The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1850-06-06
CONTINUED.

We left off at the Press; which has It's
representatives as well on the floor Of beth
Houses of Congress, as in the Reporters
Gallery. We caLnot, however, point out
the Representatives who have once been
members of tho press but your attention
cannot fail TO be attracted 10 the tail gentle
man of venerable mien, hat in gloved hant,
now standing in the rear of Col. Bisell's
seat, his usual sentry-boy. That is "Father
Ritchie," Of the Union, whose appearance OH
the avenue, with,a black coat and white
waist-coat nauow-rimmed hat and rapid
walk, indicate anything bat an approach 10
four score. We must not, however, he
tempted into eulogy OF this glorious old
man, upon whose head so much calumny
has fallen, and whose history is so full OF
instances of disinterested devotion TO ~
political faith. There, TOO, is his associate,
Edmund Burke, the author of the Bundel-
cund free trade papers, and tue late Com
missioner Of Patents. A calm, benevolent,
and intelligent counteuauce, guiltlgss of the
symptom of whisGer or moustache, healthy
proportions, and plain attire, will recall TO
many who know hirn, the bold and fearless
journalist, Who has often deiied the social
aristocracy of the Capitol, in his effective
report of his principles, The younger gen
tleman, in black, with pale face, as ii just
recovered from Illness, is the associate edi-
tor of the Union, Mr.. Overon, OF Virginia,
whose knowledge of politics is as tnoronah
as his opinions are national. Such is the
corps editorial of the Washington Union,
The individual, directly in front of the Spea,
ker's chair--'he House having just adjourned
is A. c, Bul!itt formerly of the PicGyune,
and recently of this Republic. We mean the
gentleman with the broad trimmed hat,
rather expansive shirt.collar, large, ful face,
sc. 1t need not be saii that he is a very
able writer, though rather inert. He is wit
ty, agreeable, and choice companion; and
his house has been the abode of hospi tally
ever since he opened lis doors. Johr o. Sar.
gent, his editorial co-mate, is the dapper lit
lie person, rather dandiGed in his dress, now
in conversation with disafTected Wing al
the Clerks desk.-He is a waspish writer
iond of 5II52sand:ss OF expression, and moi
over-addicledto to stalsrcss-unless mey are
figures of speech. He has had sonHe eSpe-
rience IN the press, but is evidently better Al
literary labors than political polemics. Mr.
Burnley is the business man of the Republic
"a Kentuckan by birth, we think-and is
at Bullit's side, as sleek and as well-brushed
as if that excellent newspaper had not been
overflaughed. His placid and ingenious
manners have made him many friends You
will notice the short, stout, busting gentle.
man, with gouiy walk, and jolly face; that is
Joseph Gales, of the National IateNgencer
one of the most accomplished s,enographer.
Of any country--though he rarely shows il
now-one of the most complete newspaper
writers, and one of the most hospitable geu
iemen. Do you know Jesse L. Dow. the
"Heroic Age,"of the Union, the poe, the o.
ator, the editor, &C.? There you have him
in a good humored face, a light frame, ant
iaunty air. He isin animated conversation
with John c. Rives Of the Glob-a tall, mus
cular, ard rather awkward form, head o
sandy hair, and fondness for tobacco writ
ten on his collar and shirt bosom in many
yellow character.-Such is his exterior, bu
nowhere is there a more generous heart. or