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2 colors bad been laid on with a profusion which dazzled ‘the naked eye and pewildered the imagination, the most CoMspiouoUs Objects In the tadleaux were & bearded maa on & fiery horse in the foreground, aud oa one side a shower of Croats, precipitated from a balcony by the patriotic and merciles* Alpiwe Volunteers. Rata having recently fallen, the benches of the pi, were an- pleasantly wet and vearly deserted, but in aod under the Doxes there was 4 very fair attendance, one of ibe aiage boxes being taken up by two Zonaves, a french Hansar, and» Chasseur de Vioceanes, while a good many otver French ano Piemontese solders were aosttered over ube uoure. When We arrived the stage was occupied by foar young ladies, carrying on an animated coaversation, the durcen of whien Biase praise Of tbe bero Gambaldl (os these catered a dashing young Varesine, who longed w follow © tae & that warhke condottiore, aud whose marsoal aspire ions won bim great favor in the eyes of those fair. imprudently, as tt m: @ Communic sted to baa, in sirictest conddenos, the approach of Garibaldi, uvoa which they all screamed with delight aod rap ou, ia ait fereat directions, evidestly bent upoo taking the news to their respective circles of acquaintance. A re maarkabie feature of the play wa the complete absence of any detectable plos. It consisted of a series of sence, ia each of which some pew person was let ivto the secret that Garibaldi and tho bravi Caccrators of the Alps were coming. At last three ¢ they came in the persuos o/ from the state of their veliorms, must have hard service, Gurtbald! Gimself, wita a peard Lke @ Diacking brush, aod a uniform which he must have oor rowed from & cou diligencos, strode up to the prompter's pox and delivered a spseca over. flowiwg wito patriotism, and which would douotiess have ciectrified the audieoce bad not ite length set thom yawn. ing. The aight anachoroniem of a quotation from Nao Jeon’s M.lan proclamativa e\\ner escaped notice or foaad tn dulgence, The discourse conctuded, the band departed, aad ix excessively wooden white coated individuals marched ig, under"tbe command of a corporal ia au artillery unl form, who baited and fronted ‘them, and proceede tio drees them by administering to them’ kicks oa the shine and punches im the ribs, tat being notortousiy the way in which Austrian soluiers are drilled and keot io order, ‘This was Urban’s d.vieiou, The General bimeelf presently Appeared, in cocked bat aud gray tunic, harangaed the men in German Italian, whereat the hous» roared, and yn his turn marened them of, bat only to be drivea in agara in otter , amid ‘a blaze of blank cariridges, by shooters, alsed by the tows Bovere beating from ove of General Urvan ceing dragged heels; at which the Frouca s he audience applauved, Ue air, and all Was across jers laugh THE POETRY OF THE WAR. War ig not usualiy supposed to be favorable to the muses; but nevertheless, the campsiga tn Italy has made the poois brasu up their lyres and get off a considerable amount of poetry, goo!, bad and indifferent. Here, for instance, is the Magents song of victory, as compesed by a French poet, M. Mery, and sung at the Opera ta Paris. MAGENTA—CIAN? DE VICTOIRE. Jamais, dans ton eepoir, tu ne seras trompéa, Fraoce! Du premier coup de ta vaillante ¢p¢e Tu delivres allan du joug de l’oppressur! ur, glorieux messager de I'nistoire cuéme & oFoclAMé cette grande Viclowre ‘SMareogo nous doope une e@ar! Nous recevons anx jours d’iliustre renomm Oi les voix cu canon et de la grande armée Cvanta/ent fa joie apres leur hymue de terreur; Oa ie soleil de juia, soil d’espérance, Frappant de iennem de la France, Ne juieait que pour \’Empereur! Les augures lating, congultes sur I’ Adige: Etaient a¢ja pour nous, car un nom de prodigs, Montelello, courait dans ’azur radieux, Et la voix d’un héros, tonpaate daus . espace, Sur la rive, disait i la Feavoe qut passe, Enfass, vous &\e8 vos aieux! Deja eur le Tessin, vn roi d’ii Victor Emmanuel, avait euivi Deg héros giorieux cont il porte le nom; Sur le champ de bataitie avait placé soa trone; Et terai noblemest I’or par de *a couroane Dane le feu qui sor: du canon! A Magenta! Ce nom, hier obscur encore, Dan merveilieux éciat anjourd’hui se decore; Des gronds noms de victoire il deviendra l’egal. 1 sjoute ce soir, en sortant de son omore, Une étoile de plus aux ¢voiles saus nombre Du Grmament imperial ! A Magenta, |’ Autricbe allume ges fournaiaes; Elle change en voicans tes piaines milanaises, En embiivnes de mort les dédies trois, Pour voir si nos enfants sont de la meme Que leurs nobies aieux, 61 le Revit cans Napoicon ‘trois Au Droit lointain, Milan palpitait d’espérance | Et la terre tremblait sous lea pieds de la France! Comme au plus beau des jours dont aus nous souve- cole vainqueur d’Arcole nons, Elle continusit sont éternel prodige. Son brag déracinait /eunemt sur aa tige, ‘Son aouille cteigoait ies canons Ces oucagans ce mort, ces tempétes sublimes, Renvereant V'enaemi sur la plaines et los cimes, Magenta les @ vus paseer dans les éolairs, Et le soleil de juio iluminwut le nue, Applaudiseait ia France, et, l’'ayant reconaue, Lat sourtait du haut des airs! Paris meublé partout des joyaux de nos gloires, Jamais ne s’nabitue 4 ces grandes victoire Il tressaillie toujours, toujours jeune de cour, Comme aux ages premiere de son adoiesceace, Lorsque le roi Clovis, baptisant notre Frauce, ATolbiac était vaicquer! Quand la nuit eet tombée aprds un jour de fete, Paris, ces feux de joie a couronné sa ete, Pour ralinmer le jour, et d’un immense choenr, Saluer l’ange heureux qui nous rend Dieu propice, 1a reine de beauté, ja jeune imperatrice, Au cri de: Vive l'‘Emipereur! Tom Taylor, the dramatist, thus celebrates the samo battle: — Under the willows; in the trampled maze; Midst uptorn vines, and shattered mulverry rows; In rice fields, corn fleids, dykes by dusty ways, And cottage crofts, where the gold gourd flower blows— Swathes of Death’s scythe, wielded for two loag daye— The dead lie thick and still; foes all at peace with foes. So many nameless deat! no meed of glory For all this blood, so freely pour’d, is theirs; ‘Yet each life here link’d mauy in its siory Of hopes, and ioves, and haves, of joys aud cares. Of these unhonor’d sieepers, grim and gory. ‘Who knows ouwf the world how much each with him bears? ‘Theee were all eons or sires; husbands or brothers; Breac winners, most of them, for homes afar, ‘This a sick father’s stay; that a biind motuer’s ; For him in Paris, ‘neath the evening star, A loving heart its care in iabor smothers, Til tangnt by arms of price, how far they strike—how Ory! let the poor soul wrestle with the woe Of that bereavement. Who takes thought of her? Through the iljuminea streets the triumphs go; Unoer her window waving bauners aur, And shouting crowds to Notre Dame that flow. Hide, mourner, hide the tears which might such triumphs blur! FRANCE AS A LIBERATOR. M. Barthelemy eulogises the chivalrous character of France, and her readiness at all times to aid oppressed nationalities in their struggles for freedom, by recalling the part which she bore in our revolution, in the