Blessed be the fine bright sunshine! Here, after three days of cold darkness and rain, we have at last a clear warm day again; proving, that what we get of the delightful, can only be truly enjoyed after a pretty long taste of the disagreeable. Although the rain poured down plentifully enough, on Monday night, the great concert, under the direction of Mr. Strakosch,1 came off according to announcement, at the Tabarnacle. Never, in New York, was such a performance; never, such an audience. The great area was illuminated by hundreds of wax-lights, in addition to the gas. Four thousand people, the tip-top of the city, crowded themselves upstairs and down. A band of eighty instruments, each of the first class of performance, rendered some of the choicest musical productions ever composed.
The exhibition of the American Institute opened yesterday. Nobody there; it rained too hard. The articles are of the same old sort and variety. Hardly any thing new. Some of the Antiquarians hereabout are floating over a valuable MS. document, recently discovered, in Dutch, at the Hague, giving the earliest account of the New Netherlands. It has been sent hither to the New York Historical Society.
The Irish Directory,2 (Messrs. O'Connor, Emmet,3 Greeley,4 J. W. White, T. Hayes,5 and M'Keon,6) have issued another manifesto to the American people in general and the Irish in particular, on the subject of the funds in their, the Directory's hands. They talk independently and bluntly. Their motives are commendable; but the day of their cause is past. We had all better let the question go by default.
Macready7 appears to-night as Macbeth, at the Astor Place Theatre. Hamblin,8 at the Bowery, is another goodly ruin of an actor, who will come forward and exhibit the mere shell of genius.
You remember the case of Korth,9 mentioned in a former letter, arrested for an attempt to murder Mrs. Behm,10 at the corner of Johnson and Adams streets, Brooklyn. The trial came on yesterday. The case seems to be clear enough; here is Mrs. B's testimony:
"The prisoner often called at her husband's residence, and was on terms of friendship with him; on the evening of August 6, he called while she and her husband were at tea, and after some time said he would like a drink of water; her husband went to the pump, and while he was out Korth attacked her with a cane-sword and beat her with a whip until she was insensible."
The Coroner testified that Mrs. Behm had three stabs on the neck and breast, besides cuts and stabs elsewhere, Mr. B. also swore to being attacked by North on returning from the pump, and so beaten and banged as to become insensible. Korth's counsel say that the blame of the attack lies on the other side.
The new naval officer, Mr. Bogardus,11 has made a clean sweep of all the Barnburners12 in his establishment, and filled their places with Hunkers. Lawrence,13 the Collector, still sticks out. Some more changes in the head officers here and elsewhere at the North, are every way likely before a fortnight elapses.
Immense numbers of immigrants continue to pour in by the Liverpool, Havre, and Bremen packets. Two thousand arrived, one day last week. Let them come and welcome—the more the better. Let them, however, not remain in cities, but post westward forthwith, and vote themselves farms.
Some of the Protectionists and Paper Moneyists here are trying to resuscitate a little of the old malignance against R. J. Walker,14 low Tariff, and the Independent Treasury. Few pay any attention to them, however; if they provoke public notice, so as to bring on a contest, "Protection" will very likely lose the ground it already retains. Walker will stand higher in the history of these times, than any other man of the present administration: he deserves to, too.
MANHATTAN.