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U'lthr4 I.Mrel-AVrrtU ami Broken
Heart.
A Scene From Uulircr'x Zanoni.
It was the close of day upon the shores
Uf beauteous Naples. The low murmuring waves
That rose and fell upon the " Siren's sea''
tlieamed like pale rubies in the sunset glow ;
The Jim isle, veiled in mists of silver, rose
lar through the dim and shadowy atmosphere :
The pale, sweet stars shone calm and beautiful
In the lilue diadem of night, and shapes
(if loveliness and beauty seemed to steal
lYrtli from the soft and deepening shades, as
Love
An 1 star-eyed Hope and pensive Memory
Steal from the twilight of the heart. Afar,
Like a huge column moving in the heavens,
Soared the gray smoke of old Vesuvius,
t'nm its broad base of lurid flavie; the shaft,
of Maro's tomb alove the beettling cliS'
Was drawn against the deep, blue sky, the soft
The scattered gardens of the Caprea shone,
Like wrecks of Paradise." No human voice
l'.roke the deep spell of silence and repose
TLat rested like a calm, mysterious dream
l''on the landscape, yet the air still seemed
All musical and strangely tToque-nt
With tin- hushed cadences and pn-Ssion sighs
Uf Jeep nii'l burnii'g love.
Ah ! raid this ccnc
Of loveliness and deep screnitj-.
The traces of despair and woe and death
Were darkly visible. Tire twilight's last
Sweet, rosy smile of gentleness and love
Stole softly,' calmly, beautifully through
The parted vines that bloomed and clustered o'er
The window of an humble cottage home,
And fell upon the white brow of the dead,
As human love falls vainly on the heart
Of cold despair. Alone the minstrel slept
In his uubreatbing rest. Upon the floor,
lieside him, lay the cherished laurel-wreath,
Ilia only wealth, the guerdon of his toils,
The one dear boon for which, through weary
years
Of bitter sorrows, he had patiently
Struggled and suffered, pouring forth his wild,
I-ep soul of music, while keen agony
Was tearing his great besirt. There, there it lay
All pale and withering, like the throbless brow
Whence it had fallen.
There, beside him too,
Ihnkea and silent lay his barbiton,
Hi own familiar, in whose spirit tones
His spirit e'er had found in joy and grief
A faithful echo. It had been his friend,
True and unfailing, 'mid the darkened wrecks
Of human friendship. It had been his love,
His child, his life, and his religion. lie
H.-id talked to it at twilight's wizard hour,
The hour that now closed over it and him,
And it had answered him in tones of more
Than earthly sympathy. And he hail won,
W ith its dear aid, the wreath so fondly deemed
The emblem of fame's immortality.
Cut now the dust was on its loosened chords ;
That, like his own dark tresses, swept the floor,
To sound no more, save when perchatioe the wind,
Straying at night-fall through that ruined cot,
Should gently stir them with its breath of sighs,
To one low wail, one melancholy moan,
lor him who so had loved them.
'Twas a scene
To move the heart to tears. The world around,
The air, the earth, the sky, the ocean, seemed
Flooded with beauty ; eTcry isle that gleamed
la the deep sea, and every sweet star-isle
That glittered in the blue sky, seemed a bright
Calaypso of the heart ; yet in that lone
And silent cottage home, the roinstrel pale
T he wreath that he had purchased with the cries,
The wild shrieks of the spirit and the lyre,
The 6fie companion of his life of toil,
His heart's dear idol moldered side by side,
Inheeded by the careless race of men.
L.01I3VILLE,
Feb., 1852.
MATTIE.
The Yacht America.