establishment of Greck independence, &c. Thus he sings — init, avec Ba voix qui vibré, in. armé pour Cire libre: L) angieterre a sur pons Laché ges téoparas: Aidez nous a briser des ponvoirs arviveatros Wah neton et Frankiio yous recevront en {r La France repondit: Je pars. Au fecours! criait encore Le peuple de Marathon Qu’aviliseait le Boepnore, Soas le sabre et le baton Rendez-nous les perspectives Des libertés primitives Qu’un long erépe Sauvez Is Grice qu Comme une immenee hécatombe, La France it: Me voll! scours! a cri¢ I? Ausonie teint, }e Wuche aux susurs u’agonie, J etoufie e& pieds de |’ Autriche; au secoure! Prétez-toot vos bras forte: a cotte heure supreme, Je eens que je ne puis rien faire par mot mem@® La Fravos a r Ains: pour ea Quand, levaat ses bras meart Un peuple tavoque |» France, Elle entend tou) urs 808 crit. Oomme un flot qui ronpt sa digce, Avec joie elie eat yrodigue De gon tang et de #00 oF, B croit s’eoricnir excor. ‘This poet i# not able wo understand how the Ausirians could ever be #0 stupid as to think of fighting his gallant Countrymen on the plains of Italy, and he thus ridicules them — Quel vertige pourtant! 4 Sur I soi a’itavie ii provequent le France. | Italie’ abatioir vi nous ioe mitraillons! Sarcophage eucur plein de leurs rieux bataillons! Fermeot is done los yeux quand, ia ouit, sobs leurs teates, Passent, ep traits de ‘eo, we dates palpitanves? N'eptensent tis dons pas que, sur tous tes chem ns, Loors talons font craquer cee ossemens germs Eh, qu’apreés soixause ans, |’ Autriche wate euutre Pousse dee cris au fod de ton grand cim: , Fut tis tes accuser 4°’tre aveugios ot s:. Nou. + t de voir ot c'eatendre A r Ue adsurde eepérnnce! vara; On © tears cory ph a Ont & a Les nx BA, me a6 Calam'teux, | , a pawre; quand I’fialie | me @ oerele de flamme aucour reghe Quans | @t Milan, lo Testin ot I’ Adda | Briseo! is manin de fer qui tant les degrada Quand no's marchous, partout, sur dex ToL 68 geme cg Diarmes et de canons, lambeaxx de leurs armece, Quand [0060 voit pamer, alpal que des troapeair, Laure longs rangs prisonniere, foucttes par nos draneaur Qaand is portent le deuil Ge qaurante mille bottuos, O tapeur! « #e fons 4 boro; quon diplh nes, fie sowt partout vainqueurs, partout prépondéranus; Pane leurs chaads bulicting, belies del rans, Controsens effrontes ques impadear aficue, sis mentent, face A fave, A i’Europe, & l’a) ccicbe, A lear priuge qui croit riompher ea tat ieu, 14 dans jourt te Deum uc aeacnt meae & Yeu. a% abuse of the Austriacs ao eachu- | | Ravaer Of course the priests, and their Te Deums, eung on both sides, could not escape poetical notice; and here is the style in which Punch, we believe it is, sings the CHANT OF A CHURCH MILITANT, Ain» Spanish Chant.” Hark, how the oricats are chanting, Frepod aod Austrian, through the nose; Euiber crow thanks Heaven for granting ‘Their wide Streogto to slay their foes; Hostile Gregorian notes, Pupiats curtiog Papise’ throata, Whilet of Love and Un.oa cavting, ‘Thay's the way your True Courch goes, Te Deum doth are raising For destruction’s norrid sum, | What Po: are those oriests praising With oppoed eucomium? To their triumphaat pride, Who is ho that’s gloriflea? For alain men and cities blazing, Fiends sing Ze Diabolum, But the poets awe not all dovoted to war, Hore is ene who prays for peace, and whose prayer has boos already answered:— A PRAYRR FOR PEACE. BY JOHN CRITCHLEY PRINCE, Peace for the nations, Gad | For the barassed earth complains ‘That her sons are defiling the fertile sed ‘With the blood of each other’s veins; And eounds of rage and regret aro rife; grow mad mid the waste of life; Labor's vroad brow grows furrowed aad pale, And homes are disturbed wh the voice of wall, And fast coming griefs, bawilderivg fears, From coantiess hearts wring curses and tears; While the spirit of Progress back recoils At the (ar borse bruit of uansliowed broils, And Freedom shudders with strange dismay As she veils ber face from the light of dey ! Pentore to us Peace, a transcendant dower, Mf such be tne will of Thy holy power. Peace for the household, Lord | Let eaca uote each 80 chog ‘That al! may appear io a bright accord, Like pearls oo a golden string Let love be the sweet and pri 7 ‘Co charm into beauty the dwoiling place; ‘To soften the lnnguage of firm command, And lighten the cares of the household band; To mou'd the heart with a delicate stress, And wake its emotions of teagerness; mind to exalted thiogs, Aud lift the soul upou skyward wings. "once for te bearth, and the parcet air, ‘That Wuougbt may burst into coostaat prayer, vent woramp sorevely rife « Cuties and paius of mortal life, ‘That Earth may grow oa his changefal god Immortal biooma for Phy gardeas, God! FVIGRAMS ON SOLFERINO. flere are two Freack epigroms on the battle of Solferinoy which the Aurtriaas deaiguate as the battle of Volta:— Les Autrichiens ) Magenta Foreat battus s coups de triques; Lis out rega, pres de Volta Pipsicurs accharges.... electriques, avn Les Antrioniens pres de Volte Devion! bie & Co v'est pas & (Qu'uls ont Wrouve des Thermopyles. The last has been thus traneleted:— At Volta the Aurtrians felt Qeick shock and electric mrahay Nor indeed eid they make Cay: Any sort of Thermopyie gap. VIVA LA ITALIA. A writer in the Cork Constitution thus encourages the fight for Italian independence:— Up! op! sone of Italia, ‘Death to the foo who oppresses our nation; War! war! down with the Austria Now from the 4\ps is oar bope of salvation, Gaily Freach banners stwam— Brigotly French bayonets gleam— Zouaves and chasesurs down swiftly are pouring; Let us not aid despise For which our country cries, Een though a despot’s our freedom restoring. Arm ! arm! bail to the tricolor! Red, whitefand green. so long dreaded by foeman; On! on! forwara and follow it Free men of Italy, Tuscan and Roman: Now let our valor Tell Victor Emanuel We're not unworthy our standard’s defender; What thouga its bearer fall, Riddled with rifle ball, Ready we are to die, ne'er to surrender. Charge! charge! Croats and Austrains, Those ave plundered the fruits of our labor, Now! now! vanquished shall bite the dust, Smote with the edge of the Piedmonteso sabre. Stains of our slavieh state Blood will objiterate; Spare not the savages—bas not their order Stripes op our sisters laid, Weak women—bear it—ilayed ? Mercy is not for those come o'er oar border, Come! come! bright eyes are watching us, Those who with teurs ou this errand have sent us; Friends, friends, if we fall patriots, ‘They with true sorrow wil ever jament us, Draw the sword —cast the sheath! Better the cypress wreath, ‘Woven with laurel by those for us grieving, Than we should bere remain, Dragging the gilded chan, Shamed and disgraced among those we are leaving. A SONG OF VICTORY. ‘The following verses were sung at the Opera im Paris the evening of the day when the news of Magenta was —— , datmaeets foujonrs nos destins sont prospéres, Toujours nos drapeaux toepkamal France, tu couronnas les péres, Tu vas couronner les enfants! Le cri d’honneur qui lea rallie Séme !a jote ou la terreur. En avant! vive I'Ttatie! En avant! vive l’Empereur! Tis ont recommence l'histoire, Salut! pays