Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1867-04-19

I edltors-Pr Professor Schem, a man Of rare ac
complIshmeuts, said TO be great linguist
and Withal modest, indefatigable worker
At his side is Robert johnson, new conner
Of whom all that We know is that he is az
unexceptionable writer on foreign affeirs.
and left Jamaica, where he had a seat In the
I Legislature, to avoid the fate of Gordon
In another corner is Page the city editor
! about thirty, we should think-to whose
/ tact and vigilance the we'll dressed city news
1 OF the Tribune bears witness. That lady
| who passes unveiled-or else we should ven
/ ture on a descriptions Mrs Calhoun q
I young lady, and Tribune editor. one of the
/ most gifted, and who knows since women
( have intellectual gifts BOW days, which the
! best pens are bound to respect, perhaps thg
most brilliant of all the Tffblg1e corps THAT
other young lady, so fresh and sparkling
| that she appears to have just been romping
1rt Of an ApeEiean school rashrr thar 20
have ever talked with Walter Savage Ian
dor IN ltaiy-has just passed into the mana
ger room. 1t is Miss Kate Field, the Wi
ter Of those admirable, but too enthusiastic,
hIstou criticisms IN the Tribune She bow
ed just now to William Winter, theatrical
critic, poet, essayist, aud honorable gentle
man and chaste writer, whom not to know
one way or other Is not to be journalist in
New \ ork. There Is 4 quaint elderly man
With farmers face, who used to paint
those queer, Dutch pictures of farm life in
the "D0Dgola letters, who assists Solon
Robinson, and whose name is Nathan Meek
er. A tall, good looking fellow, with the
face OF young professor, is Hassard, who
wrote Life Of Archbishop Hughes, and
occupied Bipley's place while the veteran
reviewer was in Europe. Cigar in mouth,
cane in hand, and somewhat better favored
in the flesh than the ''physiognomy Of
shades, that make up the popular idea of
an editorial room, comes this way the mu-
slcai critic, Henry C., Watson. These are
the principal members of the Tribune team
as 1t runs to-day We are not sure that we
have told them all of, or have done them
impartial justice. The driver is not visible
at this time. He sits in a warm room, TO
one side, well fitted up, and ornamented with
busts, pictures and curi0sities generally
holding busy levee, or trying TO see to the
bottom Of an immense mail-giving no sign
but the occasional tinkle Of little bell
bile we sit in waiting with train of news
paper clients, let us take an Imaginative
glance at him.
John Russell Young was born in 1910 in
an anti-slayery locality, somewhere in Ches-
ter county, Pennsylvania So up to this
date, the present managing editor OF the
Tribune, filling a chair Of responsibility
which none but men almost twice his age
have occupied heretofore. cannot be older
than tWenty-six.
\ quiet young fellow-that is the stran-
ger. S irst prepossession Of the we'll built,
mlIdle sized gentleman who sits back In the
manager chair reading a letter or listening
70 an application. 4 good talker you find
hlm, 1t you are expert to trap him into
topic Of sufficient interest to a daily news
paper-a good one to talk about Washington
politics. for, man and boy he has learned
don ind him ignorant Of men affde TTIFg'3
for he has travelled that way, too. Soldiers
can tell him little that Is new, for he has
read the history of campaigns, and gone bat
tle-Yard in Louisiana and Virginia. Gossi-
pers Of Finance find him inleligent-for has
he not had charge OF loan? Literary folks
discover that he has cultivated tastes and
wide reading. Probe him on all sides and
this youngest of managers Is not shallow.
just such q many minded sympathizer and
worker managing editor should be. 9th
crWise described, our journalistic hero has
q young face, spare but somewhat large,
with downward east OF thought, a pTomi-
nent. pointed nose. and very large and
dominant head. The face IS one on which
hair can not grow fast. 1t Is the clear and
expressive fruntispiece of a shrewd, nervous,
cautious, but incessant thinker, who is not
troubled with billiousness, but looks as if he
had worked hard, and would never cease to