opposite Ross & Tousey’s News Depot, New York.
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The Fourth of July—General Washington in Tears—The Decline of American
Integrity and Patriotism.
There was a formidable mutiny in the Army of the Revolution, arising
from the inability of the Government to pay the officers and soldiers,
who assure Washington that, in order to provide food and raiment for
their wives and children, they should return to their homes, and
cultivate their neglected fields, and pursue their various peaceful
avocations, if their salaries were not paid on a stated day. Washington
invites the prominent leaders to meet him, and they accept his cordial
invitation. The Hall is filled at an early hour with the bravest
officers of the American camp, whom the village bell summons to hear an
Address from their great Commander, and as its doleful reverberations
expire on the evening air, Washington enters with unwonted dignity and
gloom, and ascends the rostrum, and seats himself, and unfolds his
Address to his noble and impoverished comrades. He sits, with one hand
on his heart, and the other over his temples and unearthly eyes, and is
apparently absorbed in grief and prayer. The silence of the tomb
pervades the martial audience, and all seem to regard the hour as the
most momentous in human history, as the return of the officers and
soldiers to their homes, at this solemn crisis of the Revolution, might
prove to be the funeral of liberty, and of patriots throughout the
World. Washington approaches the desk, and stands like a statue, when
neither whisper nor respiration can be heard, throughout the mournful
throng. With haggard cheeks, and without repose for three successive
nights, he wipes the copious tears from his blood-shot eyes, and
moistens his parched mouth with water, and strives hard to articulate,
but his big heart is so full, and his lips quiver so rapidly, and his
tears fall so fast, that his speech is paralysed, and his vision
blinded. The officers regret their rashness, and breathe heavy sighs,
and recline their heads in silent grief, and some weep aloud, which
kindles their feelings into a general lamentation, and the patriotic
ladies thrill the entire assemblage with their piercing ejaculations.
Washington strives to summon his wonderful self-possession, (which never
deserted him till now,) and he rallies his resources like the dead of
the resurrection, when he breathes these figurative truths, in the voice
of a celestial being: “My beloved Companions: You know that I have grown
gray in your service, and now you perceive that I am growing blind.” And
while he utters these touching words, his iron nerve again succumbs, and
he moistens his manuscript with the waters of his supernatural heart. He
seats himself, and buries his face, and weeps as in his spotless
childhood. The valiant officers, (who had never faltered amid the
carnage and thunders of battle,) are utterly overwhelmed by Washington’s
tears, and they depart for their respective quarters, and relate what
has transpired, which infuses new fortitude and patriotism and
unconquerable valor in the breasts of the desponding and mutinous
soldiers, who rush to arms with the wild and irresistible impetuosity of
Greene and Putnam, and the liberties of America are soon achieved. What
a withering rebuke is this to the public thieves and traitors of the
present generation. The only hope of our country is in the early
appearance of a race of men like Washington, Jefferson, Franklin,
Madison, Adams, Hamilton, Jackson, Calhoun, Clay, and Webster. With such
corrupt and brainless wretches at the head of the American Press as
Bennett, Greeley, and Raymond, with their gangs of mercenary scribblers
in collusion with official robbers in the Municipal, State, and National
Capitols, may the Good Being who heard the prayers of Washington (amid
the snow, and blood, and hunger, and nakedness of the Revolution) have
mercy on the great body of our people, who are threatened with general
pillage and despotism by the vampires whom editors—in collusion with
bands of thieves and assassins—fraudulently elect to the highest posts
of emolument and honor. The official robbers of a nation’s treasury are
the uncompromising foes of the toiling millions, and of human freedom. O
then let the virtuous and industrious classes rally, and drive back the
pernicious burglars of their firesides. And on the coming National
Sabbath, let the pure and patriotic youth and meritorious age go up to
the Altars of our Fathers and our common God, and swear a ceaseless
crusade against the plunderers of our country, and the dastard monsters
who would distract, and divide, and alienate the affections of our
countrymen, on whose fidelity to Washington and the Union impend the
hopes and happiness and liberty of the human race for eternal years.
