Hobo Jungle

[healey36]

Hey Murph...see here for what to do in case of a New Jersey bear attack:

http://www.businessinsider.com/a-new-jersey-scoutmaster-fought-off-a-bear-attack-with-a-rock-hammer-2015-12

First, stay out of caves at the onset of winter...

Healey

[Rufus T. Firefly]

First, stay out of caves at the onset of winter...

That's going to be tough on those Neanderthal clans up in north Jersey......no chimney for Santa...

[MurphOnMillerAve]

Hey Murph...see here for what to do in case of a New Jersey bear attack:

http://www.businessinsider.com/a-new-jersey-scoutmaster-fought-off-a-bear-attack-with-a-rock-hammer-2015-12

First, stay out of caves at the onset of winter...

Healey

I find his decisions mind-boggling and dumbasdumbcanbe. Of all the places NOT to go, you would think a cave with the chance of a bear being resident, would be Number One. AND he lead children there with him!!!!!!!!!!!!! Crawled into a cave, in Winter. I still can't get over it. He whacked the bear in the noggin twice, too, with a rock-hammer. Talk about Neanderthals! HOWEVER, Ill bet Neanderthals would have known better. For real. Now, THAT is a jackass.

[MurphOnMillerAve]

First, stay out of caves at the onset of winter...

That's going to be tough on those Neanderthal clans up in north Jersey......no chimney for Santa...

They are legion. And Santa would be mugged on the way to the chimney, on the way out, or just getting the sleigh ready - if still where he left it parked - for the next sojourn.

[rogruth]

Taint funny McMurphy!

[2railjon]

Been quite a while since I've seen a silver and red BNSF on the tracks! Wasn't that after the Santa Fe merger? Thse four engines were thumping their diesel engines together on a side track this morning.

[rogruth]

Jon,
Nice group that isn't seen much anymore.

[Tramp]

Merry Christmas, hobos. May you all have a wonderful Eve and Day. It's wicked balmy in Maine, but as the fellar says, "She shovels easy."

[E7]

Tramp,

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to You and Daisy. The tree, as usual, is marvelous!

Rich

[Rufus T. Firefly]

Very nice tree!

Merry Christmas to you and Daisy!

[healey36]

Lovely, Tramp...glad we didn't miss it this year. Have a great Christmas and sop up the warm weather (along with whatever else is in the liquor cabinet).

Healey

[rogruth]

The tradition continues. Thanks, Tramp.

[2railjon]

From the beginning, heavy drinking was fairly commonplace among the cadets at the United States Military Academy at West Point (founded in 1802). In an attempt to stem this in 1826, the academy’s strict superintendent and the “Father of West Point,” General Sylvanus Thayer, began a crackdown by prohibiting alcohol on campus. As Christmas approached and the cadets realized that the prohibition would put a damper on their traditional Christmas Eve festivities that included consumption of a fair amount of eggnog, a bold few began to plan away around the problem.

Back then, eggnog was always an alcoholic beverage, often made with rum or whiskey. Luckily for the cadets, both liquors were plentiful near campus, being served by three taverns within easy travelling distance: Benny Haven, North’s Tavern and Martin’s Tavern, just across the Hudson River.

Determined to make their season bright, a small cadre of cadets set out to smuggle some liquor into the North Barracks and chose Martin’s Tavern across the river as their supplier. A few nights before Christmas, three cadets crossed the Hudson, drank a bit at the bar, then purchased three to four gallons of whiskey to go. They then ferried the contraband back across the river. Met at the dock by a guard, they reportedly bribed him with $0.35 ($7 today) to look the other way while they unloaded the loot and snuck it into their rooms where it lay hidden until Christmas Eve.

