The Mayor
on Saturday had a good sized army of white men before him, all with violating the rules of decency, he laws of the
State by getting drunk on Christmas beverages, annoying sober people, fighting each' other, kicking doors, breaking windows, and crying fire.
A party of young men, after imbibing freely, made Broad street hideous with their yells — alarmed the residents by kicking at doors — and crying fire at the top of their voices.
After a few potations of the distilled damnation now served to the worshippers of
Bacchus, it is not to be wondered at that they forgot all sense of propriety and became turbulent and disorderly.
The
Mayor held them to bail to keep the peace.
A soldier, after seeing the elephant, ran his head through a window, breaking the glass and cutting his face in several places.
When he came into Court he was well marked with blood and bruises, the fruits of his charge on the old king's fortifications, which have never yet been carried by storm.
He was sent to the Provost.
A white woman, for wearing men's apparel in the streets, and a white man for accompanying her, were held to ball; and two women, for hair-pulling and cat-scratching, were put in limbo.
Two men, for interfering with the police, were locked up to answer hereafter, and scores of negroes, for minor offences, were punished with stripes.