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_Let the Supervisors_ watch the operations of Richard B. Connolly, who
has prowled around the Aldermen and Councilmen and Supervisors for
several years, from whom he has had not a farthing less than $1,000,000
since he has been County Clerk. The Supervisors alone voted him $316,000
for the printing of his musty and worthless Records, which no paper
manufacturer would have purchased, nor even carted to their factories as
a donation. And they are of less value to the public in their printed
form, than to the paper makers. It is a study, and a sad one for the tax
payers, to see Dick Connolly and George H. Purser sitting in the Boards
of Aldermen and Councilmen and Supervisors at almost every session, for
many years past, watching and nudging and coaxing the members to vote
for their plundering enactments. These two scamps have never been
naturalised, and have perjured themselves, since they cast their first
ballots. But they don’t perjure themselves any more in that way, as they
don’t dare vote, and have not voted since I exposed their alienage,
three years since. They have packed more Grand and Petit Juries, and
condemned and imprisoned and hung more innocent men, and robbed the City
and Albany Treasuries to a greater extent than any other two public
thieves and precocious monsters who walk the streets of New York. And
both of these precious rascals now announce themselves as candidates for
Comptroller! And they intend to buy their nomination and election with
the very money they have stolen and are stealing daily from the people.
O that there was a Brutus or Cincinnatus to rebuke these villains, and
to stab them down, and to thus shame and scourge the people for
permitting such villains to go unpunished.
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_I will soon show_ some of the mysterious currents of the Metropolis,
and establish the friendly relations of Horace Greeley and Dana with
Dick Connolly and Simeon Draper, in reference to the Alms House Spoils,
and other extensive pickings and stealings. It is amusing to me to often
see _Greeley’s Tribune_ whitewash the rakish and thievish Ten Governors.
I will also show how Connolly and Draper hold their influence with the
_Courier and Enquirer_, _Evening Post_, and _Commercial Advertiser_. And
how Dick and Sim silence the mercenary growls of the _Herald_. Fred
Hudson and Galbraith and Bennett and Fire Marshal Baker could disclose
these little matters, but as they could not do it without implicating
themselves in stupendous villainy, I shall have to show how the black
mail growls of the _Herald_ are quickly silenced. The Institution of
Death is a clincher to these devils. O, if such scoundrels as Connolly
and Draper and Hudson and Bennett could only live always, they would
have a nice time, but when they see a funeral, or have a deadly gripe in
the direction of their wicked livers, they shudder with horror, and pray
harder and louder than a stout noisy Methodist darkey minister, until
the gripe has passed away, and they have a fresh hold on dear life
again, when their nerve returns, and they steal more, and oppress the
tax payers and poor consumers with less remorse than before they had
almost a fatal gripe. But the worms and the devil will soon grab their
thievish flesh and bones, and then, O Moses! what a precious feast they
will have.
O the grave! the grave!
Mourns for the poor slave;
But for public thieves,
The grave never grieves.
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The Lives of PETER COOPER and JAMES GORDON BENNETT are omitted this
week. My Journal is so small, and my advertisements increase so rapidly,
that I shall not be able to continue the lives of these distinguished
men in every issue. But in my next number, the Lives of Cooper and
Bennett will appear. These men have silenced those who have threatened
to publish their wicked antecedents, but they will never silence me,
only through imprisonment, or poison, or assassination, which I have
reason to believe they contemplate. All the wholesale dealers stopped
selling the ALLIGATOR three weeks since, lest Bennett would not let them
have the _Heralds_ for their country agents. I strove to fasten the fact
upon him, that he directed the wholesale dealers to stop selling the
ALLIGATOR, and if I had nailed upon his forehead his Napoleonic edicts
to suppress the liberty and circulation of the American Press, I would
have deliberately gone into his office, and shot him dead. No foreign
unnaturalised scab like Bennett, shall trample with impunity the
precious rights, and the glorious liberty that George Washington and my
Grandfather bequeathed to me. So, Mr. Bennett, and Fred. Hudson, just
have a care, and I implore you in your persecution, to keep your keen
eyes strongly riveted on the last feather that broke the poor camel’s
back.
