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LITERATURE. . SENSATIOS PAPERS, (pron the stata Journal of Conmerce.} Reraid! Times! and Tribune! Bonner holds the strings, And three roaring Lions In his service br: Herald talks of 81 # Tribane soareth higher, Times bath been to Europe, Visiting Jane Eyre: Bowner! Bonner! Bonner! shout from pole ein? Bonner! Bonner! Boner! back the echoes roll. Go where’er you may. *Tiz nothing pow but Kitchen, parior, nursery, Ringing with his hoaor: Poems by Sigourney— Everett’s Vernon Papers— Carey—Fern, and Watlsco— ©obth—and Prentice capers Bevner! Bonwer! Bonner! shout from sea to sea! Bonner! Bonner! Bonner!—who on carth is be? ‘Why, a modest man, Who telleth bis own story, How that ciffidence . Hath ever elippec his glory; How that Herald’s kindness Merit doth regard. ‘And an Angel smjli Gives without re wart Bonuer! Loaner! Bouner! let the message fy! Benver! Bonner! Bonner! mocking birds reply. Barnom!—nay, ‘tis spiteful, ©ali him no such name; For the “great Napoleon’? Better suits bis fame:— Pen, and press and paper, Engines strong and tried, er} ‘There his princely weapons, Grappling time and tide: Benner! Ponner! Bonner! woods and valleys ring, Bonner! Bonner! Bonner! Printer! Patriot! King! ‘Then he is go crafty— ‘With what gisnt skill He doth turn the current Toward his busy mill; And besides, he’s generous, Working day and night, ‘That the Press may clamber An unheard of height: iad Se Bonner) Bonner! Bonver! Lightnings! Earthquakes! Mati! Bonner! Bonner! Bosner!—[Here the writer broke down.) —_—__—————- THE GUNMAKER OF MOSCOW. A Tale of the Empire under Peter the Great, CHAPTER I. : The time at which we open our story is mid winter, and towards the close of the seventeenth century. Russia is the scene. In the suburbs of Moscow, and very near the river Moskwa, stood an humble cot, which betrayed a neatness of arrangement and show of taste that more than made up for its smallness of size. Back of the cot was an artizan’s shop, and other out- buildings. The shop was devoted to the manufac- ture of firearms, wostly. Some swords, and other edged weapons, were made here upon special ap- Plication, The master of this tenement was the hero of our tale, Ruric Nevel. We find him standing by his forge, watching the white smoke as it curled up to- wards the throat of the chimney, He was a young man, not over three-and-twenty, and possessed a frame of more than ordinary symmetry and muscu- Jar developement. He was not large—not above a medium size—buta single glance at the swelling chest, the broad shoulders and the sinewy ridges of the bare arms, told at once that he was master of reat physical power. His father had been killed the then late war with the Turks, and the son, leaving his mother with fliciency of sustenance, went to Spain soon after the bereavement. There he found work in the most noted armories; and now, well versed in the trade, he had returned to his native city to follow his calling, and support his mother. Near by stood a boy—Paul Peepoff, a bright, in- telligent Jad, some filteen years of age. who had bound himself to the gunmaker for the purpose of Jearning the art. Claudia Nevel, Ruric’s mother, was a noble look- ing woman, and the light of her still handsome countenance was never brighter than when gazing upon her boy. She hac hankful, loving heart, and a prayerful, hopeful “Jt is snowing again, fi Paul, as he took his company with the others. “Ah,” retarned Ruric, re ments while he bent hi knife a few mo- un to the voice of the storm. “I had hop ild snow no more for the present. The snow p enough now. And how it blows!” dame, in @ trustful, 1 Nsteth, aud we pray vently. th eaten, and the table sat and leaning agaiust th in absorbing thou, with him of late. ing observed these fits of abs tion, became uneasy and ressed Ruric to tell her what it was over which he was so constantly and so moodily brooding Being thus , Ruric confessed that it was of Rosalind Valdai (the orphan daughter of a noble- man, and now the 4 of Olga, the rfal aud haughty Duke of ng. Ruric’ father, and the fav 1 4 been com- rades in arms in their youth, and their children had been playmates. Bot when the elder Nevel was plain in battle, Kurie was but a boy, and the widow and her son remained poor and obscure; while Valdai, more fortunate, had risen to a high rauk, and dying, left ind a title and a fortune. The young people, how€ver, had not forgotten each other. Ruric loved Rosalind with all the fervor of his being, and he felt assured that Rosa- lind returned his love. As he aud his mother sat debating the matter on that stormy night,a loud knock ppon the outer door startled them. “Is there any one here?” the gnomaker asked, as he opened the door, bowing his head and shielding Bis cree from the driving snow with one hand, d a voice t-—*" “Yes,” =. + aeyun une Mtysian day Bos, “In God's fame let me in, or I shall per “Then follow quickly,” said Ruric. “Here— ‘our hand. There—now come.” mite youth found the thickly gloved hand—gloved with the softest fur—and having led_ the invisible applicant into the he closed the door, and then the way to kitchen. Without speaking Raric turned and gazed upon the new er. The stranger, who was equally desirous of ascertaining What manner of man Rune was, was a monk, aud d something like one of the black monks of 1, He was of medium height, and pos- of person which was comical to undity fter warming himself by the fire guest asked if he could be accommodated with nome slee: d being answered in the d him te a chamber and The next morning, after breakfast, the monk went with Ruric to his shop, and examined with much interest the various weapons therein. Rauric questioned him clo her he had ever met him before, but the monk replied evasively, and after sayiug that in case should ever, in any great emergenc id, that he might apply to him, he took his | f the afternoon, just as Ru- Towards the mi ric had finished tempering some parts of a gun Jook, the back door of his shop was opened and two men entered. They