que nous aimons! Salut! cites de la victowre, Jardins de fleurs au pied des monts! Tle ont paru dans la mélée, Le fer aux mains, la flame aux yeux; Sur les file la Vicwire ailee A cri¢: Ce sont les wieux! Iis ont rempli notre espérance, Brisé le joug de l’oppresseur. Toujours Dieu provege Ia France Marengo nous donne une seeur, Berecau des arts, pays de gioire, Reprends ton antique flerté, Car le jour de notre victoire Est le jour de ta liberté! Ehza Cook thus appeals to British valor:— THE RED CROSS OF ENGLAND—THE FLAG OF TUE BRAVE. Old Eogland! thy name shall yet warrant thy fame, If the brow of the foeman should scowl; Let the lion be stirred by too daring a word, And beware of bis echoing growl, ‘We bave still the same breed of tne man and the steed Tost wore nobly our Waterloo wreath; We bave more of the blood that formed Inkermann’s flood, When it poured tn the whirlpool of Death; And the foeman will find neither coward nor slave "Neath the Red Cross of Engiand—the Flag of the Braye, We have jackets of blue, stiil a dauntless and true As the tare that our Nelgon led on; Give them room on the main, and they’ll show ug again How the Nile and Tratalgar were won. Let a bail show its teeth, Jet a blade leave ita sheath, To dety the proud strength of our might, We have iron mouthed gaus, we have atwel hearted sous That wiil prove how the Britons can fight. Our ehips snd our sailors are kings of tue wave, "Neath the Red Crose of Eogland—the Flag of the Brave, Though a tear might arige ian our women’s bright eyes, _ And a sob choke the fearful “Good bye,” ‘Yet thoe women wouid send lover, brotuer, or friend, Jn the war fela, to conquer or diet et the chalienge oc ‘lung trom tos braggart’s bold tongue, ‘And that cballeage wil fercely be wet; 5 Aud our banner unfurled sball proc aim to the world That “there’s life in tue old dog yet.” Huirab! for our men on tae land or the wave, *Neath the Red Cross of Eogland—the Flag of ‘the Bra On the other hand, a radical port thus protests against the high rates of taxation. ESTIMATES AND ARMED Ain—‘'Maribrook.’? Ob! keep up our defences, Of which the due expeases, A people in their seueea No jot would wish to spare, But s0 adjuat taxation, For this dabappy nation, That cruel confiscation, No clase shull have to bear; Make each man pay his share; Of that take very good care; Pat deal in equal measure, With everybody's treasure, Tex labor lees than pleasure By compuss and by square, With mournfvl satisfaction, ‘We yield to fair extraction ‘Of cash, but gross exaction, Ie more they we cau stand ‘Too ong bave we groaned under Downright financial pinnder, With patience quite a wonder, To every foreign land; Now justice we demand, You ministerial band; We're tired of its denial, Endured with loud decrial Now you are on your trial, Have you no ablo hand? Must we—since taxes never Will cease—he robbed for ever ? Are none of you 80 clever, You rulers of the State, One coms a8 to apportion, ‘Without extreme extortion, Upon us in consortion, ‘AS vestries raine a rate? is such a task too great? Can you not estimate Wit some approximation Exch aubject’s obligation, ‘With right ip moderation, Not wrong iuordivate? To the inepiriting sr of “The Writish Grenadiers,” Mr. Punch bas com pores a peace song which be calls— OU RIFLE VOLUNTEERS. Some talk of an lavena Aaa thing wherum to sDeage, TRALITYs NEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, JULY 24, 1859. And say wo bave no occasion ‘To guard our shores ond seas: Now, Punch is voalar mist, Nor is moved by idie fears, But be sees no, harm that #0 all ;bould ars As Rifle Volunteers! Leat audden foes aerail us, ’Tia well we be prepared; Our tleet—who knows?—way fail us, Nor serve our sheres w guard. For eelf defence then, vurely, Good reason there ‘spoeare, To have, op iuod, O Rifle Voiuntee To show no wish for Sg>ting, Our forces we'd ucrese, But ‘tis our toes by frigbting ‘We beat may keep at peace. For who wili Jare molest us ‘When, to buzz sbout thelr ears, A)! along our const there swarms @ heat Of Rifla Volunteers? roa; What may bup there's no kaowing, We way not ‘scape the storm, ear; But we'll scare a: il birds of proy With our Rifle Volunteers! No menace we're intending, @ffence to Dove we mean, We nrm but for defending Our country and our Queen! ‘To British bearte 'tis loyalty ‘is love ber name en‘tears: Up! then, and form! shield her from harm! Yo Rifly Volunteeral CANTATAS AT THE THEATRES. ‘The Theatre Lyriquoo! Paris, not to be outdoae by the Opera, bad ® cantata composed by one of its ewa ports. So aiso had the Theatre des Varietés. The closimg verse of the latter is addressed to the Italian people, and ts 08 followa:— Votre terre de sang trempée Verra sea champs de fleur couverts; pe Quand Ia France tire 1'6 C'est pour consoler l’vaivers, PUNCH TO VICTOR EMANUEL. Mr. Punch, in a warning letter to Emanuel, thus at- tempts to arouse the suspicions of the latter against the designs of his imperial ally. TARPEIA—A WARNING. As ove Ré Galantuomo should write to another, ‘This letter, beneath his own broad British seal, King Pesach sevds King Victor Emanuel, his brother; With best wisbes for bis and Sardinia’s weal. With int’rcet, dear brother, right honest and hearty, We bave watch’d the past progress of you and your State: Sern ism still vanquishing Party, And hing how e’en a small Power may be great. Each stout bearted protest ’gainst Austrian pretension, Ju our brotherly heart a quick echo has found; Each ¢ffort to solder Italian dissension, Us to you, heart and hope, still more closely has bound. From tbe foot of your Alps, Free¢om’s chosen domizion, Shore your lignt—joy to friend, rage and envy to foe; While the black Austrian vulture expanded her pinion, ‘Like a death shade o’er Lombardy, crouching in woo. We truated, we loyed you; we shared in your gladness, As Italy, State after Siate, own’d you friend; And tyranny, stung by that joy into madness, Bade whet claw and talon, tho victim to rend. Had the Vulture mace swoop—’ere the summons was spoken, Shield to ebield, sword by awordfwe had stood, ciose all Volture wings, vulture talons, our onset had broken, ‘While Red Cross and Tricolor waved side by aide, But you waxed het ard hasty; you bent to impatience; ‘You bade to your borders the m’ght of the Gaul: He needed no chalienge, asked no provocations: So eager to come, he scarce waited a call. Shall Eagle be trusted to war upon Vulture? Bird of rapine again bird of rapine array? As well Light wed Darkness, Brute Force embrace Cul- ture, ‘As Absolute Will second Freedom's essay. beger i= grow on thorns, or ehall figs spring on ater? Blame not these who re’er look such strange fruitage to see; What kin owns the wind, round your snow peaks that whistles, With the breath courtiers utter, bow’d head and beat ee} Be our wish what it may, ‘twill not chase evil omen; We think of the iegend of Rome’s early day; Of Tarpeia, who opexed the gate to the foemen, Nor Gream’d her that opened they first would betray. She had seen the gold gleam—by the well as she tarried— Of their bracelet; to womanish long.ng she yields; She would ope, for the gands on th::r arms that they carried; They promised; they