CONTENTS PAGE JAMES GORDON BENNETT, HORACE GREELEY, AND HENRY J. RAYMOND. 2 EARLY YEARS—SENATOR HENRY B. ANTHONY. 4 THE PATIENT AND DOCTOR. 5 WAR WITH GREAT BRITAIN. 7 TREMENDOUS DISPLAY OF CRINOLINE. 7 A QUEER LETTER. 7 LIFE OF STEPHEN H. BRANCH. 9 [Illustration: STEPHEN H. BRANCH’S ALLIGATOR.] Volume I.—No. 8.] SATURDAY, JUNE 12, 1858. [Price 2 Cents. James Gordon Bennett, Horace Greeley, and Henry J. Raymond. I shall review the editorial career of these men, (whom I regard as extremely vicious,) and I shall begin with Bennett, because he is the eldest and biggest villain of the trio. I have written for the _Herald_ since I was a student at Cambridge in 1836, for which I have received only $250. I have written for the _Times_ nearly since its advent, for which I have received nothing. I have written for the _Tribune_ since the first year of its existence, for which I have received nothing but infinite detraction. So, in all I may say of these ungrateful scoundrels, I shall evince no ingratitude or treachery. Bennett’s face is the reflection of hell and the prince of devils. In conversation, he is obscene and blasphemous, and thoroughly wicked in every thought, and to listen to his obscenity, and blasphemy, and corrupt suggestions, in his old age, makes one shudder with horror to the inner temples of the soul. He is a low and cunning Scotchman, of a large brain, of superficial cultivation—has no critical knowledge of grammar, and his orthography is quite imperfect—could accurately define Websters “science,” only as it represents the mode of extortion—has read very little—is an unnaturalized alien, and a monarchist of the deepest dye. His leading motive, since he acquired his almighty dollar position as a journalist, has been to corrupt the people, and thus subvert our institutions, and cast us again into the embraces of British despots, whom he still loves, and will ever recognize as his native masters. His wife permanently resides in Europe, and the son who bears his name was educated in London, Paris, and Vienna,—and Bennett himself has passed most of his latter years in Europe, with flying visits to America to black mail private citizens and the politicians in our Municipal, State, and National elections. As incontrovertible evidence of his sympathy with corruptionists, he never wrote a syllable in favor of the election of an honorable man to office. In the abstract, he prates of virtue, and has always denounced public rogues as no other man in America, but concretely and in the assassin’s ambush, he toils from choice and for a cash consideration to elect prison birds for our rulers. As long as the candidate for office holds him through a