Some time since, an English paper, envious
f the fame of the yacht America, started a re
Port that the purchaser of that beautiful craft
as disappointed in her, and was .anxious to sell
er at & reduced price. This report, which was
eagerly seized upon by the English papers, was,
hout doubt, unfounded. It will be seen, by
he following extract of a letter, dated Malta,
eb. 6, that the performance of the yacht, on
W Mediterranean voyage has been highly sat
Jsfactory :
''The America, the wonder of the day among
jacbts, arrived here on the 2nd hist. She came
in beautiful style, after laymg-to for hours in a
heavy gaie from N N IIcr noWj owncr
le Elanquiere, is loud in her praises as a
Tssel of remarkable speed and buoyancy. She
illbe within four points of the wiud and do
fifteen knots an hour with ease. Sine leav
lng England she has had a fair share of heavy
father, and had there been any truth in the
gnostics of her detractors, that Jier masts
uld te carried away in bad weather, and
other similar follies, there was every possible
opportunity of their being realized. But the
pretty craft nobly did her duty, doing her 14
knots for a whole night, w hen running with but
her jib set, and all bad weather at defiance.
During her stay she has been visited by numbers
of persons. The America will proceed to-morrow
to Alexandria."
THOMAS 3IOOKE.
The last quarter of the last century will over
be a memorable period in the history of litcra-
ture, niuileJ as it was by the aiipciinnoc, not
of oue g'eat light merely, but by a great galaxy.
Wordsworth, Coleridge, Scott, Byron, Moore,
Hunt, Shelly, Campbell, "Wilson, Lamb, Southey,
Rogers, were all born within period -eighteen
years ; they have been going out in -equally
rapid succession. Scarcely have we become fa
milliar with the fact that Wordsworth no longer
lives, when the tidings reach us that the author
of " Lalla Rookh," the wit, the gentleman, the
poet, the politician, the "bard of all circles, the
idol of his own," has also gone the way of all
; earth. There are but three left to follow him
j Roger. Hunt and Wilson.
j The leading facts in the life of the departed
, -ct have already been spread before the world
; in the columns of the daily press, and we need
' not repeat them in ours. Of late years the
j world has heard little of Moore, the decay of his
J mental powers having anticipated the date of his
(physical death. Let us, therefore, look behind
; the curtain of his closing years, and see how
; Thomas Moore appeared to those who saw him
in his prime.
j 'i'weiity-fivc years ago, Moore visited Sir Wal
ter Scott, at Abbotsford, for the first and only
time in his life. In Sir Walter's journal we find
the following allusion to his visit :
" I saw Moore (for the first time, I may say)
this season. We had indeed met in public twen
ty years ago. There is a manly frankness, with
perfect eae and good-breeding, about him which
is delightful. Not the least touch of the poet or
the pedant. A little very little man. Les, I
think, than Lewis, and somewhat like him in
person; God knows, not iu conversation, for
Matt, though a clever fellow, was a bore of the
I first description. Moreover, he looked always
1 like a school-boy. Now Moore has none of this j
insignificance. His countenance is plain, but
the expression so very animated, especially in
speaking or singing, that it is far more interes
ting than the finest features could have render
ed it.
I was aware that Byron had often spoken,
both in private society and in his journal, of
Moore and myself, in the same breath, and with I
the same sort of regard ; so I was curious to see
I what there could bo in common betwixt us, !
Moore having lived so much in the gay world,
j 1 in the country, and with people of business,
and sometimes with politicians ; Moore a scholar,
i I none; he a musician and artist, I without
j knowledge of a note ; he a democrat, I an oris- ;
tocrat with many other points of difference ; j
( besides his being an Irishman, I a Scotchman, (
and both tolerably national. Vet there is a point f
Kf lll7iailV. Vj tall'a ( O V Uil UliVi V Csal, K V WAX
good-humoured fellows, who rather seek to enjoy
what is going forward than to maintain our dig
nity as lions ; and we have both seen the world
too widely and too well not to contemn in our
souls the imaginary consequence of literary peo
ple, who walk with their noses in the air, and
remind me always of the fellow whom Johnson
met in the ale house, and who called himself
"lite great Tivalmly inventor of the Jloodyate iron
for smoothing linen.'" lie also enjoys the 2Iot
pour rire, and so. do I. It was a pity that noth
ing save the total destruction of Byron's Me
moirs would satisfy his executors. But their
was a reason 1'remat Xoz alia. It would be a
delightful addition to life, if T. M. had a cottage
within two miles of one. We went to the thea
tre together, and the house being luckily a good
one, received T. M. w ith rapture. I could have
hugged them, for it paid back the debt of the
kind reception I mer with in Ireland."