entered; she died ‘neath their thielas. May the lot of Tarpeia from you be averted! For your too easy faith may you ne’er have too blush, When by these your defender, betrayed and deserted, You find that the shields which should shelter can crush, THE AUSTRIAN RETREAT OVER THE SESTA, Ata musical aszembly at Lisieux the proceedings wera interrupted by the announcement of the news that the Austrians bad retreated across the Sosia, when the foi- owing verges on the subject were improvised by M, Emile do Ia Bédollire:— Que les payeages sont beaux Dana cette ‘ertile rontrée! Que Lisieux brillait aux flambeaux. Le solr ot j'y fis mon entree! Mais on a lieu de s’étonner Que cette fate, si compléte, Qu’on voudrait ne poiat terminer Et ne jamais abandonner, Ait commence par la retraite! faite soune, et zoudain, enticre est en liesze; Jevards, dans le jardin, Une foule avide s’empresse, Choours, faufares, propos joyeux, Ont un éian que rien n’arreve: ‘La gaite luit daus tous les yeux Et l'on pevt croire qu’a Lisieux, C'est un révetl que Ia retraite! Mais Lisieux ¢tait dans son droit, Et certes la chose est notoire De Caen, le préfet vient tout droit, Pour nous apprendre une victoire. Par wn magnétique pouvoir, Par une ailioité secrete, ‘Les musiques d’hier au solr, Des Autrichtena, sang le savoir, Avuiect annonce la retraite. Pour la franche hospitalité Qne trouve la presse en voyage, Aux membres de i’autorité, Consacrong ua premier hommage, Des vorox do tous ies habitante, Je suis le sincere interpréte, En désirant qu’avant longtemps, Diavsei dignes représenuants Ne songent pas a ia retraite. Honnevr A vous geis concurrents, De !'Orpheon famille unie, Qui joiitez, chevaliers errante, Dans les tournots de I’harmonie | Le peuple que vous dirigez, Monte et s'epure A chaque [ite; Lee arta, par vous eont propag Liignorance et les préjugés vaincus, j'ai remarqué nt 1008 de la bravoure. S'il falteit encore terrasser Liennemi, malgré sa défait Iie part:raient sans belancer, Vous les ve 1 force Les Avtrichiens A la retraite. Mais voici mon dernier couplet ! Et ceswant toute méiadia, Meseeurs, now boirons s"/! your piait, Ain France! & la Normendie ! Brisapt avec brult ea prise I hampagae mone a is qa'on le protign fowon ! Ace tost on fait rated ne battrez pas en rei RALITY. fo Mai Quan v Qces's EN Lunch presen THE SPEECH. Wibg Ge Lhe Queen's speech on the openicg of Parliament early fu June — Tam grieved, my deer lords, and dear gentlemen too, To state, an T moet reluctantly do, TT ¥ there (inough I'm sure he i in quspending the conflict (n Earope. ‘The rb and Sardinigus have joine alliance, And bid Francis Joreph the flereast * are that vend navy i'm begged Ready ve onl perceive And i know yoa will help me King Francia informe me his ( And tbat he is the Sovereign Dye renewed lation® (he may tarn Which I broke witn the wretch who if sow—in bis shell If you tink, while preparing for probable storm, You ave tirse to attend to une thing caliea refori Why, do, but if not, make no neediess dolay : The affair should be acttied eod out of the way. A ZOUAVE OFFICER. The Colonel of the Firat regiment of Zouaves, whose stundard was firs; planted on the Malakoff, is the cele brated Fourbaki, of Greek descent. Hs African exploits’ Are less kcown out of that province, but evidence of his fame in Algeria ie abundant iu the popular songs of the barracks. ‘ihe following \# asuort specimen referring to the new native African troops he has drilied:— Gentil Turco ! Quand autour de ta boule Comme un serpent s'enroule Ce calico Qui te rert do shako, Le obic erquis, Que tu as acquis, A qui Ta dois tu, a A Bourbi quit Smart Algerine! While round thy noddle Coiled up ia 82e0, Soaks beg ta model, ‘That cotton thou’st got on, dash A CHARGE OF THK ZOUAVYS, A New Yorker has sont us the following specimon of his rythmical genius, of which the subject is “A Zouxve Charge.” The description of the cannon roaring boarsaly “Hike baleful angels of perdition,” is quije a novel and striking figure of speech. We were no) re of the vocal peculisrities of that class of angels; nor did wo think ‘showering’ a characteristic of the Zouaye's tom perament. But here is the poem:— [**Dites aux Zouaves de a’avances’’—Nap. ITl.| ‘The light Zouaves passed with a bound Over ditch and fence, and reached the river; ‘Then flinging knapsacks to the ground, rages 4 the flood, that made them shiver. Down on their heads there rained a fire, Which deeply reddened all tae water; 80 did the elements conspire To check advauce, by fearful slaughter, Hurrab! upon the other bank Their bayoaet-swords were thickly bristled; And, closing up cach shattered rank, They laughed to scorn the shot tuat whistled, ‘The gymnastique swiftly bore ‘rem on to storm the foe's position, From which the cannon hoarse did roar, Like baleful angels of perdition. Navught could withstand the flerce assault Of those Zouaves, like tigere leaping O’er map and gua, with airy vauit, And deep in gore their weapous steeping. ‘To scale high walls, a pyramid They forced by standing on each other; ‘Then up the agile climbed, to rid The heights of those who made the pother. A shout od Panay fey U Empereur! Reaounding through the smoky region ‘They’d wou at larta sonalonre For balf their vari-colored legion, New Yor, July 20, 1859, W. BH. BROWNE, From Rochester wo get another poem, evidently written without regard to rhyme—wo will not add, or reasen—by & member of the peace society, who requests that it may be copied by the liberal press, and set to music by some good composer, Here it is:— THE MARSEILLAISE OF PEACE. A SHORT SONG FOR LONG SUFFERING HUMANITY, Ob, for shame, humanity! On, for shame, Christianity! War, destruction, sorrow, tears— Are these thy fruits of eighteen hundred yoars? Driven, like ferocious cattle, Into murd’rous felde of battie— Priest and despot riddea—must thou bleed ‘Their ambitious whims to feed? Avake trom thy apathic sleeping— Awake, and be vo looger biind. Free thyeel! from despot’s keeping; Shake the shackies from thy mind. Free thyselt from priests’ damnation— Free thyself, and thou art free. Ob, work out thy own salvation, bd ‘And heaven peging on earth for thee, Dr. J. LOEWENDAHL, Jounson Par, Rochester, July 11, 1859. ‘The following is inacribed to Col. Scamid:— PAX VOBISCUM: OR, THE MASSACRE OF PERUGIA. WY COLONEL scuMID. Arz—“ Austrian Nationa! Anthem.”’ Paz Volascum! cannons roaring, Bid Perugia’s troubies cease | Papal mercies thus eutpouring, dismiss your aouls to peace Mouths of fire, thet flash conviction ‘Woen misguided song rebel, Belch their Father’s benediction, Pax Vobiscum !~shot and shell. Paz Vobiscum ! take his blessing; Grape upon you rain’d io store; His paternal heart distressing Cry for righteous rule no more. Paz Vobiscum !—poace uato you, Bullet tua for bull imparts Pax—here goes the bayonet through you— Right—vobiscum—through your hoarts ! Little oblidren, Pax Vobiscum! Pax Vobiscum! virgins mild; ’Twas with troops of ardent Swiss come: Pax Vobiscum! maid and child. Age and sex ultke unheeding, Paz Vobiscum ! steel and ball! Crushed and mangie1, gashed and bleeding, Paz Vebiscum ! perisn all! Pax Vobitcwm ! beaith and greeting! Paz Vobwscum ! sword and fire | Paz Vobizoum ! justly meoting With the Holy Father's ire. Paz Vobiscum ! sink yo level To the deepest gulf below ! Go, you rascale, to the Devil !