STATEN ISLAND JOURNALISM. Ill 



tion office was located on Richmond Terrace, New Brighton, some- 

 where between York avenue and Belmont Hall. It contained eight 

 pages of three columns each, was ably edited, neatly printed, and 

 reflected credit upon its manager. The editor was the son of the 

 publisher of the Free Press, and had been connected with that paper. 

 The first number contained a steel engraving, entitled, "A View of 

 New Brighton," by Chapman, and later on there were printed engra- 

 vings of the Pavilion Hotel and the castle-like residence of Mr. A. G. 

 Ward, still standing at the corner of Richmond terrace and Franklin 

 avenue. "Everyone will remember," says the editor, "that as re- 

 cently as 1834 the present Richmond terrace, which now forms one 

 of the finest drives in the country, was the very worst tatter of a road 

 on Staten Island. Where, so lately as the year '34, the uncherished 

 domicile of Capt. Lawrence, with the dilapidated stillhouse opposite, 

 and three or four random cottages around, were the only objects 

 around to occupy the visual organs ; now the stately Pavilion and its 

 surrounding palaces do honor to the emboldened shore, that, brist- 

 ling from the sloping chain of mountains in its rear, leaps like a 

 startled deer upon the bay and arches up its antlers of Corinthian as 

 if doubting whether to proceed." 



In the same issue is a "History of Staten Island, chapter 1, by the 

 Rev. Dr. Van Pelt," (who was pastor of the Dutch Reform Churches 

 of Port Richmond and Richmond,) who also contributed an excellent 

 outline history of the Huguenots, our earliest settlers. I quote from 

 the editorial address : 



" In commencing the arduous duties of a public journalist, we rev- 

 erently bow to the ' usages ' and time-honored customs so religiously 

 observed in such matters, and herewith essay to make known our 

 rules of guidance. Those who will expect this paper to support and 

 close up the deformities of any political party, must, at the outset, 

 be undeceived. Those, also, who will image us as either the radical 

 enemy of all social distinctions, or the court journalist of our Anglo- 

 American aristocrats, must also be apprised of their error. Many of 

 our compeers who affect to hold in abhorrence everything that savors 

 of antiquity, although they have yielded reluctant obedience to this 

 necessary requirement, have only in the same breath declared open 

 war against the practice ; and with all the punctillious devotion of 

 the Quaker, have grumbled at the stem necessity which has com- 



