J.M. Bundy New York Evening Mail.

Journal of Commerce.

David M. Stone Journal of Commerce.

To begin at the beginning in the description of a metropolitan newspaper is not an easy thing, for where the beginning is, after the issue of the first number, can not be said with certainty. Before one issue is complete, preparations are making for the next, and at the moment the night editor saw the last "form" put on the press that morning when the two visitors were in his office, special correspondents were already working in the interests of the paper at London, Paris, Berlin, and St. Petersburg; they were travelling on horseback and on camel-back, in steamers and railway cars, and by many conveyances much less common; they were attached to every exploring expedition, and were listening to debates in the great Parliament Houses; they were unearthing antiquities in ruined cities, and interviewing Prime Ministers; in brief; they were everywhere, and it can be said of them, as something similar was said of the British flag, that the sun never sets upon them, and that they never sleep.

But the local work of the day begins in the City Department, which includes the city editors and reporters, and which exemplifies the thoroughness of the system by which a metropolitan newspaper is made. In the number and ability of the staff, and in the completeness of organization, we believe that the journals of no other city compare with those of New York. In London, Manchester, and other English towns, local news is gathered in a hap-hazard fashion; hut in New York every point to which news may possibly come is occupied with fidelity and diligence by experienced men.

The city editor is usually a well-paid and able writer, with resources at his command that especially qualify him for his position, and his coadjutors are mostly young men of ambition, who have done wisely and well in beginning their career at the bottom of the ladder.

Some years ago, when the writer held the place of second assistant to a noted city editor, his superior was approached by a fashionably dressed and pleasant-faced youth, who prefaced a request for employment with the statement that he had recently graduated from Princeton, and presented several excellent letters of introduction. The editor politely said that he would be glad to have him try his hand among the reporters, at which the applicant shrugged his shoulders, and replied, with unconscious impudence, that he expected a chance as "special correspondent, editorial writer, or something of that sort." Poor boy! his ambition overleaped itself,