— ‘ax Vobiscum !—bless you, go! Longfellow has algo invoked the revolutionary spirit of taly:— ENCELADUS. BY 1, W. LOVGFELLOW. Under Mount Etna he lies, It is slumber, it is not death, For he struggles at times to arise, And above bim the lurid skies Are bot with his flery breath. The crags are piled on his breast, ‘The earth is heaped ou bis head But the groans of bis wild uarest, ‘Thovgh smothered and half suppressed, Are heard, and he ia uot dead, And the nations far away Are watching wilh eager eyes ; ‘They talk together aud say, “To morrow, perhaps to day, Enceladua will arise !”’ And the old gods, the austere Oppreesors in their stength, Stand aghast and whitc with fear, At the ominous sounds they hear, And tremble, and mutter, “At loagth;”’ Ab, me! for the land that is sown With the harvest of despair ! Where the burning cinders biowa From the lips of the overthrown Enceladus fill the air. Where ashes are heaped in drifts Over vineyard and fleid and town, Whenever he starts and lifts His head through the blackened rifts Ofthe crags that keep him down, See, see! the red light shines! ’Tis the glare of nis awtu! eyes! And the atorm winds shout through the pines, Of the Atps and of Apennines, “Ence’ ‘ug arise!’ ‘The last of our poems was written, it appears, ia Milan, im 1856, and is entitied— THE PLAINS OF LOMBARDY, AS SEEN FROM THE TOP OF MILAN GaTHEDRAL. AN ASPIRATION. On Milan’s bigh cathedral towers, Amid the sculptured saints, stand, And iook below upon the bowers, Far-apreading, of this glorious land. Sublimely fair! On either side ‘The spiendors rise, the benuties glow— ‘The leafy plains, the rolling tide, The movatain summits robed in snow, But 'tie not Nature’a lovely face That bere shall captivate the mind: Man is the genius of the piace, And claims the tribute of his kind, On Monte Roga’s peaks I gaze, And thousand Alps that guard the clime, But think the thoughts of other days, And dream the dreams of coming time, Tf old Mont Biane, here iooking down Serenely from his sovraa height On all thia maze of bower aad town, Rejoicing in the morning light, Could fina perchance a touuder tongue tell the story of tbe plain, Since Rome’s first couqueror's ‘were young To the last ripening of the grain; What gory histories he might speak, What deeds of infamy recall, ‘What crimes of Roman and of Greek, What shame of Vandal and of Gaul, What seas of gore in warfare shed, That here made fat the hungry clay, What pyramids of human deai, What murderous glory passea away ! Italia! too euperbly fair! Ob, matron, beautiful and chaste! To daily with thy raven hair, Ur loowe the girdie from thy waist, ‘To wee thee smite with lipe impe: So clasp thy knees, and to ado: The Kings and robbers of the world Have fought nad wreatied cvormore;— Fought oa thy bosom, till it streamed Alike with blood of thine and theirs, And thy polluted eyebauls gieamed With pang? of paesioante deepatrs, They smote thee, chained thee, garged thy breath; They trampied, booted, on thy charms, And pierced thee daily to the death, To snatch thee from a rival’s armas. Ob! aspirations of the wise, Ob! struggiea of the good and bravo, Shall no one raise her where she lice Bieeding, nos breathless, ia the grave? Shall vo one rise with arm of might To shield from plundering priests and Kings, And lift ber from the gioom of night Into the world of living things ? Roure thor, Italia! Thine alone The arm to free thee and defend From tyrants on the fleld or throne; From open {00 or wily friend. Bigges thee, Tals, yt tons ! ugh bound and bleeding, thou art stron; And enap the chains of Gothe aud Hung,” And ali who plot to do the wrong | Rouse thee ! and, over land and sos Wherever Freedom breathes a word, Prints @ book, a prayer for thee Sball rise, heart spokeo, and be heard, ‘Thy God thine aid, and railying cry, Thy sword umabeathed, thy fing unfurled— ee fght of Liberty, i—the glory of the world! Maas, 1956. INCIDENTS OF THE WAR | LETTER FRAM A YOUS@ SOLDIER OF LYONS TO HIS MOTHER. Casnicuions, June 26, 1859. | Dear Moruer:—I am etill among the li living well ‘end Lon vivant. The surgeon of our regiment juss cul olf one ‘one of my legs, 1 was used to that log, und the separation was very cruel My Sergeant major 19 cousole me says, that | will bave aow a wellturpea leg Weil, good mo- (ber, do vot cry, Wink eather that I might have peca Killed, as & lote!’my brave comrades, You auouid pity them, or rather the families of (ose poor frienas. Ba chee: ful, ae tie coatrary, Ko0d saotier, it 18 all for your benedt, ‘Lam roo gotag to join theo, mever to separate agua, for my wooden leg Wil! force me to remato moar ® thee, 1 will do everyibwg to pieare (ee, thy dear game Of piqut! Weil now, there is a tear falling ou my letter, itis not » tear of regret, but of bappiess, for T am soon gotDg 0 kine Lhoe, LETTER FROM A FOOT CHASSBUR THE DAY AVTER THE BATTLE OF SGLFERINO. . VOLTA, June 25, 1859. bay es eg have defeated the Austriaas with ola Napoleon, wo Lave destroyed them with bis nephew. It was doyillah hot, godfather, Cristi! you would nave been well pleased to see it! I say only to see, 04 aceount of yoo" wooden leg. They have paia webl for it, as [ pro- mised ia my letter, when you seat mo twenty franca. I a: for my sdare seven white uniforme, godfather; never have I o well and 80 neatly handied the fork (bayouel), Our commender is wounded in the sbdouider; the captaln wad my sergeant mejor are killed. Ab! it waa rovgh avy bow, A8 for me, I have escaped twice, but the fact 16 1 am safe, You sent me twenty france after Mageuta; well, god{atner, to be just, you bave to give wo sixty france for “Volta, If you do euch a thing, godfather, 1 will bring youa living Aveirian to fill your pipo with, A letter written to the Gazette of Milan by a Sardinian rifleman after ths battle of Soiferino says Uaat the Aus- Wiens’ principal object was to separate the Sardinian from the French army, and psa ibe former between the lake end their artillery, 80 a& to losve it po aitermative between being thrown into the water or falling under the re of theif guns. Lhe French bave fought like tious. (1 Framcesi si batteiono da leons.) Tho Piedmontese but- tations bave tried to imitete them, All the beigbts of Soi- terino were while with Austrian corpses (eramo bianche dé cadaveri) The Turin Independents, of 24 July vaya, that since the Visit made tothe camp by Coun: Cavour, tie question of the people of Romagna has entered ints new phage, aod that Colonei Pivelli has veen gent ta Bologna to organize the volunteers. A deppatch from Vicona anvounces that Franois Joseph bd arrived there from the army of Italy ou the Lat of uly. General Maurice do So: gallantly in the affair at uv with the command f of the Sardiniag cavatry. The Opinione, of Turin, exys that the people are show- ing every posrible attention to the wounded, Brescia has Céatimguisbed hereeif in toat respect. All who had car- ringes or other vehiciea placed them at the dispoeal of the army. The surgical corps waa wove all praise, Besides