R. T. Van Horn & Co., Publishers.*

January 26, 1870.

     Yesterday was warm.  Business in the Square was brisk.

     The police arrested 2,055 persons last year.  The city needs a new lock-up badly.

     The First National Bank has a new safe. 

     Messrs. Pettijohn & Brownie have purchased the elegant saloon under Watkins' Bank, corner of Main and Second streets, and propose to dispense nothing but the best in the line.  Their liquids and segars will be found of superior quality, and pleaders at the bar need have no fear of being non-suited.  The new proprietors are pleasant gentlemen, and we hope that their "smiles" will win golden opinion.

     Yesterday the enterprising firm of Tootle, Hanna & Leach received from the T. Tootle mine at Argenta, Nevada, which is owned by the firm, a virgin silver brick weighing 227 pounds, and valued at $4,500.  It has been placed  in the First National Bank where it may be seen.

     The upper story of the engine house on Sixth street ought to be fitted up for the use of the firemen.  The matter will be brought before the council at its next meeting.

     Yesterday morning an affray occurred in a barber shop on Main Street, kept by Charles and Edward Weber.  It appears that there has been a dispute between the Webers and a saloon keeper named Trott, on account of the rights of these parties to a cistern.   This culminated in Trott's assaulting Weber in his shop, and in the course of the melee Trott was cut rather severely in the face by a knife or razor in the hand of one of the Webers.  The dispute was settled for the time by the arrest of the parties, who gave bail to appear before Recorder Sutton this morning when, no doubt, all the facts in the case will be brought to light.

     Occupants of buildings should clean the mud from their sidewalks  Attend to it, gentlemen.

     About noon yesterday an accident occurred at Hartman's Livery Stable, on Delaware street, which teaches a sad lesson to those accustomed to the careless handling of fire arms.  It appears that Henry Grothe was in the stable, and was handling a Navy revolver.  While so engaged he was approached by Hiram Brigg, who worked in the stable, and asked him some questions about the pistol.  Grothe remarked that  it was of no account as it would not go off.  The conversation proceeded and both had examined the weapon to ascertain what was the matter.  Briggs was standing in front of Grothe, when the latter pulled the trigger and the pistol was discharged, the ball entering Briggs' thigh and passing out through the groin.  Briggs fell fell, exclaiming, "I am killed!"  The men were on friendly terms, and the shooting is supposed to be accidental.  Briggs was taken to his home, and attended by physicians who pronounced the wound to be dangerous and perhaps mortal.  Grothe was arrested by officer Brenna, and conveyed to the calaboose; he seems to regret the shooting very much.

     The Caledonian Society of this city, gave their first annual ball at the Broadway last night, the occasion being the anniversary of Scotland's immortal bard, Robert Burns.  the company was large, but select, and file the spacious hall of the Broadway, which had for the nonce been transferred into a ball room.  Messrs. Hasset & Parry's orchestra discoursed sweet music , to which the willing feet of the dancers kept time.