On the fateful night, the superintendent assigned only two officers to monitor the North Barracks: Lieutenant William A. Thorton and Captain Ethan Allen Hitchcock. Things were quiet at first, and Hitchcock and Thorton went to bed about midnight. At about 4 a.m., however, Hitchcock was awakened by noise coming from one of the cadets’ floors above him. Upon investigation, he discovered a small group of obviously drunk cadets and ordered them to return to their rooms.

No sooner had he dispersed that group than Hitchcock realized there was another party in an adjoining room. Crashing that one as well, Hitchcock found these cadets so inebriated that he later reported they attempting to hide under blankets, and one even thought he could avoid detection by stubbornly keeping his face behind his hat. Unlike the first party, however, things got heated in the second room, and after Hitchcock left, the drunk-mad cadets decided to arm themselves with their bayonets, pistols and dirks to attack, and perhaps even kill, Hitchcock.

Thus began the Eggnog Riot.

While the drunken cadets were gathering their weaponry, it sounded to Thorton and Hitchcock a few floors below as if the parties had simply resumed. Returning to the cadets’ floors, Hitchcock met Jefferson Davis (yes, that Jefferson Davis), then a cadet who was also drunk. Vainly trying to help his friends, Davis burst into the party-room just ahead of Hitchcock shouting: “Put away the grog boys! Captain Hitchcock’s coming!” Hitchcock soon joined them and ordered Davis to his room, which likely saved him from later expulsion, since he missed out on the remainder of the riot. Had he been expelled, of course, his future in the military and politics, culminating in becoming the President of the Confederacy, likely wouldn’t have ever happened.

Other cadets who had already made preparations to attack began assaulting Hitchcock and now Thorton, who had joined the fray. Thorton was threatened with a sword and knocked down with a piece of wood, while another cadet actually shot at Hitchcock.

Realizing things were spiraling out of control, Hitchcock ordered a cadet sentinel (who apparently had not been invited to the party) to get “the ‘com,” meaning the Commandant of Cadets; however, in their drunken state the rioting cadets thought he had summoned regular army men from a nearby barracks to attack them. Seeking to defend the honor of the North Barracks, even more cadets armed themselves (in total including about one-third of all cadets at the academy), and, as is standard operating procedure in any proper riot, the mob began arbitrarily breaking anything in sight, including windows, furniture and other items.

Eventually, the ‘Com came, and since the cadets truly respected his authority, they finally regained a semblance of composure, and the so-called Eggnog Riot ended sometime Christmas day.

Over the next week, Inspector of the Academy and Chief Engineer of the Army, Major General Alexander Macomb, entered Orders No. 49 and 98, the latter of which placed 22 cadets under house arrest, and the former began a court of inquiry.

The investigation revealed that the riot caused $168.83 in damage (around $3,500 today), and identified 19 ringleaders who were subsequently court-martialed between January 26 and March 8, 1827. Cadets Aisquith, Berrien, Bomford, Burnley, Farrelly, Fitzgerald, Gard, Guion, Humphreys, Johnson, Lewis, Mercer, Murdock, Norvelle, Roberts, Screven, Stocker, Swords, and Thompson stood trial, and other cadets, including both Jefferson Davis (who was among the 22 originally under house arrest, but otherwise went unpunished) and Robert E. Lee testified for the defenses. Eleven of the group (Berrien, Bomford, Burnley, Farrelly, Fitzgerald, Guion, Humphreys, Johnson, Lewis, Roberts and Stocker) were dismissed, and the remainder were allowed to stay, although Gard, Murdock and Norvelle chose to leave the academy anyway.

As a result of the riot, in the 1840s when new barracks were constructed, they were designed so that the cadets had to actually go outside to move between floors in an attempt to prevent another mob uprising.

http://www.army.mil/article/49823/The_Eggnog_Riot/

Merry Christmas, All!!!!!

[Mitch]

And now we know "The rest of the story"!

[sarge]

Still two trees here, this in the sitting room:




And this in the library.




Happy Christmas to all you hobos from the mob here at Dungfield Manor!

(Reposted there for all the Hobos)