were young men, dressed in cost! , and both of them stout and good lookin ‘The gunmaker ree dd them as the Count Conrad Damonoif and his friend Stephen Urzen. “J think I speak wit ¢ Nevel,” said Count, moving forwar “Yon do,” returne the visit, since people habit of calling at his pl: “You are acquainted dai?” he said. r y “J am,” answered Rusic, now beginning to won- the Rar t all snrprised by sses were in the rder arms, th the Lady nd Val- oer yet sr,” resumed Damonoff, with much tiness, “perhaps my business ¢ satisfactorily settled. It is my « Lady Rosalind my wife. Ruric Nevel started at these words, aud he clasp- ed his hands to hide their tremulousness. But he was not long debating upon an answer. “And why have yon oeme to me with this infor. mation, sir?” he asked. “Ruri vel, you shall not say that I did not make myself fully understood, and hence 1 will ex- ain.” “The Count spoke this as speaks a man who eels that he isdoing a very condescending thing, and inthe same tone he proceeded:—‘The Lady Rosalind is of noble parentage and pad wealthy. My own station and wealth are equal with hers. I Jove her, and must have her for my wife. I have been to see the noble Duke, her guardian, and he objects not to my suit. Bnt he informed me that there was one impediment, and that was her love for you. He knows full. well—as 1 know, and as all must know—that she o never become your wife; pore don he is anxious not to interfere too mueh against her inclinations. So a simple denial from ‘ou, tothe effect that you can er claim her Hand, is all that is necessary. Ihave a paper here all drawn up, and all that I require is simply your ture. Here—it is only a plain, simple avowal on your part that you have no hopes nor thoughts of secking the band of the iady in marriage.” Lethe Court spoke he drewa pat from the posont of his marten doublet, and having opened it, he bance it towards the guumaker, But Rurig sire to make the NEW YORK HERALD, SATURDAY, MARCH 5, 1859. took it not. He drew back, and gazed the visiter ® ernly in the face. “Sir Count,” he said calmly and firmly, ‘yon have plainly stated your proposition, and I will as plainly answer. I cannot age that paper’ “Ha!” gasped Damonof, in quick passion, “do. Se ny “But you wil sign st!” hissed Damonof, tuning ale be 1 Tages “Here it is—sign. If you would wPeraps he cannot write,” snggested Urzen, con- temptuously. “Then he may make his mark!” rejoined the Connt, in the same contemptuous tone. “St might not require much more urging to in- duce me to make my mark in a manner not at all agreeable to you, sir,” the youth retorted, with h teeth now set, and the dark veins upon his brow starting more plainly out. “Do you seek a quarrel with me?” Rie “Seek?—I seek what I will have. Will you sign?” “Once more—no!” “Then, by heavens, you shall know what it is to thwart such as me! How's that?” As these words passed from the Count’s I'ps in a low, hissing whisper, he aimed a blow with his fist at Ruric’s head. ‘The gunmaker had not dreamed of such a dastardly act, and he was not prepared for it; yet he dodged it, and as the Count drew back. Ruric dealt him a blow upon the brow that jelled him to the floor like a dead ox. “KB Stephen Urzen!” he whispered to the Count’ mpanion, as that individual made a moye- ment as though he would come forward. “ myself now, and you are safest where you The man thus addressed viewed the gunma’ few moments, and he seemed to conclude that he had better id a personal encounter. Conrad Damonoff slowly rose to his feet, and gazed inte his antagonist’s face a few moments in silence. His own face was deathly pale, and his whole frame quivered. “Rorie Nevel,” he said, in a hissing, maddened tone, “you will hear from me, I can overlook your plebian stock.” And with this he turned away. % “Paul,” said the guumaker, turning to bis boy, after the men had goue, “not a word of this to my mother. Be sure.” On the following day, as Raric was preparing for breakfast, he caw Olga, the Duke, pass by and strike off into the Borodino road. Now, thought he, is the he had eate visit. e to call on Rosalind; and as soon as is breakfast, he prepared for the He dressed well, and no man in Moscow had er look when the dust of toil was removed from his brow and garb, He took ahorse and sledge and started off for the Kremlin, within which the Duke resided. In one of the sumptuously furnished apartments of the palace of the Duke of Tula sat Rosalind Valdai. She was a beautiful girl; moulded in per- feet form, with the full flush of health aud vigor, and possessing a face of peculiar sweetness and intelligence. She was only nineteen years of age, and she had been ten years an orphan. There was nothing of the aristocrat in her look—nothing proud, nothing haughty; but gentleness and love were the true elements of her soul. “How now, Zenobie?” asked Rosalind, as her ng maid entered. here is a gentleman below who would see * the girl replied. Then tell him I cannot see him,” said Rosalind, un blin, But i Ruric Nevel, my mistress.” xclaimed the fair maiden, starting up, while the rich blood mounted to her brow and tem- ples. “O,Iam glad he has come. My prayers‘are surely answered. Lead him hither, Zenobie.”’ The girl departed, and ere long afterwards Ruric entered the apartment. He walked quickly to where Rosalind had arisen to her feet, and taking one of her hands in both his own, he pressed it to his lips. It was with difficulty he spoke. But, the emotions of his soul became catia at length, and then he received Rosalind’s pro- mise that she would never permit her hand to be disposed of to another by the Duke of Tula. Ruric informed her of the visit of Count Damonoff to his shop, its purpose and the result. Resalind wos astonished and alarmed. Still, she could not believe that the Duke meant to bestow her hand upon Damonoff. The Duke owed him money, she said, and might, perbaps, be playing with the Count, Rurie_ started as a new suspicion flashed upon him. Had the Duke sent Damonoff upon that mis- sion on purpose to gethim into a quarrel? “Aye,” thought the youth to himself, “tte Duke knows that I have tanght the sword play, and he knows that the Count would be no match for me. § thinks in this subtle manner to make me an in ment for ridding him of a plague.” But the yeuth was careful not to let Rosalind know of this. He ght she would be SnbeEDy if she knew that a we pel to come off between himself and of Rosalind, and was soon in the open comt. re he entered his sledge, and theu drove o the barracks in the Kbitagorod, where he in- quired for a young friend named Orsa, a lieutenant ficer was quickly found, and as he met Ruric his salution was warm and Afier the first grectings had d, Ruric remarked, y have a meeting He has sought a quarrel—insulted me most grossly—aimed a blow 1y head, and I knocked him down, Y¥ as well as I what the result must b t surely he will challenge you: citedly. 1 think,” now will you serv “ With ‘pleasure And thereupon Rurie related all that had oc- curred at the time of the Count’s visit to his shop, and then took b He reached home just as his mother was spread- ing th ard for dinner. He often went away on and she thought not of asking him any cried the amed Ruri me in the ever calmly. “And ing Paul, in the shop, in the after- , to his great surprise, learned that the k had been there during his absence, to dagger; that he had drawn out of the te accourt of the visit of Urzen and Da- leased As they wore talking. tt» nted a challans* 4 : age from the took his leave. That evening, about eight o'clock, a sledge drove up to Ruric’s door, and young Orsa entered the e called Rurie aside, and informed him ngemen s had all been made. is in a hurry,” he said, “and we have appointe forenoon. It will take river, just beyond th “ And the weapons? 5 “Swords,” returned ‘The Count will bring is own, and he giv on the privilege of selecting n one as you choose.” thank you, Orsa, for your kindness thus far, and vou may rest aggnved that I shall be prompt.” “Suppose I cali Mie in the morning for you?” suggested the visiter. “T should be pleased to have you do so,” the gun- maker said; and thus it was arranged. On the following morning Ruric was up betimes, and at the breakfast table not a word of the one all- absorbing theme was uttered. After the meal was finished the gunmaker went out to his shop, and took down from one of the closets a long leathern case, in which were two swords. They were To- ledo bla 1d of the most exquisite ‘kman- ship and which Rur He placed the point pon the floor, and then, with all his weight, he bent the pommel touched the point. The | sprang back to its place with a sharp clang, and the texture was not started. Then he struck at of the blade upon the anvil with great ne ring was shavp and clear, and the d ; gnnmaker to his boy, nother blade like that. think you are right, my master,” the boy returned,,who had beheld the trial of the blade with nobounded admiration. “But,” he added, tempera blade like that?” Thad the steel. But Mhave it not ¢ two blades came from India, and in one weapon—a ponderons, two. belonging to a Bengal chieftain. all the hardness of the finest 2 city of the most subtle spring. My old master at Toledo gave me these a3 4 me: mento. Were Ito mention the sum of money he was once offered for the largest one, you would hardly credit i After this Ruric gave Paul a few directions about the aoe sing to be back before night. Just then Orsa drove up to the door. Ruric was all ready. Mis mother was in the kitchen. He went to her with a smile upon his face. He put bis arms about her and drew her to his aoe th “God bless you, my mother; I shall come back.’ He said this, and then he kissed her, He dared cnet] to speak no more, but opened the door and passed out. “Have you a good weapon?” asked Orsa, as the horse started on. “Shave,” Ruric said, quietly; “and one which has stood more tests than most swords will bear.” And after some further remarks, he related the pecaliar circumstances attending the making of the sword, and his possession of it. At length they struck mpon the river, and in half an hour more they reached the appointed spot. ‘The day was heantifal, They bad bee m the ground buta few minutes when the party came in sight around the bend Of the river, The monk was there also, ma wervenen pr een pag ey thon re an old building was cl hand. “Aye,” added Damonoff, let us have this business dosae he I would be back te dinner. I dine with Olga to-day, and a fair maiden awaits my coming. Notice him not,” whiperee Orsa, who walked close by Ruric’s side. “That is one of his chief pe when engaged in an affair of this kind. e hopes to get you angry, and so unhinge your nerves. “Never fear,” answered the gunmaker. The part, y halted when they reached the intertor of the rough structure, and the Count threw off his pelisse aud drew his sword. Rurie followed his ex- ample. Sir Count,” the latter said, as he moved a ste) orwaré, “ere we commence this work I wish a! present to understand distinetly how I stand. You have sought this guaria from the first. Without the least provocation from me you have insulied me most grosaly, and this isthe climax. So, before God and inan, be the result upon your own head.” “Out, lying knave——” “Hold,” cried the surgeon, layin, heavily upon the Counts arm. “You e@ no right to speak thus, for you lewer your when pee doit. Ifyou have come to fight, do co hi uora- bly.” i's lips, but 3 antagonist Ye hand ‘An angry reply ya he did not spe’ and said— “Will your sure weapons, sir? Mine muy. bea mite the longest. I seek no advantage; and | have one here of the same length and weight as my own, if you wish it.” “Tam well satisfied as it is,” replied Ruric. “Then take your groand, Are you ready?” “T am!” The two swords were crossed in an instant, with a clear, sharp clang. ‘The above is all of this story that will be pub- lished in our columns. We give this as a sample. The continuation of it from where it leaves off here can only be found in the New York Lapeer, the great family paper, for which the most pe ular writers in the country contribute, and which is for sale at all the stores throughout the city and coun- try, where papers are sold, Remember and ask for the New York Levaer of March 19, and in it you will get the continuation of this story from whore it leaves ofhere. If you cannot get a copy at any hook store, the publisher of the Lupcen will mail you a copy on the receipt of tive cents. ‘The Ledger is mailed to subscribers at $2 a year, or two copies for $3. Address your letters to Robert Bonner, publisher, 44 Ann street, New York. It is the handsomest and best family 7 in the country, elegantly illustrated, and ¢ terized by a high moral tone, Its present circula- tion is over four hundred thousand copies, which is the best evidence we can give of its merits. OPINIONS OF THE PRESS. {From Eliuu Burritt’s Paper. Tur Harry Fawiy.