tbe ailies who were wounded, the Austrian wounded bai siso to be taken care of, The Austrian commander nad been requested to have bis wounded carried off from tae field of pattie, but be refesed. Notwithstanding all the eflorts made there were ati!l, two days after the battle, wounded Austrians lying on the field. On the tomb of Jean Seteri,a French chagseur of the Apeonives, an eloquent oration was pronouaced by ove of bis comrades, Joseph Montevcill, Tt ended thus:—Weep not. These days are not made for tears. The tomb of a Soldier of independence ‘8 the «iar on which the oath of heroic resolutions i# renewed. Latties of giants must yet be fought to make Italy the free country of the Italians, The warriors woo depart wagment the duties of the war- riore who survive. Look not at this coflin, Tae young warrior is not there Ale lives again in the heaven of the brave. The sparks from his soul will inflame other souls, who wili come to kindie their enthusiagm at this torch.’” ‘The priesthood of the Alexaudria cathedral has sent the foliowipg note to the Piedmoutess Gaz-tie:—The Emperor Napoieon III, during bis stay at Alexznd¢ria, came every Sunday to besr mass at the cathedral. His Majesty has een pleased to leave to that cburch a splendid proof of his pious magnificence in prerenting to the chaptera Chalice witb cupa apd basin for tbe masa. In these sacred veesels, which are of an exquisite workmanship, divers metals are admiradly combined in enamel with precious stones. It is a very costly and perfect imitation of antique work. The imperial arms sad the inscription on the base of the chalice, ‘ Presented by His Majesty, the Emperor Napoleon [I1.,” recai tke source of the gift. ‘This officer (Aime Charles Francis Joseph) who was bamed by the Emperor on the battle deld of Soifernio Generel of Division, commanéed the First brigade of the vision of voltigeure of the Imperial guard. He distin. ‘hed bimeeif in the Crimea, particularly In the Oght of June 18, 1855, He was captain tr 1828 and Mejor in 1844. In Apri! 1849 be re'urned from Africa es Lieut. Colonel of the Firat Light Tpfantry, and op Dec. 24, 1851, was made Colonel of ths Fitty eighth. He went to the Crimea at the bead of the Nineteenth, wat named General of Brigade June 11, 1655, commanded a» brigade of ipfaptry before Sebastopol to the close of war, and was admitted into the Imperiat Guard. A French non-commissioned officer writes as follows to the Salut Public of Lyone:—I have beon a witnees, in the ambuiance, of an episode which will enable you to jadge of the stotcal courage and good heart of the French soldier. Iwas chatting with one of my frieuds, wounded in the arm, wben they carried in a corporal, sapper of the 56th, whore leg had been brokeu below the kneo. Am- potation was neceséary. While the surgeon was making hig preparations, the sapper waz calm'y smoking his pipe, The operation commenced. The sapper only let one word escape bim, and that was ‘make baste.” The operation being coded, be tranquilly resumed his pips, puffed the smoke wiih much epjoyment, and no longer thinking of himself, gave a look of pity to an Austrian officer, who wae also about to undergo anamputation. “ Poor devil,” said he. It is paid that two new towns are to be founded in Alge- Tia, to be called respectively Magenta and Solferino. Aus. trian prisoners will be employed im the work of their erection. Previously to the battle of Solferino the number of war prisovers brought to France by war vessels amounted to 8,393. Prince Gustave of Saxe Weimar, who is Lieutenant Colone! of the Cwenty first regiment of Austrian infaniry, Baron de Reiechach, was slightly wounded in the right &rm at the battle of Solferino, M. Sallandrouze, a young midshipman in the French navy, arrived at Toulon on the 30th of May on nis way to Paris, with despatches from Admiral Jarien de la Gra- woo bad hoisted his flag on board the Algesiras, Just arrived in the Adriatic. Io order net to lose time in %, Who acquitted himself so stebello, Das been invested SSNs SH NRL ACE SRPSCUA et PU le > PNB rm a tS PEI iRise RRR Se RE I the Austrians are not for payit se ro famous Paying when they ara Duke Robert of Parma, his brother aod two sistors, have been went into Switzerland, accompanied by an sede come ra Autor, the two princes are to reside and tho princesses are to enter the convent of the Sacred Heart as Brogeuz. A Paris corresponceut of the Loudon Chromicle says:— - T have received a letter from a friend, an officer mtn war engaged Owing the entire batale of Solferiao, with nis ro glment, He states tbat tho French have abous 9,000 or 10.000 men hus de combat The Austrians have, so ho bays, lov. four Men Lo the Allies one; be adcounts for this by the beavy CanDouwding that was’ Ke; retreating marees, 48 weil ag the flerce charges. pen ‘hem by the Frenon cavalry. ay informant say Hea ‘Bot the terrific storm taken place we should nave killed at least 8,000 or 10 00U more of them, as we had just get several butteries of our heavy ritied cannons wo boar upoe the dark xray masses that were moving away Our pisore Were at poiot Diank ravge of them, and their ioss would bave brew droaoful Just et the critical moment tae Biorm burst over us, apd for the #pace of an hour it was impoesibie to see ten yards before us. The Austrians tas Owe the safety of their retreat to La beeen The writer epeaks to glowing terme of the coolness Courage dis played by the Emperor Napoleon curing the eatire day. It is easy to wee from the tone of the letter how happy writer was to Dave fought under the immediate notion of his sovereign. “My men,” gays the young oflloer, “fought like lions. Vive J’ Ampereur was shouted as eect, bayonet found its bioody sheath, The groaus of the dying were drowned by the cheers of those woo bounded oa Warde with a courage never surpassed. ‘Notre Empereur nous vegarde,’ was the vniveraai ory.’” M. Perrée, Auditor of the Council of State, who just returned to Pans from the Emperor Napyleon, to whee be carried despatches, reiates that he foucd bis Majeoty the morning after the battie of Soiferino in « house at Cavriana, Ais Majesty bad passed the night in aa ih. furpisbed room, wbich was also occupied by some of buite, and the Emperor was only separated from them by imple curtain. The Emperor was ia perfect beste, wad ontertatoed the auditer at oreakiast. A table in the reom wus covered with ways and piaoe After reading che @cepatches, the Emperor prepared bis answers to taem, and in afew boure sent off M. Perréo, The Minister of War at Turin bas issued a notice that ex- ‘fancies in the artillery aud corps of engineers. The first condition requis ed 1#, that the Candidates must be citizeas of the State, whether belonging to the hereditary turrt- tories or to those recentiy annexed. Governor Farini line iskued a decree at Modena, dated the 220 ult. sbolisbing the punishment of the bestinado and flogging prescribed as an additional punishment by the police regulations of the ex-Dake of slodena, Many Milanese phyviciaus und surgeons have beem sent by the municipality of stilan to Brescia wad Bergame to afford their aid to the wousded The Milan Gazette states that nearly all the