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_It is very strange_ what has become of the stereotype plates containing
James Gordon Bennett’s curious relations with Fanny Elssler, during her
famous sojourn in America. Can you inform me, Ross & Tousey, where they
are? If you will tell me, I will not tell Bennett that you told me,
which will not give him a pretext to stop your supply of _Heralds_
again, by which you told me you lost several thousand dollars. Besides,
if he does, you can get rich fast enough by selling the _Ledger_ and
ALLIGATOR. So tell us where these mysterious plates can be found.
Perhaps they are on storage in Philadelphia. “Who knows?” as the amiable
Dr. Wallace very often says at the close of his abrupt and hurried
_Herald_ editorials, when he is thirsty or hungry, or wants to go to the
Theatre or Opera.
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_Mr. Erben_, the Trinity Church Organ Grinder, will please inform me if
he owns a house in Baxter street, and if the character of the inmates
are as respectable as himself, and especially the females. James Gordon
Bennett will also please go into Baxter street, and ascertain and inform
me if Mr. Erben’s house is as reputable as Helen Jewett’s old residence,
at No. 41 Thomas street. Speak out, Satans Numbers One and Two.
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I had to omit the continuation of my LIFE this week, which will appear
in the next number of the “ALLIGATOR.”
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Mayor Daniel F. Tiemann’s Forced Seduction of a Lady on Randall’s
Island—Simeon Draper’s Lascivious Propensities—Most Damning Revelations.
Some years since, there was a lovely domestic circle in our city,
consisting of a husband, wife, and three children. The father died, and
the widow was cast upon the world, without means to feed and clothe and
educate her precious offspring. She had been the favorite daughter of
affluent parents, and was educated by the ablest teachers. In
conversation, she was eloquent and impassioned, and her fluent and
melodious words, as they flowed from her red and pouting lips, and her
even and pearly teeth, fascinated all who had the envied fortune to
linger on her luxuriant language, and pretty smiles, and dimples, and
most extraordinary purity of expression. Governor Simeon Draper fastens
his voluptuous eyes upon her, and her fate is sealed. Three years since,
Gov. Draper proposes that she become a matron on Randall’s Island, and
she accepts his proposition, and he procures her a situation. After she
began to discharge her matron duties, Governors Draper and Bell (now
Supervisor), entered her domestic apartment on Randall’s Island, and
asked her what she had in the next room, pointing their fingers to her
bed room. She said they might look for themselves. They replied: “What
are you afraid of?” She said: “I am not afraid, but I do not desire to
go into a bedroom with two gentlemen.” They then seized her, and strove
to drag her into her bed room, when she resisted and finally screamed,
which alarmed them, and they withdrew their hands, and said: “You need
not be afraid to go with us into the bed room, singly, as we know that
you have let a _friend_ go with you into your bed room ever since your
husband died, and enjoy your fascinations to his heart’s content.” She
said: “If my _friend_ has done the thing of which you speak, neither of
you shall.” Governors Draper and Bell then retired, but Draper soon
returned, and proposed to buy two cloaks for two handsome girls who were
about to leave the Institution, and said that she should go to the city
and buy them, and at the same time purchase one for herself, regardless
of price, and send the bill to his office, and he would pay it. She
objected on the ground that if she accepted the proposition, he would
expect licentious favors in return. Draper said that he was so anxious
to stay with her, that he wouldn’t mind giving her $50 in cash. She said
that she feared her _friend_ would hear of it, and withdraw his
affections, and might kill him, and perhaps her, as he truly loved her,
and was of a very jealous and impulsive nature. Draper said she needn’t
be afraid, as he could never hear of it. She then accepted his
proposition to go to the city and purchase the cloaks, and directed the
bill to be sent to his office, which was done, and he paid it. At this
time, a fervent friendship was budding into bloom and blossom, between
herself and Governor Daniel F. Tiemann, to whom she immediately
disclosed all that had transpired between herself and Governors Bell and
Draper. Tiemann affected great exasperation, and wrote her statement,
(which terribly excoriated Draper,) with the design of presenting it to
the Ten Governors in open session. This alarmed her, and she told her
_friend_ what had occurred, and that Governor Tiemann was about to
expose Governors Bell and Draper to the Board of Ten Governors, and to
the whole world, to which he strongly objected, as it might involve them
in a common ruin, and he urged her to request Governor Tiemann not to
present the document. And he assured her, if she permitted Governor
Tiemann to do this favor for her, that he might soon want her smiles and
beauty and caresses and embraces, (like Bell and Draper), as a requital
for his apparently disinterested and meritorious services in her behalf.
