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.
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.
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.