In his " Pencillhigs by the way," N. V. Willis
Esq., Editor of the N. Y. Home Journal, thus
describes the bearing of Moore, at a dinner par
ty, given by Lady Blessington, with singular fe
licity. We copy a passage or two :
" I called on Moore, with a letter of introduc
tion, and met him at the door of his lodgings.
I knew him instantly from the pictures 1 had
6en of him, but was surprised at the diminu
tivcaess of his person. He is much below the
middle size, and with his white hat and long
chocolate frock-coat, was far from prepossessing
in his appearance. With this material disadvan
tage, however, his address is gentleman-like to
a. very marked degree, and I should think no
one could see Moore without conceiving a strong
liking for him. As I Vas to meet him at dinner,
I did not detain him. In the moment's conver
sation that passed, he inquired very particularly
after Washington Irv ing, expressing for him the
warmest friendship, and asked what Cooper was
doing.
I was at Lady Blessington s at eight. Moore
had not arrivod, but the other persons of the
party a Russian count, who spoke all the lan
guages of Europe as well as his own, a Roman
banker, a clever English nobleman, and the
" observed of all observers," Count do Orsay,
stood in the window upon the park, killing, as
they might, the melancholy twilight half how
preceeding dinner.
" Mr. Moore !" cried the footman at the bot
tom of the staircase. " Mr. Moore !" cried the
footman at the top. And with his glass at his
eye, stumbling over an ottoman, between his
near-sightedness and the darkness of the room,
enters the poet. Half a glance tells you that he
is at home on a carpet. Sliding his little feet
up to Lady Blessington, (of whom he was a lover
when she was sixteen, and to whom some of the
sweetest of his songs wero written,) he made
his compliments with a gayty and -an ease, com
bined with a kind of worshipping deference, that
was worthy of a prime-minister at the court of
love. With the gentlemen, all of whm he knew,
he had the frank, merry manner of a confident
favourite, and he was greeted like one. He went
from one to the other, straining back his head to
look up at them, (for singularly enough, every
gentleman in the room was six feet high and up
ward,) and to every one he said something which,
from anyone else, would have seemed peculiarly
felicitous, but which fell from his lips as if his
breath was not more spontaneous.
Dinner was announced, the Russian handed
down "miladi," and I found myself seated op
posite Moore, with ablaieofligbton his Bacchus
head, and the mirrors with which the superb
octagonal room is pannelled reflecting every nw-
tiou. To sec him only at table, you would think
him not a small man. His principal length is in
his body, and his head and shoulders are those
of a much larger person. Consequently he sits
tall, and with the peculiar erectness of head and
uack, his climimitivenes'S disappears."
-ifc
" Moore's head is distinctly before me while I
write, but I shall find it difficult to descrjbe. His
hair, which curled once all over it in long ten
drils, uulike any body else's in the world, and
w hich probably suggested his nobriquet of "Bac
chus," is diminished now to a few curls sprinkled
with gray, and scattered in a single ring above
his ears. His forehead is wrinkled, with the ex
ception of a most prominent development of the
organ of gayety, which, singularly enough, shines
with the lustre and smooth polish of a pearl, and
is surrounded by a semicircle of lines drawn
close about it, like entrenchments against Time.
His eye3 still sparkle like a champagne bubble,
though the invader has drawn his pcncillings
about the corners ; and there is a kind of wintry
red, of the tinge cf an October leaf, that seems
enamelled on his cheek, the eloquent record of
the claret his wit has brightened. His mouth
is the most characteristic feature of all. The
lip are delicately cut, slight, and changeable as
an aspen ; but there is a set-up look about the
lower lip, a determination of the muscle to a
particular expression, and you fancy that you
can almost see wit astride upon it. It is written
legibly with the imprint of habitual success. It
is arch, confident, and half diffident, as if he
were disguising his pleasure at applause, while
another bright gleam of fancy was breaking on
him. The slightly-tossed nose confirms the fun
of the expression, and altogether it is a face that
sparkles, beams, radiates everything but feds.