She saw Tiemann, and the document was suppressed. Draper heard of her
movements, and became jealous of her partiality for Tiemann, and he had
her suspended. But Tiemann had her reinstated. When Bell and Draper’s
time expired as Alms House Governors, Gov. Tiemann immediately resolved
that her _friend_ should not visit the Island, as the first movement to
his contemplated seduction of the beautiful matron. And he was so
determined, that he resorted to the daring effort to exclude him, even
after he obtained a permit. For Gov. Tiemann clearly saw that while her
_friend_ visited her, he (Tiemann) would have a poor chance to gratify
his own lust. Tiemann finally succeeded in ejecting her _friend_ from
the Island, and on a dark and rainy afternoon, slyly meandered into her
apartment, and after some loving smiles, and dulcet words, and melting
sighs, and tender glances, he drew his chair towards her, and began to
feel of her. She long resisted his extraordinary amorous movements, and
struck him twice, and scratched and bit him, and terribly exhausted him
and herself in their mutual struggles, and thought she had conquered
him. But in his last desperate rally, he overpowered and vanquished her,
and she had to let him go his whole length, and he accomplished his most
hellish purpose. Her boy was living in the West, and wrote to her, that
he was not only displeased with his relatives, but with the western
country, and desired to return to New York. She showed the letter to
Gov. Tiemann, and told him that she had not the money to spare to defray
his expenses home. He asked her how much it would cost. She said $15,
when he gave her $40, assuring her that he would not have it known for
the world, that he let her have money to pay her son’s expenses home.
She quieted his fears, by assuring him that she would never disclose it.
She sent the money to her boy, and he came home. Gov. Tiemann then got
him a situation, but the boy had seen Tiemann take improper liberties
with his mother, and as he strongly suspected he had allured her from
the paths of virtue, he very indignantly refused to accept the situation
tendered by Gov. Tiemann. But in eight months afterwards, Gov. Tiemann
obtained another place for the boy, and after unceasing importunity, he
finally persuaded the boy to accept a situation in Broadway, where he
now is. Last Autumn she had an interview with her _friend_ in this city,
when he charged her with sexual intercourse with Governor Tiemann. She
burst into a tremendous flood of tears, and cast herself into his arms,
and craved his forgiveness in rending accents. He asked her why she had
long permitted Governor Tiemann to use her beautiful person. She said
that as he was poor, and Governor Tiemann rich, and had foiled Draper in
her suspension, and had elegantly furnished her apartments on the
Island, and had paid the expenses of her boy from the West to the city,
and had got him a good situation in Broadway, and had made her
magnificent donations in jewelry and apparel, and had let her have money
when she asked him,—and fearing that if she refused to gratify his lust,
he would instantly have her dismissed as Matron, to endure again the
tortures of penury,—that in view of all this, she had let him have
sexual intercourse with her whenever he desired. But that she despised
him for his wickedness, as he was a Church Member, in good standing, and
as he professed to be one of the leading Reformers of the age. Her
_friend_ asked her how much money he had given her, and she said: “Quite
a large sum, some of which I have deposited in a Bank,” and she told him
the name of the Bank. She also told him where the chairs, sofas,
mirrors, stoves, &c., were purchased, and showed him the receipted
bills, which she placed in his hands, and he has them now. She then
besought his pardon, and assured him that she would leave the Island,
and come and live and die in his affectionate embraces. He forgave her,
and she returned to the Island, and told Governor Tiemann that she
desired to leave and return to her _friend’s_ humble abode, which
alarmed Tiemann, who implored her in tears to remain, and he would
protect her as long as he lived, and when on the eve of death, he would
make ample provision for her support during her life. They were together
in her apartment, for ten successive hours, in a most exciting and
harrowing scene, when he promised to give her $500 on the following day,
and she finally yielded, and remained, and is at the Island now, both as
a Matron and as Mayor Tiemann’s Mistress. Her _friend_ was so
exasperated with her double treachery, that he went to one of the Ten
Governors, (who is now in the Board,) and disclosed in writing under his
signature the entire villainy of Tiemann. The Governor in question sent
for Tiemann, and asked him if the statement was true, when he colored
into a ball of fire, and left in shame and silence. The Governor did not
expose Tiemann, in consequence of his innocent and interesting family,
and his aged father, and his numerous relatives, including the versatile
Peter Cooper, whose adopted daughter Mayor Tiemann married. These
revelations will cause the worthy citizens of New York to bend their
heads in sorrow, to behold a man of Mayor Tiemann’s exalted professions
of purity and piety, guilty of crimes that should consign him to the
rack, and to an eternal hell.