—How many times, in Lon- don, we have stopped to contemplate a confrater- nity of owls, doves, weasels, rabbits, mice, cats, and other noon IPOs 99 Sa eae quadrupeds and bipeds, haired, feathered, bristled, or 4 led, all congregated in a little portable cage, under the name of the Happy Family! How marvellous was it to see a twittering canary bird perched upon the head of the great white owl, and trying to open the heavy cyelids of the sage with its little bill; and a funny, plump little mouse sporting with the whiskers of Senor Grimalkin! Mow young and old, who gazed at the sight, wondeved by what amiable enchantment the master of the menagerie had been able to bring all these contrary dispositions and habits into such delightful complacency and fel- lowship! But Bouner has outdone this Rarey of beasts, birds and creeping screeching things. He has caged a whole jungle of the most antagonistic editors in the United States, and made them per- form as a “happy family” in his Lepcer. O, Bon- ner! What next! Have you any idea of stoppin, anywhere within hailing distance of common nape To think of it! How it s s! How it seems! Bennett, Greeley and Raymond, with their talons drawn, billing and cooing together over romantic sentiments within the lattice work of the Leparr! Well, as honest Van Brunt would say, “something happens almost eyery year.” upon Da e turned to To speak of it! [From the Pennsylvania Demoerat.] Tre New York Langer.—This paper now, as is admitted by all, stands at the liead of newspaper: dom in the United States. Some persons think that th £pece is a dull and insipid affair, exeept- ing t icles written by Hon. Edward Everett; but th a great mistake. Whilst we read with ¥ ¢ the emanations from the classic pen of Everett, and highly apprenig them, there are é nd other writhhgs, mm we reat merit, and thatin our infertor to the productions of Mr. y instance, take the editorial articles entitled, “Whit we are ing on eight ¢ n the No. for He t come to us over a great nly are from the pen of no The same vemarks will apply to ig editorialsin the No. for January 26. needless to specify. Zhe Lepanris de- at, and its euterprisiag publisher justly deserves all the popularity it has sogaived. We are now m i up) a club for it at thi? office, and those who ¢ tosnbecribe should make application at once. Subscription price $1 50. {From tho Mi So Daily Sentinel. ] Boner Nev Cover ap aside of your morning paper, if you choose, with an effort to bring the tide of popularity over your threshold— but in doing it deal in no Munchausen paragraphs of “unparalleled sacri and “stupendous bril- Vinney,’ and “asto: suceess”—leave those phrases to the “gift enterprises’—their novelty is ‘one, and the public have learned to attribut them to other than honest sources. Bonner is 1 cognized as the most brilliant example of adve i ess of late years—but let us rememb * Bonner never Mes, When he tel i h Brown ‘and Senator Seward will literary hands in the next Lepera (imp such a thing wight appear,) you may expect it. {From the Kaasas Chief.] Tn our advertising columns will be found the vospectns of the New York Lenerr, This paper tes attained a world-wide renown, and the publish- er is one of the most enterprising, go-ahead and liberal men that ever engaged in any business. He spends a ek fortune every year in advertising, and is making a fortune for himself by it. has much of the best talent of America engaged ex- clusively = ae the columns of the paper, thereby enabling him to make a paper inevery way worthy of its immense patronage. {From the Schenectady (N. Y.) Daily Star.] Boxnzn AGars.—The “Honschotd Book of Poet. ry,” by Charles A. Dana, has been stecessful enough to create a deal of dissatisfaction. Many of our best poets are not mentioned in it, while others, without fame, are honored with notice. ner Io ge to get outa book warranted to satisly all that Mr. Dana failed, and didn’t fail,to notice. We have no doubt the proposed work will be a sugceas. [From the Lackport (N. Y.) Daily Courier. Auenican Porrs.—Mr. Bonner, of the New York is about preparing a work of American poetry, in which he intends to do justice to the merits of the American poets whose names Mr. Dana has wilfully or negligently left out of his hook entitled “Honsehold Poetry.” In the names enumerated by Konner, as having been overlooked by Dana, and which he intends to eulogize, we do not notice that of ov ost gifted American poet, George D. Prenti hope Bonner hag not over looked hi t popular contributor. We have looked in vain for fie name among Dana’s list, and have often wondered whi his claims to the title of poet should have been ignored. [Mr. Prentice bas not been overlooked. Some of his poems will appear in our forthcoming Book of Poetry —Ep, Levorr,) {From tho Quebec Daily Gazette.) Tne New York Lenornr.