Fascinating beyond all men as he is, Moore looks
like a worldling.
This description may be supposed to have oc
cupied the hour after Lady Blessington retired
from the table ; for with her vanished Moore's
excitement, and everybody else seemed to feel
that the light had gone out of the room. Her ex
cessive beauty is less an inspiration than the
wondrous talent with which she draws from ev
ery person around his peculiar excellence. Talk
ing better than anybody else, and narrating,
particularly, with a graphic power that I never
saw excelled, this distinguished woman seems
striving only to make others unfold themselves ;
and never had diffidence a more apprehensive
and encouraging listener. But this is a subject
with which I should never be done.
We went up to coffee, and Moore brightened
again over his ehasse.-cafe, and went glittering on
with criticisms on Grisi, the delicious songstress
now ravishing the world, whom he placed above
all but Fasta ; and whom he thought, with th
exception that her legs were too short, an in
comparable creature. This introduced musio
very naturally, and with a great deal of difficul
ty he was taken to the piano. My letter is get
ting long, and I have no time to describe his
singing. It is well known, however, that its
effect is only, equalled by the beauty of his own
words; and, for one, I ceuld have taken him into
my heart with my delight, ne makes no attempt
at music. It is a kind of admirable recitative,
in which every shade of thought ia sylabled and
dwelt upon, and the sentiment of the song goes
through your blood, warming you to the very
eyelids, and starting your tears, if you have soul
or sense in you. I have heard of woman's fain
ting at a song of Mrore's ; and if the burden of
it answered by chance to a secret in the bosom
of the listener, I should think, from its compara
tive effect upon so old a stager as myself, that
the heart would break with it.
We all sat around the piano, and after two or
three songs of Lady Blessington's choice, he
rambled over the keys awhile, and sang " When
first I met thee," with a pathos that beggars
description. When the last word had faltered
out. he rose and took L.dy Blessington's hand.
said good night and was gone before a word was
uttered. For a full minute after he had closed
the door no one spoke. I could have wished,
for t myself, to drop silently asleep where I sat,
with the tears in my eyes and the soflness upon
my heart,"
Thus has ono poet drawn for posterity a pic
ture of another, more valuable far than any ef
fort of the painter's skill. The painter rescues
jrim oblivion the lineaments of the countenance,
and the contour of the person ; but the picture
of which the above is a part, presents to us the
wiiote ms, as c k- Lc spoke os Le
thought and felt, and a3 he affected to unuJi
and feel.
We cannot better conclude our notice than by
appending the lines of Byron, the last of which
Mr Willis quotes in the passage above. They
were addressed extempore to Mooro in Italy, just
as the two poets were on the eve of a long sep-
eration. They show how warm a friendship
Moore could inspire even in the . " wayward
heart" of Byron
My boat is on the shore,
And my Lark is on the sea
liMt, before I go, Tom Moore.
Here's a double health to thee.
Here's a sigh to those who love me,
And a smile to those who hate ;
And whatever tk'g above me,
IIere,s a heart for every fate.
ITioagh the ocan roar around me,
Yet it still &ka!l bear on
Though a desert should surround me,
It hth springs that may be won.
Wert the last drop in the well,
And I gaspiuj on the brink,
Ere my faioting spirit fell,
'Tis to thee that I would drieg.
In that water, a this wine,
The libation I would pour
Should be Peace to thee and thine.
And a health to thee, Tom Moore 1
Mooro died in the fifty-second year of his au
thorship, and the seventy second of his age.
His death, a happy release from the hopeless
darkness of mental imbecility, has ushered him
into the unfading light of immortality, Beaco
to his aemorv !