wounds have been Sailicted by grepe. The Lombardia, of Milan (new organ of Count Cavour), Of the 28:h uit., publishes the text of an address presented to Governor Vigliani by the clorgy of Milan, represeated by the rector of the pariah of the Cathedral and those ef the other principal parishes of the city. In this nadreas the clergy express their joy at the victories of the Ailiva, And state that before ua well as after tho breaking oat e¢ hostitities they prayed to God tor the emancipation of the country from Austria, and will now, boww by word ef mouth and by exampie, strenuously support the govera. ment of their august King Victor Emanuel II. The Milan Gazete bas received a warning for an artiste entitied, “Neutrality of the Pope,” in whica it had gone too far in the investigation of the serious questions con- bectec with that subject. Governor Mae has issned a decree at Milan, order- {og the immediate suspension of all operations relating to the ‘‘80 called’’ national Austrian loan, imposed by the tm- Patent of June 26, 1854. The bonas of the ssid joan &re to be refused ag payment at all the public offices, Nevertheless, the holders of auca bonds or certidcates of payment are to keep thom in order to have them regs- tered as forming part of the claims of the Lom»arde Ve- Betian kingdom against the Austrian exchequer. ‘The Courrier des Nant-s states that no sooner had the Austrian prigoners been installed at La Mettrie than they divided themselves into distinct natiovaltics, and bad fuch violent disputes, and even fights, amoug themselves, that it was found necessary to interfere to reswre order. Tt_bas already been mentioned that two of the sons of M. Bixio, ex Minister of Public Works in France, aad for- merly French representative at Turin, bad enroiled them- | selves at the commencemont of the war as volunteers im the Sardinian army. M Olivier Bixio, tbe younger coming home M. Sallandrouze landed by night at Rimini, and in order to reach Leghorn passed through several towns in the Pontifical States occupied by Austrians. He was several tiwee arrested, but from the flueat muaner in which be spoke English be was taken for a native of that countuy and yelrased; aod having passed rapidly through ‘that part of Italy, arrived at Leghorn, He states that under tbe idea that he was an Eogiieh man, the Austrians lavished on him acts of politeness which were at times rather embarrazsing. The Paris Moniteur publishes decrees sigued by the Emperor, at beaquarters, promoting General ¢orey to the oignity of Grapd Cross of the Legion of Houor; Gen- eral Blanchard, Colovels Cambricls, Meric de Bellofou (since deceaged,) and Conger! Dumesat! to the rank of Commander; ergat other lieutensnt colonels and chefs de Dattailion io that of officer, and makiog thirty-three nomi nations to that of kuigot, ail for distinguisbed services in the combat of Montebello. Sixty eight miitary medals ave been aleo conferred on non comrmissioaed officers and privates for the same affair. Geoeral Count Gervaix de Sonpax, of the Sardinian army, bas also received tho de- coration of Commander of the Legion of Honor ; six other officers im the Sardilan fy nominations as kniguts; end BIx Lou-commissioacd vilicers and privates, the Sreach military medal. The Piedmontore Gaztte of the 30th ult. publishes the 57th and 68th butletins: out the oals pew taformation they contain is, tbat on the 29h of July one Spetrant, mason, of Pavia, was shot, afier @ trial by cours martial, ag belug an Austrian apy. The Genoa Gazrtte states that,on the 28th ult., while General d’Herbitton was saporintending the traasport of (ue French sick ana wounded to the boapital at Genoa, two gestlemen took up some wounded in tne carriage and conveyed them to the hospital. General d’Herbillon, deeply affected at this mark of sympathy, has requested the municipativy to thank those gentlemen in bia name, Prince Eugene of Savoy has, by a decree of the 29th uit, diseolved the communal counci! of Modane (4 rienne) for baving neglected to uffurd proper accomus tion to the French troops during their passage throu, that town. The Piedmontese Gazette publishes three decrees of the 28th and 29th ult, ieued by Prince Eugene of Savoy, and countersigned Cavour, enacting: That the national guard o’ the kingdom shal: furuish detache corps for the service of the war; 2 That officers and aon commissioned officere who have left the army may be re admittea with their tormer rank, provided they he fit for sercice; 3. That bakers not furnishing the ratioze ordered witbia the proper time, or of the proper quality, shall oe liable to flees equal to the value of the rations wanting, if declared bad. there js also a decree issued by Couat Cavour, or- dering the natione: guard of Turin to farnish 600 men for the formation of ® detached corps. The Gazette des Hospitauz publishes a letter from a sur- reon in the French army, dated Montebello, which says:— We have to attend at this moment 800 ‘woanded—600 French and 800 Austrians, Tne cew projectiles protuced extraordinary effects, and we foresee that we shall have mony more operations to perform than when rouad bal were used. The sanitary stare of the wounded 1a sat factory, and they are in good spirits; in spite of their sut- torings French gaicty ves not ubsudou tuem. The Gazelle du Midi states that an order has been ro- ceived at Toulon to immediately eend to Italy 400 seamen and 400 mariner, to be seiected amongst the moet rob zat men and the most apt at gymnastic exercises. The Monitore Toscano states that the Duke of Modena has carried away the money belonging to several public of. Scea, beeidee 800,000, which were ip the tresaury at Reg- 210 Being resolvet, moreover, not to leave anything for the French tw gotat, he has svt all tbe game at liberty which was kept in tno preserves at San Felice. He has alco ordered all the bridges to be destroyed, und and the road of the Abelone to be rendered impaseable. Count de Rechberg, the new Minister of Foreign Affairs &t Vienna, is sbout to transmit (the Word states) to the European governments & sories of documents couneciod with the present conflict, consisting of a memoir oa the Turcan revolution and the causes which led to it, and the letters which were exchanged between Count de Cavour and the Duke of Modena. By this commucsication Uoant de Rechberg wishes to draw the attention of the Cabinew to the dangers which threaten Europe on that side, A hospital is being established in the Isle of Sardinia for the convalescent wounded of the French army and pavy, and 200 infl men of the military hospitals of Val de Grace ani the Gros Caillou are to leavo Paris in a few daye to be employed in it. The hospital was to be opened on the 15th of this month. ‘The state of siege has been raised at Anoons, but the Austrians continue to act exactly as If it existed. Forced labor continues; from 300 to 400 laborers from the viliaged im the vicinity are obliged to come in and work unre- mittingly at the lerge earthworks which the Austrians are making, but the franc a day ia better than nothing, and son, has just been promoted to the rank of officer for gallaat conduct. ‘The Paris Sport says:—Militaty