How to Shed a Ray of Light.
At the Cable demonstration on the 1st, Aldermanic politeness showed itself in its true colors by the virtual expulsion of reporters from the Crystal Palace. Immediately previously to the commencement of the exercises, Mr. Lowber, a protege of the reformer’s, whose name may be remembered in connection with a claim against the city, ordered the removal of the tables and benches allowed to the press. Alderman Thomas McSpedon, whose name will become famous to the press before the whole of the documents in the Hall of Records are printed, forthwith directed the removal of the pressgang, which, like the Joseph Walker, was held by Mr. Lowber to be a nuisance. This summary proceeding was characteristic of aldermanic wisdom, by forgetting that while the wide world was interested in the cable, our astute gentleman imagined that he had it safely coiled in his breeches pocket. Luckily all the addresses, which had the sanction of the Common Council, were in print for a few days before their delivery, and that portion of our municipal greatness has escaped certain loss. Unfortunately there are two sides to a question as well as an address, and as the British recipients of the addresses, as well as the Captain of the Niagara, were not up to the mysteries of the Tea-Room, their replies are forever lost. We have doubtless lost the wheat and secured the chaff.
Strange, if True.—We read in the Herald the other day, that, in the opinion of that oracle, the successful laying of the Trans-atlantic Cable would change the whole moral aspect of human affairs—the Herald included. Now we must confess we do belong to that class of persons which believe that physical agency and morals are intimately allied, and that the great achievement of submerging the cable will produce more or less a moral effect. Still we are doubtful of the Herald. We are equally doubtful whether the successful laying of two cables and a half dozen other scientific victories much greater than anything that has yet transpired, could produce an improvement in the moral character of the Herald. Bennett is too great and too hardened a sinner. Still we have heard of repentance at the eleventh hour.
A Good Idea.—Our devil suggests that the great Puttyman would do well to hire Jobson to edit the Satanic. This might be beneficial to Puttyman, but we doubt whether Mr. Jobson would consent to lend his brain in such a filthy channel. The great French historian can do better.
THE ALLIGATOR.
New York, Saturday, September 11, 1858.