—With sneh continued and well directed catering for the intellectnal grati- on of its readers, we cease to become sur- prised at the immens vation attained by the Lepexn, or at its ne ing increase of readers. [From the St. Louis Daily Exproas.) The Leper is now really a good journal—not only for those who read merely to be amused, but likewise for those who seek information and the gratification of a cuitivated-taste. Bonner having secured the attention of the people, has taken the proper steps towards elevating their tastes, as well as towards lilling his own pockets. [From tho Corning (N. Y.) Demme). Bonner modestly calls himself the “Lamb leading the Lions,’ but his succesefnl efforts in establishing the most popular and most interes weekly, en- title him to the honor of being the fon of Pub- 8. coos (From the Peoria (I!1.) Dally Messenger. Bonner, of the New Youk Levan, as il be seen by his advertisement, seems determined to reign supreme in the realm of newspaperdom. The most snecessful journalists, as well as the best writers outside of journalism, are levied npon to help him onward in his march to empire, and when he has the literary world at his command, he will proba bly sigh, a8 did Alexander, for other worlds to conquer. ‘om the Cazenovia (N. Y.) Republican.J The New Yous Lupgzn §s continually furnishing new and substantial attractions for its tens of thou- sands of readers. We notice a series of capiti! whe Roepe Ms epesgusbaemmapen,? wie covalocs e Worth the poles othe pape Saraki ag {Prom tho Washington Daily Star.} Tar New Yore boner My pe six copies of the number of the New York Lrpger first contributed to that containing the urnal b ee eee igre he city ol ls we are corre . that figure re) its its avi ‘chrentatio®’ hers at this time, Weare not surprised at the fact, be- cause it is really conducted with more tact and better taste than any other American week f its class. Mr. Bonner, its publisher, oomemneie vee essential things in the successful conduct of a popu- lar publication. Thus, he 1s a capital judge of the style of composition to please the mass of American readers, he also knows well that a thousand dollars judiciously expended in advertising invariably in- sures a return of atleast two thousand dollars in the way of extra profits, in any business whatever; dhe aso is not afraid to pay lavishly to secure the services of popular ters, such as he an- unces fn the advertisement of his Lepgxn, which will be found in to-day’s Star. {From the Commercial Reporter. Hon. Evwanp Everert.—-It excites fe admira- tion to see the Hon. Edward Everett, the distin- guished scholar, writer, statesman and orator adapt ing his style and matter in the “Mount Vernon Pa- ers,” to the innumerable readers of the New York Leperr. His Mount Vernon papers are beautiful in their simplicity, while they gently lead the reader into fields of historic research and a higher order of thought and investigation, It is not every man who could well fill the pulpit in this vast ca- thedral of humanity and discourse through fifty-two Sabbaths in succession to a million of eager listen- ers, Mr, Everett has heretofore achieved renown among the scholars, and statesmen, and orators of the world. He now ry ips with, and instructs the masses of mankind, and isnot tho proud nor too fastidious to accept the level on which the common inind is most“accessible. He has thus taught the scribes and priests of literature and religion a les- son which they would do well to profit by. If he lives to complete his work, he will embatm his name in the grateful memory of millions of Ameri- can people. f{¥'rom the Clarksville eR Planter.) Tort New Youk Lepgen.-We believe that no man ever lived in the annals of time, whose career in newspaper enterprise has been so remarkable as that of Robert Bonner, the editor and proprietor of the New York Lepaer. Newspapers generally depend chiefly upon their advertising patronage for their pecuniary means, Mr. Bonner positively ex- cludes all advertisements from his columns, aud de- votes his whole space to reading matter. But while he dues not permit others to use his columns to make themselves known to the world, he himself calls into requisition the press of the whole coun- try to keep the merits of the Lencrr before the public eye. Mr. Bonner does nothing on a mode- rate scale. He advertises, not aed or squares, but by columns and pages. Hence not unfre- quently we find a whole page of the New York He- rald occupied with an advertisement of the Lepger. No man ever before lived in this country or the world, who dared venture on so grand and expensive a scale of advertising. No newspaper PrOPEeN ever before paid $10, to one writer for a weekly contribution to his columns fi riod of one year, This is what Mr. Bonner pay: the Hon. Edward Everett for the “Mount Vernon Papers.” We may go further and say that no jour nalist probably in the world ever met with like suc- cess. ‘The circulation of the Lepasr is doubtless larger than that of any other newspaper in Dng- land or America. And yet the editor studiously avoids the intro- duetion into his columns of any matter which could offend the most fastidious moralist. Altogether the Lepger is the best literary news- pare in the country, and we advise all who are lisposed to take a newspaper of that descviption, to try the Lenegr. {From the New York Evangelist.] Avanwing Cirrurge.—It_is shrewdly guessed ahout the streets where editors most do congre- gate, that the Star contributor of the Independent as lately begun to shine in other quarters. Not to put too fine a point upon it, it is more than sus- pected that the man in Ann street who lately car- ried of Edward Everett, by the payment of ten thousand dollars, and who was last seen going round the corner with Mr. Bennett, Mr. Greeley and Mr. Raymond on his back, has just performed the same office for Henry Ward Beecher. Certain it is, that a series of articles has begun to appear in the Levorn, under the title of “Things as they Oc- our, by One who keeps his Eyes and Ears open,” which are very racy.of his style. One of them, “The Canon Ball in’ the Hat,” if not written by him, a Western man would say, “was never written by paybooy else”? The last number of the Chris- tian Intelligencer runs a very amusing comparison between the two papers, showing how the Inde- pendent tries in a feeble way to imitate the adver- lisements of the Leporr, but, giving to the latter the palm of enterprise and success. It closes with avery handsome complimeut to the LepcEn's mo- ral tone. (From the Portemouth (N. H.) Daily Chronicle. An advertisement of the New York Leporr, in another column this morning, contains a list of the most celebrated contributors to the columns of that paper, which, taken together, probably cannot be excelled by the writers for any other publication in the land. Bonner knows how to get up a good paper as well as anybody, and knows how to inte- rest the people in it better than most anybody else. His Leperx “foots up” more satisfactorily than most of the merchants of New York these hard times, and all on account of advertising,too. Why, he has spent $100 in this city of Portsmouth within a fortnight in advertising a four cent weekly paper—a sum whi t frightens most of our busi- Less men to spend in a year. [From the Boston Journal.) Lrerene or Syzvanvs Coss, JR., ox “ THe Re- .”