The Lives of PETER COOPER and JAMES GORDON BENNETT are omitted this week. My Journal is so small, and my advertisements increase so rapidly, that I shall not be able to continue the lives of these distinguished men in every issue. But in my next number, the Lives of Cooper and Bennett will appear. These men have silenced those who have threatened to publish their wicked antecedents, but they will never silence me, only through imprisonment, or poison, or assassination, which I have reason to believe they contemplate. All the wholesale dealers stopped selling the ALLIGATOR three weeks since, lest Bennett would not let them have the _Heralds_ for their country agents. I strove to fasten the fact upon him, that he directed the wholesale dealers to stop selling the ALLIGATOR, and if I had nailed upon his forehead his Napoleonic edicts to suppress the liberty and circulation of the American Press, I would have deliberately gone into his office, and shot him dead. No foreign unnaturalised scab like Bennett, shall trample with impunity the precious rights, and the glorious liberty that George Washington and my Grandfather bequeathed to me. So, Mr. Bennett, and Fred. Hudson, just have a care, and I implore you in your persecution, to keep your keen eyes strongly riveted on the last feather that broke the poor camel’s back. ------------------------------------ _It is very strange_ what has become of the stereotype plates containing James Gordon Bennett’s curious relations with Fanny Elssler, during her famous sojourn in America. Can you inform me, Ross & Tousey, where they are? If you will tell me, I will not tell Bennett that you told me, which will not give him a pretext to stop your supply of _Heralds_ again, by which you told me you lost several thousand dollars. Besides, if he does, you can get rich fast enough by selling the _Ledger_ and ALLIGATOR. So tell us where these mysterious plates can be found. Perhaps they are on storage in Philadelphia. “Who knows?” as the amiable Dr. Wallace very often says at the close of his abrupt and hurried _Herald_ editorials, when he is thirsty or hungry, or wants to go to the Theatre or Opera. ------------------------------------ _Mr. Erben_, the Trinity Church Organ Grinder, will please inform me if he owns a house in Baxter street, and if the character of the inmates are as respectable as himself, and especially the females. James Gordon Bennett will also please go into Baxter street, and ascertain and inform me if Mr. Erben’s house is as reputable as Helen Jewett’s old residence, at No. 41 Thomas street. Speak out, Satans Numbers One and Two. ------------------------------------ I had to omit the continuation of my LIFE this week, which will appear in the next number of the “ALLIGATOR.” ------------------------------------