WAR'S YOl'R 1IOSS
Some years since when the State of Missouri
was considered "Far West," there lived on the
bank of the river of the same name of the State,
a substa.u4ial farmer, vho, by ycura ol toil, had
accumulated a tolerably pretty pite of casting,
owing, as he said, principally to the fact that he
didn't raise much taters and ununs, but rite
smart corn. This farmer, hearing that good
land was much cheaper further South, concluded
to move theve. Accordingly, he provided his
eldest son with a good horse, and a sufficiency
of the needful to defray his traveling and con
tingent expenses, and instructed him to purchase
two hundred acres of good land, at the lowest
possible price, and return immediately home.
The next day Jeems started for Arkansas, and
after an absence of some six weeks, returned
home.
"Well, Jeems," said the oll man, "how'd yo
find land in Arkansaw ?"
"Tolerably cheap, dad."
"You didn't buy aioi' two handred acras,
did you, Jeems ?"
"No, dad, over two hundred, I reckon."
"How much money hevyu got left ?"
"N'ory red, dad ; cleaned rite out !"
"Why, I had no idee travelin' was 60 'spensiva
in them parts, Jeems."
"Wal, just you try won'st an' you'll find out,
I reckon."
"Wal, never mind that ; let's hear 'boat the
laud, an' lut war's your hoss ?"
"Why, you see, dud, I was a goin' along one
day "
"But war's your hoss !"
"You hole on, dad, and I'll tell you all about
it. You see, I was agoin' along, one day, and I
met a feller as said he was goin' my way tu."
"But war's your hoss ?"'
"Dod darn my hide, if you don't shut up, dad
I'll never git tu the hoss. Wal, as we was both
goin the same way, me an' this feller jined com
pany, an' about noon we hitched our critters,
and set down aside ut a branch, and went to ea
tin' a smack. Arter we'd got through, this fel
ler sez to me, 'Try a drap uv this ere red eye,
stranger.' 'Wal, I don't mind,' sez I "
"But war's your hoss !"
"Kumin' tu him bime-by, dad. So me and
this feller sot thar, sorter torkin' and drinkin
an' he sez, 'Stranger, let's play a little game uv
seven up,' a takin' out uv his pocket a greasy
roun cornered deck uv cards. 'Don't keer if I
du,' sez I. So we sot up sido uv a stump, and
cummene'd tu bet a quortcr up, and I was elayin'
him orful !"
"But war's your hoss ?"
"Kumin' tu him, dad. Binieby luck changed,
and he got tu winnin', and pretty soon I hadn't
nary quarter. Then sez he, 'Stranger, I'll give
you a chance to git even, and play you one more
game,' Wal, we both played rite tite that
game, I eware, an' we was both six an' six,
an'"
4 War's your hoss."
"Kumin' to him, dad. We was six an' six,
an' 'twas his deal "
"Will you tell mc var'sour hits ."' said the
old man, getting riled.
"Yes, we was six an' six, an' he turned the
Jack !"
"But mart four hot T"
"The stranger won him, a tirmn," up that
Jark ."'
Varletirs.
The New York Ticayuno is a funny paper.
Prof. Hannibal's lectures arc always to the
point. In his last one he describes "G'ografy"
thus :
"G'ografy, my frens, meens de longertude,
lassertude, an' sidewashun ob de earth, or de
globe. Dat am, it tells you whar you am,
wedder in the temperance zone or de intemp
ence zone, or wedder you am near de equin ox
tail line, or in de hemisfear. Darefore yon kin
see wid your eyes shut de great tilutity ob beiu'
posted in de siance."
The Professor thinks it a natural disgrace
that America was discovered by a "furriner."
EpiTArn. The following is a copy of an Epi
taph on an old Tombstone in Scotland :
Here lies the body of Alexander McPherson,
Who was a very extraordinary person ;
He was two yards high iu his stocking feet,
And kept his accoutrements clean and neat.
He was slew
At the battle of Waterloo,
Plump through
The gullet ; it went in at the throat
And came out at the back of hit coat.
