A row in a drinking House.
--Yesterday morning, on passing a drinking saloon north of Broad st., a door or two above Seventh, our attention was directed to the violent ejection of a soldier, who was drunk, by a
negro, after which the
proprietress of the drinking house dealt the unfortunate inebriate a blow in his face.
Soon after, a certain individual, halling from
Baltimore, deeming it his duty, as the "fancy man" of the
select hostess of the establishment, stepped up, and by violent gesticulations succeeded in quieting the friendless representative of
Mars, and putting an end to the fracas.
In granting licenses to carry on the restaurant business of this city it would be as well for the Court of Husting to require of the applicants certificates of respectability, and in no case to suffer a woman to deal in the poisonous fluid.