Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1859-04-01

which the honor OF the nation is so deeply involved
may meet with speedy consummaton.
March Odd SUSAN L. PELLET
From the Boston Post.
The Ledger Mana Sketch.
Bonner has become institution, and such merits
place in the menagerie of New York lions. Much
cannot be said of his local surroundings Very small
investments has he made in the paatal line, and the
Eolian cave whence issue his weekly bowngs. has very
much of the simple grandeur of VirgiPs beau ideal-
Dark dirty and dismal the Grub street of Ledgerdom,
and the stairs by which you ascend to the hebdomnal
heaven Of many hearts and hopes are each step,
namented by the central bulb Indicative Of constant tray
C. Once up, you enter room TOOmy enough tor that
matter, but indescribably Gingy-One would think it
the very headquarters of the doleul dumps crowded
with old tables, and mpromptu resting places
for piles of pa. Girls abound who with their well
feshed arms / / the Ledger" Young nr-
merousy around looking vastly important and gazing
bravey at The assn invader of their literary Alhambra.
The walls are considerably dirt washed cobwebs es-
toon the ceiling and cornices scraps of paper mostly
manuscript strew the oOr-sma need of carpet there
You take lee urch to the left and in corner where
window has been fenced off, to light limited amount
of sancum you the possessor Of all this regal spen-
dor-the head that holds the lever (whose fulcrum is
pile of Ledgers that the universe. Here sits and
regns the magnifcently monotonous himself.
You tremblingly and in spite of the forbiddng look
OF young employee close by, push open the sash door,
with dirty glass, that forms the only barrier between
yourself and the great Napoleon of newspaperdom If
your luck accords you the monopoly of the occupant
you greeted with pleasant and genial smile, which
is, however, slightly tnged with I'm Bonner sha-
ding. You meet, face to face, the great Am of the
Ledger. He is not handsome man, nor is he homely
but is what cockney would call 'alf and 'af. He is
well dressed, rathersh short, with stout frame, big
head, dark hair and Hudbrastc goatee. When sit
ting he has way of planting himself in his chair,
stretching out his legs and swallowing his head, by
snowy, though it has takeiteasy look. He has
bright humorous eye, and loves particularly il
It's of his getting. His speech is fluent but
the burrrr betrays the overthewater antecedents OF
the speaker. Se-compacency is Roberts cardinal
characteristic. He is wonderfully sefsatisfed-a ball
of Bob Bonner to speak. Withal he has patroni-
zng way of prasing the Acknowledgements kindly OF
Bryant and that ilk rather likes the Evening Posts
jokes, but they're nothing to the wit and Wisdom col
of the Ledger He drops very few sentences from
which you cannot gather that Bonner is the high priest
of civilization and progress-n fact the hub of the lit
erary universe. For do not Everett and SAKE and
Prentice, and Hollow? p Fernes and Cobb, Junior
bloom and blow at his behest and at his expense?
But Bonner has funds-he pays the printer, and bet
ter than that he pays the authOr-sO there is nothing
more to be said than that Bonner is great but greater
is his profit" NoRwEsTER.
BAD PRoPERTY.-Some twenty years ago, there was
an old darkey named Cate, living in the Eastern part
of North Carolina, the mouth of of the rivers
that empty into Pamlico Sound. Cato was ferryman
at the point and his master allowed him certain por
ton of his wages, with agreement that he might pur
chase his freedom for six hundred dollars He had saved
up three hundred and handed it his MASTER and re-
oiced in the possession of onehaf of himself One night
long after, as he crossing the ferry alone violent
storm arose. His boat tossed about, and finally up
set and Cato after great eXerton, succeeded in reaching
the shore The next morning he presented himself with
the following inquiry
"NIassa John, l wants TO ak you who owns dis
nigga?'
why, | own one-half OF you Cato; you own the
other halt
"Well, MasSa won't you please buy back my half?'
" If you desire it, Cato But what has changed your
mind SO suddeny?''
jest please han over dem free hundred dollars
Come gettin drownded last night Nigga proper
ty d--n bad property
GETTING Our OF CLOSE QUARTERs.--A correspon.
dent of the Columbus (Ga Enquirer tells the follow.
( ing:
Gov. D., of Florida, was as celebrated for his
waggery as for his executive qualifications Giving a
crowd of gaping listeners account of the strange
things he had seen during his peregrinaions through
the far West he said /" Fact gentlemen the trees
close together in Arkansas that you may travel
for days without finding them more than three feet
apart and then the game such vast numbers oil
bualoes and bears and wild cats but in all the world
/ never saw such deer !"
/" What OF the deer, Gov. D. ?' asked squint
eyed descendant Of Nimrod, who, to use his own ex
preston, druther hunt nor eat any time and so he
had fssssse=e. 49,
80, the biggest bouncing bucks you ever saw =
Why, my dear sir, the woods are perfectly alive with
them charging about with great branching horns full
four feet apart.
"Well, but Gov D., if the trees are only three
feet apart, and the deers' horns four want you to
tell me how they get through
90; well, that's their look out haze nothing tc