—The tenth lecture of the course the Mechanic Apprentices’ Association, was vlivered in Tremont Temple last evening, by vanus Cobb, Jr. Subject—The Rewards of Life. Mr. Cobb, on being introduced to the audience, remarked that he was to speak upon a plain theme and should use plain language. Few, he said, strove after the rewards of life. .The mistake generally commenced with infancy, and was ¢: ried on’ through sueceeding years. ~ Was it the case that children often had their duties turned into a commodity which they could barter for with their parents,and did they not generally know what was the price set upon these duties? “The method of training up children by re- wards for obedience, and threats for disobedience, was spoken against very strongly. If parents in the last age, he said, had taken more pains to cul- tivate the inner life of their children, instead of in bestowing these physical rewards, society would not now bave so many wrecks of life, picked up by the wayside for protection. The true course was des in detail, blending duties with rewards, and learning children to do right because it was richt. The children of this age should be taught the true way of life, and if there is much around ft that needs reforming, it must be taught the spirit of reform. The man who could stand np and devoutedly and understandingly say, “fam right,” towered a whole stature above all the other forces of earth. The rewards of life were sure, and its punish- ments inevitable. ‘The lecturer then went on to speak of the moral and social rewards of life, which more fally and satisfactorily brought the lecturer into the hearts of his audience, never carrying the audience hy storm, but winning frequent applause, from the purity and justice of his sentiments. [From the Boston Atlas and Beo.} Leervne By SYLVANvs Conn, Jn.—Sylvanus Cob), Jr., the chief story writer of the New York Lenazr, and whose name te familiar allover the continent, lectured last evening, at the Tremont Temple, on “The Rewards of Life’ There was much curiosity to witness Mr. Bonner’sright hand man, and a large audience was present. Mr. Cobb was honored with hearty applause. His lecture was ar tie ical “talle” on important matters of every day ond containéd much good sense and sensible advice. Mr. Cobb is about 35 years of age, stout in person, has a high, commanding forehead, a quick, pene- trating and playfal eye, and a smooth, pleasant voice, He isa genial, whole souled man, of kind heart and generous impulses. Ag a writer he can perform any amount of labor that would prostrate most men. He is a hard working and most worthy man. {From the Baltimore Daily Patriot.) New York Lenosr.—Perhaps no peper in the world las succeeded as well as the New York Leporn, in so short a time. This is owing mainly to two things—the first, that itis a good paper, in the broadest sense of the term; and the second is the immense advertising publicity given to it. (From the Clyde (N. Y.) Times.) Tur Secrer or Svccess.—There are men in this world whom the more we hear and see of them the mote we admire. Among such men, Robert Bonner, of the New York Levoer, demands the admiration of all who admire that talent and tact which com- mands success in business. The means he has used for the attainment of this suecess which astonishes the public are such as but few men wanid dare to nse, and the difficulties and responsibilities such as but few wonld dare to grapple with. The first bold stroke which Mr. Bonner undertook was the paying the monstrous price of $100 per columa for a story from the pen of Fanny Fern. Why he should do so wes a wonder to the muftitnde, but to the inan who could see & far- ther than his neighbors into ransactions: j ewes patpanhs erase Feang eee) writings had and peo and thou- and what w mystery, and the yearning desire to Ueda tay fr sAch a alo see the for unknown editor could be so foolish (as they thought) to pay $100 a colmmn, a demand was cre- ated for the 36K far beyond the publisher's most sanguine expec ations. Another great aid to prosperity Mr. Bonner did not fail to invoke—that of"the couatry press. We well remember receiving a small slip of an adver- tisement, with a notice stating that if we would pabies it twice we should receive an exchange. . Bonner asked then no more than others before him, and do even now ask of editors; but, unlike several, he was content with a modest request, and required no more than about the price of his paper in work. His request was complied with by paper, as well as by many others. We received the LepGen in exchange; and we may add, unlike his cotemporaries, he never forgot his triends; for, as regards this office, the ex has been received regularly in exchange ever since, notwithstanding Mr. Bonner pays usa considerable sum for adver- tising him at occasional periods. No sooner had the $100. column story become tobe commonplace than the reading public were again astonished by the announcement of new con- tmibutors of considerable merit, who were engaged to write solely for the Leper. Here was another new feature, something that had never beep at- tempted before; and, what was more, the stories were to be copyrighted—-would not be published in book form—cotld not be stolen by rival publish- erg:—they must be read in the Leper or not at all. Then commenced the giant scheme of advertis- ing, which has made Bonner the noted man that he is,and his paper the pride of the home circle. Whole pages of the New York Zribune, Heranp and Zimes, were filled with first instalments of every new story in the Liver, and then when the reader became interested in the plot, he would find that “the remainder of this story will be found only in the New York Liscen,” &c.