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NOTICE TO FARMERS AND MARKET GARDENERS.—CITY INSPECTOR’S DEPARTMENT, New
York, June 16, 1858.—In conformity with the following resolution, the
space therein mentioned will be permitted to be used as a place, by
farmers and gardeners, for the sale of vegetables and garden produce,
until the hour of 12 o’clock, M., daily—the use to be free of charge:
Resolved, That permission be, and is hereby, given to farmers and market
gardeners, to occupy daily, until 12 M., free of charge, the vacant
space of the northern and southern extremities of the intersection of
Broadway and Sixth avenue, between Thirty-second and Thirty-fifth
streets, without infringing upon the streets which the said space
intersects, for the purpose only of selling vegetables and market
produce, of their own farms or gardens, under the supervision of the
City Inspector.
Also, by resolution of the Common Council, The use of Gouverneur slip is
granted to farmers and gardeners for the sale of produce from wagons.
GEO W. MORTON, City Inspector.
JOSEPH CANNING, Sup’t of Markets.
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NOTICE—TO PERSONS KEEPING SWINE, OWNERS OF PROPERTY WHERE THE SAME MAY
BE KEPT, AND ALL OTHERS INTERESTED. At a meeting of the Mayor and
Commissioners of Health, held at the City Hall of the City of New York,
Friday, June 18th, 1853, the following preamble and resolutions were
adopted:
Whereas, A large number of swine are kept in various portions of the
city; and whereas, it is the general practice of persons so keeping
swine, to boil offal and kitchen refuse and garbage, whereby a highly
offensive and dangerous nuisance is created, therefore, be it
Resolved, That this Board, of the Mayor and Commissioners of Health,
deeming swine kept south of (86th) street, in this city, to be creative
of a nuisance and detrimental to the public health, therefore, the City
Inspector be, and he is hereby, authorized and directed to take, seize,
and remove from any and all places and premises, all and every swine
found or kept on any premises in any place in the city of New York
southerly of said street, and to cause all such swine to be removed to
the Public Pound, or other suitable place beyond the limits of the city
or northerly of said street, and to cause all premises or places
wherein, or on which, said swine may have been so found or kept, to be
thoroughly cleaned and purified as the City Inspector shall deem
necessary to secure the preservation of the public health, and that all
expenses incurred thereby constitute a lien on the lot, lots or premises
from which said nuisance shall have been abated or removed.
Resolved, That the foregoing resolutions shall take effect from and
after the first day of July next, and that public notice be given of the
same by publication in the Corporation papers to that date, and that
notice may be given to persons keeping swine by circulars delivered on
the premises, and that all violations of this order be prosecuted by the
proper legal authorities, on complaint from the City Inspector or his
officers.
CITY INSPECTOR’S DEPARTMENT, }
New York, June 18, 1858. }
All persons keeping swine, or upon whose property or premises the same
may be kept, are hereby notified that the above resolutions will be
strictly enforced from and after the first day of July next.