Capital Punishmknt. A report of the Salecl
Committee to the Legislature of Pennsylvania,
on the Abolition of Capital Puaishment, says,
that in fifty-four years seventy persons have been
executed in this State for murder. Of one hun-
dred and eleven persons who have been charged
with murder in Philadelphia county, only ten
were capitally convicted, three of these were
pardoned, two died befure the sentence, and only
five were executed, being one in twenty-two of
the indicted. The Committee, after a cartful con
sideration of the subject, have come to the con- j
cluaiom that the death punishment, as a penalty
for crime, out to be abolished.
Iron Yksssls or War. Some experiments
at the Washington Navy Yard have been male,
which would seem to establish the unfitness of
iron as a material for the hulls of vessels of war.
A condemned iron vessel was procured, an eight
inch shell was fired at her from a 56-pounder
gun, at a distance of three hundred and fifty
yards. The bhaU went clear through both the
sides of the vessel, tearing large ragged holes
(much larger than the diameter of the shell, and
too irregular for plugging, and scattering small
and jagged fragments of iron, which in an ac- i
tion would be likely to prove more dangerous to
her own crew than the -shot from an enemy's
battery. Another shell fired at her wooden bul
warks made only a clean, round hole.
A Costly Auht. The discussion in Congress
on the Deficiency Bill, reveals some interesting
facts respecting the army. The navy used to
be considered the moth that eat up a large share
of the public revenue without rendering any
adequate equivalent, but the army seems to be
putting in its claims to a considerable amount.-
The army numbers ten thousand men. Last
year Congress made an appropriation of one
million of dollars for the simple purpose of
transporting men, provisions and military stores
from one post to another. By some manage
ment of the War Department, it has been made
to cost us two millions or thereabouts, at the
rate of two hundred dollars to every man in the
army. The entire expenses of our army amount
ed last year to ten millions, or a thousand dol
lars a man.
A Tnr Story. A lady from the Far West
was, with her husband, awakened on the night
of their arrival in the city of Tenn, by an alarm
of fire, and the yells of several companies of
firemen, as they dashed along the streets.
"Husband! husband!" she cried, shaking her
worser-half into conscientiousness, "only hear
the Injuns ! Why this beats all the scalp-dances
I ever heard !"
"Nonsense," growled the husband, composing
himself to sleep, "There are no Indians in Phi
ladelphia." "No Injuns, indeed I As if I didn't know a
war whoop when I heard one."
Next morning on descending to breakfast, they
were saluted with
"Did you hear the engines last night ? What
a noise they made."
Turning to her husband, with an air of tri
umph, the lady exclaimed "There, I told you
they were Injuns !"
What a Cootrt. The Cincinnati Commer
cial piles uf the agony, and goes it with a per
fect rush, in a shouting paragraph, as follows
"We have the longest railway and telegraph
lines, the best wives, the fattest children, the
biggest rivers, the fastest steamboats, the worst
police, the adroitest rascals the sun ever shone
on, and can put a chunk of ice in one of Hull's
safes, chuck said safe into Mount Vesuvius, haul
it out in after years, and cool a lemonade w ith
its contents. In short, we are one mighty mass
of conglomerated usefulness, each fragment do
ing the best for itself, but all making one mighty
big circumstance for the whole, as the hunter
eaid when he split a fence rail for a ramrod."
MovixG. Reader did you ever move ! If so,
you can appreciate the following poetic effu
sion :
"Come, Sally, catch hold here, and give us
a lift, let us pull up the carpet and set it adrift ;
uncord the bedstead and pack up the quils, be
careful the crockery dosen't get Fplit ; let the
baby yell murder, the boy go to grass, but be
ware how you handle that basket of glass. Take
the stove-pipe apart, set the stove on the cart,
let the bureau remain till next load, and see
that the victuals don't spill in the kettles, or the
babies fall off in the road. Never mind about
to-day, wife, only furnish us something to eat,
for you know 'tis the first of May, wife, and wo
want to koop pverything neat. I'm sorry we've
moved all the chairs, tor wt no place to sit
down to rest, but you may squat down on tho
stairs, or floor, or just where you think best.