~ These portions of stories were thus advertised in those papers at enormous prices, indeed figuring up to hundreds of dollars per day ineach paper. * Why,” said the public, “the man must mad!” still they must read his paper—and that was what he wanted. Soon came another change, More noted writers were exclusively ongage The style of advertising was changed. The instalments of stories were lessened; but the same space, and sometimes more, at the same enormous cost was oceupied by advertisements containing nothing but a reiteration of a few words. Everything new at- tracts attention, and so did this system of adver- tising. Then Bonner got up another reiterating advertisement, in the shape of a chess-board. Then by that time, he began to he had reached pretty nearly all the readers of the New York dailies ; and commenced to make his name, stories and style of advertising familiar to the readers of our inland city dailiess then to the patrons of the country week- lies, until there is hardly a family unacquaint- ed with the Lipaxr or its publisher. Still, he does not drop one of the main levers of his fame (adver- tising) but keep his name, his paper, and his do- ings before the people in a more modest way, till, erhaps, we shall find his genius in the advertising ine dropping out where least expected, and in a manner to still more’ incite the people to become better acquainted with bim. Again were the public wonder struck by the an- nouncement that $10,000 had been given by Mr. Bonner to the Mount Vernon Association, on condi- ; tion that Hon. Edward Everett would write, week- ly during a year, for the Linger. The price as- tonished the public. The idea of such a noted man writing for the Lencer astonished everybody, aud those who never read that paper now did so for the sake of perusing the writings of Everett. Rut “wonders will never cease.” We this week are surprised by poetry from Bennett, of the New York Heriup, an article each from Gree- ley and Raymond, and still more taken aback with the announcement that a member of the great periodical house of Ross, Jones & Tousey, is about to proceed to London, to establish “an agency there for the sale of the New York Lepcrr. Then will whole colwuns of the “Thunderer” be filled with Leparr advertisements; then will Dickens, Thackeray, Sir E. B. Lytton, Mary Howitt, and all such stars in the lite- rary firmament be paid to shine in the LenceR alone, to the delight of all its readers. We should not be surprised if Prince Albert was engaged to write for the LepGer; the Queen, Victoria, also to furnish a series of articles on her much admired system of home government, for the edification of mothers. The young sailor Prince, too, might fur- nisha series of nautical experiences; and if Bon- ner but lives to a good old age, wo neo no end to his enterprise. There is France with all hergalaxy of literature. The Levee in French, with eed and Prince Napoleon for leading contributors, would not be extraordinary for us; for, to tell the truth, we should not be surprised at anything the New York Lenaer may accomplish or undertake. There is an example in the rapid advancement of Mr. Bonner to prosperity, and of the Lepger to public favor, which inay be taken asa guide by every business man. The means of his successhave been liberal advertising, and making the commodi- ‘y offered for sale of intrinsic value, and always of the same worth, uuless it he varied with improve- ment. Many people have tried advertising; they kept good articles; they have gained a great run of custom; then they cease keeping such good arti- ; their custom lessens; then they discontinue ad ng; their cnstom falls off tore rapidly; still they persist in their neglect of the main fevers of business, and eventually they are ruled out by more enterprising men. Jt should always be re- membered that the two ret levers of business are advertising and honorable dealing. [From the Pniladelphia Press.) TRE FIRSY EPISTLE OF “SAMUEL THE SCRIBE” UNTO THE LEDGERIANS. CHAPTER I. Listen, O Ledgerians! unto the counsel of muel the Scribe,” for his pen is that of a ready writer, and from his words ye may learn wisdom. Yea, ane \ z. And it came to pass in the reign of Franklin, whose surname is Pierce, that there tarried in the land of Gotham a modest man ! 3. Now, this modest man was a disciple of Faust, and he yearned not for the flesh-pots ot Egypt, but for the root of all evil. 4. And he said unto himself, 1 will straightway abandon the “stick” and “case,” and make for my- self fame and fortune, 5. And immediately there was great rejoicing thronghout the land, for the New York Laine ue page strewn broadcast among the inhabitants thereof. 6. New Robert, whose surname js Bonner, said vnto himself, This thing pleases me sl tliy | ad henceforth the Lepoxr shall find an abiding place in every nook and corner of the land, even in the isles of the ocean, 7. And immediately there was gathered into the fold of Robert, whose surname is Bonner, the lile- rati of the land. " 8. Panny, the fascinating, Sylvanus, whose sar- name is Cobb, Lydia, Alice, Emma, Phoebe, Pmer- son, whose surname is Bennett, William, Thomas and George, the mighty poet of the West, all did write for the New York Langer. 