Echoes from "Solitude."
's row, Cary street, between 7th and 8th, was the scene of some rare exploits Monday night, in the way of fighting, breaking heads, drinking and general disorders, which culminated on the arrival of the watchmen and the arrest of Florence St. Clair
, (a white woman,) John S. Burruss
, a graduate from the Penitentiary, Frances Melton
, (white,) and Willamina Tyree
, (a fast darkey, hiring her own time,) who, with others, were found associating together in the cellar of Ellen, slave of George Bloomer
The latter was caged for going at large, and keeping a house of evil name, fame and reputation, where whites and blacks associated promiscuously together.
When the police entered, they found the parties above named, and others, engaged in a regular rough and tumble scrimmage — the man or woman with the hardest head having the best "show." One or more persons, deemed base intruders, were knocked out of time by such gentle appliances as axe-handles and pokers, but of " such " more anon.
, proprietor of the occupant of the cellar, and his brother, Beverly
, appeared as witnesses against the above parties and others, but were both sent to jail for having initiated and actively participated in the muss.--Their examination on said charge was set for Thursday.
In default of security for their good behavior, Florence St. Clair
, (white,) Jno. S. Burruss
, (white,) and Frances Melton
, (white,) were sent to jail.
, (a slave, hiring herself,) was ordered twenty lashes and discharged.
The same judgment was given in the case of the girl Ellen
, owned by George Bloomer
In the olden time, Alsasin, in London
, was the place where all the low rowdyism of that great metropolis found expression in acts of violence, and in these latter days "Solitude," in Richmond
, emulates its great prototype in those acts which gave the former its unenviable notoriety.--Our Richmond Alsasin
is most inappropriately named — Solitude does not reign there except in name.
, or some other celebrated poet, once said, "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet," but we doubt whether any cognomen would give the odor of sanctity to "Solitude."