Drive slow Mr. Cartman while steady we go
there ! hold up a moment, I knew it would bo
so the soap grease has spilt in the flour the
vinegar jug is now springing a leak, oh wish
they were all in the middle of next week."
Thus will the day in noise pass away, and none
will be happy on the first of May.
Arrival of tlic Steamer Canada
Halifax, March SO. The Canada arrived
here this morning-, and sailed for Boston at nine
o'clock, with 64 passengers and $15,000 in spe
cie. The Cambria arrived at Liverpool on the
ICth at noon. The Baltic arrived on the morn
ing of the l&th.
Ebglasd. In the House of Lords, on the 12th
iust., the Earl Derby intimated that he should
leave the questioa of free trade to be settled at
the polls by an election. He implored their
Lordships to niodifr the present system, declar
ing his own determination to perform his duty
unflinchingly. Mr. D'Israeli, in the IIcusc of
Commons, announced the determination of ths
government to prosecute three measures, vix :
the disfranchisement of St. Albans, Chancery
Reform, and the Militia bill.
The Earl Derby promised to appoint a com
mittee to investigate the Irish Education Board,
with a view to the mitigation of the opposition
of the clergy of the Established church. Mr.
Napier, the ew Irish Attorney General, moved
for a committee to inquire into the ribbon Fys
tein in Ireland. On Friday night Earl Derby,
in the House of Lords, and D'Israeli, in the Com
mons, declared their intention to dissolve Par
liament as soon as tho militia bill and other ne
cessary measures were passed. The Protection
ists and Free Traders are now actively engaged
in preparing for the coming campaign. Owing
to the adroit management of the Parliamentary
committee of the Catholic Defence Association,
as was anticipated, three-fifths of the Irish coun
tirs will be controlled at the approaching elec
tions by tie priests of that country.
Fmaxci. M. Carnot, the opposition candi
date for the fourth conscription of Paris, has
been elected. The President issued a ucreu
for the Ministers of Finance to effect the conver
sion of 5 per cents into new bonds at four and a
half per cent. The weekly returns of the Baik
of France have been discontinued. The govern
ment has placed on the retired list a luxge num
ber of officers, of various ranks.
Spaix. The government intends to rcinfrcJ
the garrison of Cuba and Porta Rico, ty an ad
dition of from 3000 to 4000 men.
General Caredo, who supercedes De Concha
as Governor of Cuba, was to sail from Cadix or
the 20th March. The cause of Coacka's dismi.
sal was not made known. Extensive dismissal
and reorganizations were taking place both
cival and military service.
Pobtvgal. The Portuguese Cabinet Lad bee?
completed by the acquisition of Viscount Pclmur
da Garrete and M. Labra. A ministry sofavo.
ably endowed with talent and oratorical powe
had not existed at Libcn for many years. Tr
reform of the Charter was likely to be earrie
Holland. The Second Chamber had reject
one of the most important clauses in the bill f
establishing an income tax. The Ministry
therefore, withdrew the measure.
At stria. Lord Derby's accession to powe
in England had given great satisfaction at th
Court of Vienna. The government had resolved
to abstain from the reprisals upon English trav
ellers previously tErcatencd, in consequence of
the countenance given iu England to the conti
nental refugees.
India akp Cui.na. The overland mail had a
rived in L ondon. It brings but little additiom
news respecting the Burncse war. The Gove
nor General is anxious to avoid further bestilitie?
The Tcrsians had invaded. Ilerst, and wcr-
likely to prove successful.
The war continued in the sound of China.
A large piratical fleet had arrived off Ningpo.
British vessels were on the spot to render such
assistance as might be necssary.
Seventeen American whalers were in Hong
Kong harbor. The fishing season had been un
profitable. The emigration of Chinese to California wai
greatly increasing.
Avstralia. Sydney advices to the lth De
cember had been received in Livcri-col. 1 revis
ions there wero exceedingly dear, though not
scarce The place was comparatively deserted,
a creat many of the people having gone to the
dic-ings, where gold is still found in great abun
dance. Women get ten shillings a day for dis
charging vessels.