9. And Robert rejoiced with ereceding great joy, for his pockets were filled with shekels, and the Lepvoxr circulated freely, yea, prodigiously, CHAPTER 11 1. And it came to pass in the reign of James the Bachelor that the maids and matrons of the land, d Edward, whose surname is Everett, did coun- e with the other concerning the purchase of Mount Vernon on the Potomac, south of the line called Mason and Dixon's. 2. And Edward said, I will straightway prepare a lecture which shall melt the hearts of the people and cause them to contribute their mite unto the fund called Mount Vernon. 3. Now Robert, whose surname is Bonner, when he heard those things, said unto himself, I will gird on ny Wuckler of banknotes and shekles—and as tonish the natives! 4. He accordingly said unto Edward, Thy con- duct commands my admiration, write thou but a single year for the Lencrr and ten thousand dol- lars phigh of the realm shail be thy reward. 5, And Edward said unto Robert, Laccept thy gift-oflering to the fund called Mount Vernon, and will write for the New York Lunes for the space of ae — me as he 6. Now rt was again made 1, yea, thrice happy, for the Lencer did tooremas a8 mul- tiply ten, yea twenty fold. 7. And it came to pass in those days that certain scribes, sojourners in the land of Uncle Samuel, be- camo envious of the success of Robert, and the dipped their pens in gall and wormwood, and said, “how are the mighty fallen!” 8, But Edward, the wise man ofthe East, took no heed of their sayings, and continued to write for the ean fd straightway the flat of the people went n wa forth Edward is vee and Robert is a “brick.” cm, al Wo passin those days th 1, And it also came to pass in those da; at Robert, whose surname is Bonner, had a vision. 2, And in that vision there tera unto him an angel, bearing a scroll) on which was inscribed in letters of gold—“Bexxerc! Greevey!! Rayxonpll!” 3. And Robert said into himself, the licn, the lamb and the fox shall lie down together, and be enfolded in the sheets of the Leporr. a 4. Now, when the multitude heard these thi they were greatly amazed, aud said one unto the popular and, ther, , the ways of this man Bouner tract —e wait ye a little longer, see!” Fie Eas it 5 on the ‘week, a nt BGT WOR a areas coe motion throughout the laud. alta oe ae lean ee % Lo. ai font ert nan ete . Lo, ani saponn lovingly together in the Lenaur. and people thro 0. the ‘out the len, breadth of the land, even Coy aie in the hand of the Jersies, shouted with one accord, Bonner is great, and tha Lencer is bis profit. 5. 0. U. PHILADELPHIA, Jan. 29, 1856, [From the New York Ledger.] Tue Avruorsmy or “New Piymovura.”—There is a very natural and growing desire on the part of the public to learn the name of the author of “A True History of the Colony of New Plymouth,” now in course of publication in our columns. ‘The folowing has an indirect bearing upon this sub- ject:—— The New York Daily Times, in a recent notice of the Atlantic Monthly, maintains that there is an immense falling off in the productions of ‘the Pro- fessor” from those of “the Autocrat,” in that ae zine, and leaves the impression on the minds of its readers that Dr, Holmes is written out. We do not account for the lack of interest in the Professor's papers on such ground. Dr. Holmog is, unqnes- tionably, a man of talent; but, if he give his best thoughts to the New York Lypasr, how can it expected that he will maintain the former interest of his contributions to the Atlantic Moathly? We copy this from the Philadelphia Inquirer of 5p weet Ce gy a Nr & month previous late we ju ed the fe card in the Tribune, Ayhich, cht h ut this matter at rest. Did Tis denial? If'so, we think it is, to athe. i ast, unkind on its part again to refer to matter. In order, however, to dispose of this question finally and forever, we have concluded to publish the card which we addressed to the editor of the Tribune, in our own columns. Itis as follows:— MR. BONNER AND DR. HOLMES. Tone Eprrox or te New York Trisuxe:— Sir—tIn your issue of this morning I find the fol- lowing paragrapbh:— “Tt is stated that Dr. 0. W. Holmes has refused an offer from Mr. Bonner of $5,000 to write half a column weekly, for one year, for the New York Luperr. ‘This, I think, will be news to Dr. Holmes, as I know it is to me, It probably originated in a very bitter Lysol published in the Philadelphia In- uirer about ublication in the Leparr. The Philadelphia edi- r spitefully remarked that although this “ history” contained some govd “hits,” yet that ‘sort ‘of stuff,” in his “humble estimation,” had become “stale, flat and unprofitable;” and that the “ Auto- crat” and the “ Professor,” in the Atlantic Month. ly, were cant and parcel of the same thing.” 1 have no wish, sir, to encroach upon your space by entering into a controversy with the editor of the Inquirer; HH you will ees me to say that I have no doubt, if he be a fair and candid man, and will read two or three instalments of that “history” carefully, he will not form so unfavorable an opinion of it. As to its authorship, Iamnot at liberty to say anything upon that point. Let it be judged on its own merits, unassociated with any name. Re- spectfully, Roserr BONNER. b asad LEDGER Is OUT. > ad LEDGER I8 OUT. ss LEDGER 18 OUT. bi Neat LEDGER 18 OUT. y tana LEDGER IS OUT. — LEDGER 18 OUT. (DHE LEDGER 18 ovr. ed LEDGER IS OUT, (THs LEDGER Is ovr. (HE LEDGER 18 our. ‘pus LEDGER 18 OUT. 7s LEDGER IS OUT. * eed LEDGER 18 OUT. ice LEDGER IS OUT. qu LEDGER 18 OUT. pas LEDGsR IS OUT, (pas LEDGER IS OUT, due LEDGER 18 OUT. Ts LEDGER 18 OUT. mind LEDGER 1S OUT, Y ae LEDGER Is OUT. Y aes LEDGER I8 OUT, _ LEDGER 1S OUT. — LEDGER 18 OUT. aed LEDGER 18 OUT. | Y "mes LEDGSR IS OUT. es LEDGER IS OUT. ed LEDGER 13 ODT. — LEDGER 18 OUT. M ‘gaa LEDGER I8 OUT. <3 LEDGER 18 OYT. Saws LEDGER 1S ODT. we LEDGER I8 OUT. Y get LEDGER IS OUT. ial LEDGER IS OUT. Y juan LEDGER I8 OUT, Maes LEDGER 18 OUT, (PRE LEDGER 1S OUT, Y lina LEDGER I8 OUT, M lad LEDGER I8 OUT. aod LEDGER 18 OUT, + Yaad LEDGBR IS OUT. er eee Bw | M Yoon LEDGER I8 OUT. M Nasal LEDGER IS OUT. U lineal LEDGER IS OUT. M Noel LEDGER 18 OUT, M head LEDGER IS OUT. | _ LEDGER 18 OUT, M ead LEDGER 18 OUT, ‘aad LEDGER Is OUT. — LEDORR 18 OUT. authorship of “A Trae Histo! he Colony of New Plymouth,” now in oon of.