law ig so infloxibie im Prussia that no one under any circumstances can ve ex- empted from military service. M. Svhickler, member of the Racing Committee of the Jockey Ciuo of Paris, aad the well known owner of race horses, who is a Prussian, has received orders to join tue 81h corps d’armée of Pri fia, he belonging to the landwehr. Count de ia Rochefow cauld, member of the Jockey Ciub, chet d’escadron o: Chasseurs d’afrique, was made prisoner at tne bat Bolferino. The Orenoque arrived at Toulon lately, from Gonos, with 298 Austrian prisoners. A letter from La Fére (Aisne) says:—This town eom- tnues to be most animated, Hundreds of women, wno gain excellent wages, are constantly occupied in making cartridges, several millions of which have been alresiy Bent off to the scene of war; and other women are o Ployed in making bags for grapo shot, The g: son, which bas been increased by 900 men who had been om revewable furloughs, is no ‘onger supplied with bread from the government bakehouses, but from vakers of the town, asthe former establishment ig fully occupied iw making biscuit for tbe army of tly. A number ef military workmen specially acquainted witn biscuit making arrived here some time since from Paris. A car- penter in the town who has coatracted w supply boxes ‘or packing the biscuits can scarcely make them fast enough for the demand. Tae despatch of provisions and military stores from the arsenal 18 going on incessaatiy. St .Euenne also has acquired considerable activity fren the war. Among other orders given is one for preparing two millions of oblong projectiles, 1,300,000 of wuich aro intended for the navy. In several other of the large towas of Franco considerable orders have been given for shoes, sheets and various other kinds of supplies, The other day (relates the Orleanais), ag a number ef Austrian prisoners were pagsing through Orleaus, a con- siderable assemblage of pergons had collected to see then. A little boy, about soven years of age, wormed his way through crowd, got into the middie of the road just before the Austrians, and after looking at them for a mo- ment made a profound bow A Lets t who formed part of the detachment, flatterod by this mark of respect from one g0 young, took tne child in his arms aod asked him why he saluted them. “Because (was the reply) I have been told that you are unfortunate.” “ Aias! we are 80, my boy,’’ said toe other, with tears ia his eyor. You do well to reepect misfortune, and I oaly wish [ nad something to give you as a souvenir of tho p'easure you have procured me. Ican only kiss you’ The boy im- mediately offered his cheek to the prisoner, who kissed him with much feeling, amidat the emotion of the nume- Tous spectators. The section of the Turin and Milan ratlway comprirod between the bri¢ge over the Ticino and Magsnta was re- opened to public trafflic on the 3d inst, The Lombard Institute of Science and Literature has as- sumed the name of National [nstisutc, Tne memoers nave renounced their pensions until tue ond of toe war; they yo hes given up the decorations they bat received from ustria. The journals of Athens expreen great sympathy for the cause of Italian independence, and some of them have opened subscriptions for the wounded aad the necassitous families of the volunteers. In adaition to the donation of 50,000f by the Empress- Regent to the fund for the army of Italy, aiready aa- nounced, Prince Jerome hag given 10,000. the Princoss Clotilda 6,000f., and each of the other members of the Managing Committee 600f. The funeral of General de Cotte, aid decamp of the Emperor, wha died at Montechiaro on the 221 ult. from the rupture ef an ancurism, and whose body was sont to France by the orders of hig Majeaty, toox place on the 6th of July at the church of St Thomes d’aquin, with ail the honors due to his rank. A number of military moe of rank were present, and the great bodies of the Stare were repreeented by deputations of their members. Af- ter the religious ceremony, the body was conveyed to Pere Lachaise for interment, escorted by 400 men uf the Fifth and Seventh regiments. The Fiorentines and Modenese have learned with disgast that the horeaitary archdoke of tbe first aud the arch Guke of the second were watching from Solfermo tae ex- pected defeat of Italy and her champions. At Bologna the municipal authority has put forth a pre- clamation (24th June). Citizens! Perugia, after a dee- peraie defence, hive failen icto the power of savage cenaries, called povtifical, and hae been srcked and ved to an upheard of way. Yesterday these hirelings have fled before our neticual bannor, and the sacred cry of Haly echoes torough our free tow Shall wo suffer our brotbers to be cloven down in the weaker and smalier boroughs? It would be infamy and tronson, Not until vbey are in Bafery caD we proceed to the aid of Lombardy. LUIGI CANARA, AN(QNiO MONTANARI, GIOVANNI MAL VEZZt. ‘The Princess Va'entini, sister of the late Prince Canina, who was molested at Perugia, must not be confounded with avother siater, Madame Buonapart Wyse, who is at Viterbo. The following is an extract from a letter dated Naples, Ja'y 2, 1869:—Phe recent victory of the French over the ‘Whoie Jine of the Austrian army ia catculated to bring tt war toon immedicte close, Things hore are not going om satiefactorily, Either the government is slow or the ubo- rals are too fast. There may be reason on botn sides—it is bard to prees on the young sovereign a complete change of syetem in opponition to the views of bis inte fatoer, #0 coon after his death. Sach a step would be a deeecration of his memory and impolitic, ag all suddem changes ic governmental systems are, Besides, the libe- rals really know nothing of the practical diitioulties of ench changes—the opposition of the clergy and of the masses ip not taken into calcution by them. They would run beaciong to a constitution the first article of which ertabliehee intolerance in religious matters, a8 if a con- atitutional 7éyime could stand on such # basis. Tho Ttaitan Niberals can talk and write splendidly on the liberty of the subject, but practically they know nothing about tt, nor of the statistics of the oppowing elements in the coun- try which they,have not the industry to collect. The Empress Eugenia !s indefatigable in the execution of the duties which have devolved on her during the ab- sence of the Emperor, aod Councils of Ministers arc held. every day, either at St. Cloud or at the Tuileries. The London Times bas spoken of the harsh manner in which the Austrian prisoners aro treated in france; the ‘best answer which can be given to such a statement is to quote the following letter from an Austrian officer at Tours, in which he says:—We have every reagen to bo satiated with the way in which wo aro treated by the French authorities. We have the woole towa for our |, and everything possible is cone to ameliorate our #ad position, The only thing imposed upon us is!to Bead any letiors we may write open, w the Minister of War, and the French government afterwards sends them to their destination. The wife of General de Ladmirault has, though in an ad~

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