GEO. W. MORTON, City Inspector.
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FRANCIS B. BALDWIN, WHOLESALE and RETAIL CLOTHING & FURNISHING
WAREHOUSE, 70 and 72 Bowery, between Canal and Hester sts., New York.
Large and elegant assortment of Youths’ and Boys’ Clothing.
F. B. BALDWIN,
J. G. BARNUM.
F. B. BALDWIN has just opened his New and Immense Establishment. THE
LARGEST IN THE CITY! An entire New Stock of GENTLEMEN’S, YOUTH’S and
CHILDREN’S CLOTHING, recently manufactured, by the best workmen in the
city, is now opened for inspection. Also, a superior stock of FURNISHING
GOODS. All articles are of the Best Quality, and having been purchased
during the crisis, WILL BE SOLD VERY LOW! The Custom Department contains
the greatest variety of CLOTHS, CASSIMERES, and VESTINGS.
Mr. BALDWIN has associated with him Mr. J. G. BARNUM, who has had great
experience in the business, having been thirty years connected with the
leading Clothing Establishments of the city.
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THOMAS A. DUNN, 506 EIGHTH AVENUE, has a very choice assortment of
Wines, Brandies, Cordials, and Segars, which he will sell at prices that
will yield a fair profit. All my democratic friends, and my immediate
associates in the Boards of Aldermen and Councilmen are respectfully
invited to call in their rambles through Eighth Avenue, and enjoy a good
Havana segar, and nice, sparkling champagne, and very exhilerating
brandy. For the segars, I will charge my political friends and
associates only five pence each, and for the brandy only ten pence per
half gill, and for the champagne only four shillings a glass, or two
dollars a bottle.
So call, kind friends, and sing a glee,
And laugh and smoke and drink with me,
Sweet Sangaree
Till you can’t see:
(_Chorus_)—At your expense!
(Which pays my rents,)
For my fingers do you see
O’er my nose gyrating free?
THOMAS A. DUNN, No. 506 Eighth avenue.
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J. VAN TINE, SHANGAE RESTAURANT, No. 2, Dey street, New York.
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COREY AND SON, MERCHANT’S EXCHANGE, Wall street, New York.—Notaries
Public and Commissioners.—United State’s Passports issued in 36
hours.—Bills of Exchange, Drafts, and Notes protested.—Marine protests
noted and extended.
EDWIN F. COREY,
EDWIN F. COREY, JR.
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MRS. S. S. BIRD’S LADIES’ AND GENTLEMEN’S Dining and Oyster Saloons, No.
31 Canal street, near East Broadway, and 264 Division street, New York.
Oysters Pickled to Order.
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S. & J. W. BARKER, GENERAL AUCTIONEERS & REAL ESTATE BROKERS. Loans
negotiated, Houses and Stores Rented, Stocks and Bonds Sold at Auction
or Private Sale.
Also, FURNITURE SALES attended to at private houses. Office, 14 Pine
street, under Commonwealth Bank.
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CARLTON HOUSE, 496 BROADWAY, NEW York. Bates and Holden, Proprietors.
THEOPHILUS BATES.
OREL J. HOLDEN.
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TRIMMING MANUFACTURERS.—B. S. YATES & CO., 639 Broadway, New York.
Fringes, Cords, Tassels, Loops, Gimps,
and Gimp Bands.
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WM. COULTER, Carpenter.—I have long been engaged as a Carpenter, and I
assure all who will favor me with their patronage, that I will build as
good houses, or anything else in my line, as any other carpenter in the
city of New York. I will also be as reasonable in charges for my work as
any other person.
WILLIAM COULTER, Carpenter,
Rear of 216 East Twentieth street, New York.
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GERARD BETTS & CO., AUCTION AND Commission Merchants, No. 106, Wall
street, corner of Front street, New York.
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JAMES DONNELLY’S COAL YARD,—Twenty-sixth street and Second Avenue. I
always have all kinds of coal on hand, and of the very best quality,
which I will sell as low as any other coal dealer in the United States.