The Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1860-06-14 00:00:00

THE SEIRRI AND THE SOLDIERS.

On one point only the people are implacable, and
that is the deatk of the sbirri, who are hunted down
like wild beasts, and shot wherever they are found. In
the first days, especially, there were regular hunting
expeditions undertaken against those best known, and
many were killed before anyone could interfere. If one
recollects what misery the espionaage of these people
had entailed on the population, one can scarcely be sur-
prised at the popular fury against them. The desertions
still continue, and, strange to say, mostly among the
non-commissioned officers, sergeants, and corporals.
HORRORS OF THE BOMBARDMENT.

One might write volumes of horrors on the Vandalism
already committed, for every one of the hundred ruins
has its story of brutality and inhumanity. It is, above
all, in the quarters to the right and left of the Royal
Palace, mostly inhabited by the poorer classes, and
thickly crowded with monasteries, that the horrors can
be witnessed by everyone who walks up. In these small
houses a dense population is crowded together even in
ordinary times; the fear of the bombardment crowded
them even more; a shell falling on one, and crushing
and burying the inmates, was sufficient to make people
abandon the neighbouring one and take refuge a
little further on, shutting themselves up in the cellars.
When the royalists retired they set fire to those of the
houses which had escaped the shells, and numbers
were thus burned alive in their hiding places. All
about the neighbourhood of the Albegeria the air is
charged with the exhalations of the corpses imperfectly
covered by the ruins, and with that greasy smell occa-
sioned by the burning of an animal body. If you can
stand the exhalation, try and go inside the ruins, for it
is only there that you will see what the thing meats.
You will not have to search long before you stumble over
the charred remains of a human body, a leg sticking out
here, an arm there, a black face staring at you a little
further ou. You are startled by a rustle, you look round
and see half-a-dozen gorged rats scampering off in all
directions, or you see a dog trying to make his escape
over the ruins; myriads of flies rise up at your approach,
and you hurry gut, in order to escape their disgusting
and poisonous contact.
I only wonder that the sight of these scenes does not
convert every man in the town into a tiger, and every
woman into a fury.

It is stated that Kossuth is at present in Paris.
The Newstead Abbey estate was offered for sale yes-
terday. The highest bidding reached £121,000, when
the auctioneer announced that the reserve bid was
£lBO,OOO.

THE EMPRESS AND THE ZOLTAVES.—Letters from
Nice speak of the impression left in that town by the
Zouaves of the Guard :—" The Empress Dowager of
Russia frequently spoke to the sentinels as she passed
them, and she one day told the persons round her that
she never could have expected to find common soldiers
possessed of such perfect tact and rare intelligence. All
those who were spoken to about the English Crimean
medal immediately evinced a generous embarrassment,
and endeavoured to avoid the questions addressed to them
by turning the conversation to another subject. The
Grand Duke Nicholas, who was at Nice with his mother,
was also very partial to the Zouaves; he knew most of tho
officers, addressed them by name, and frequently entered
into conversation with the non-commissioned officers
and privates. One day, two Zouaves who saw an old
man knocked down by a carriage, took him up in
their arms to carry him to his house. While doing
so the Empress happened to pass in her carriage, and,
seeing the soldiers engaged in their kind act, stopped
and offered them two 20f. pieces. The Zouaves, thank-
ing her Majesty for her kind attention, said, The
money will be more useful to this poor man, and we
beg your Majesty to allow us to offer it to him.' The
Empress, much affected at this kind action, felt pleased
at repeating it,"

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svorting :Ifuttitigtnre.

NEWTON EACES.---YEsTERDAy.

Master Bagot
Birdcage •
Baronet

Weasel
Horace
Miss Julia

TRIAL STAKES.

NEWTON lIANDICAP.

Twelve ran.
AfAIiERFIELD PLATE.

............
Seven ran.

HAMPTON RACES.-YESTERDAY.
MIDDLESEX STAXES.

Claire
Borderer

King Forest
Confusion ..

Little Lady

Audrey

Sever ran.
INNKEEPERS' PLATE.

Four ran.
CLAREMONT STAKES.

STAND PLATE.

RACING FIXTURES FOR 1880.

Southampton
Odiham
Bibury Club

JUNE.
15 Winchester.
19 Newcastle...
20 Chelmsford..

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strength PI

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YTS

H. TOOK E,

(SUCIESSOR TO F. L. HAUSBURO),
OLD POST-OFFICE BUILDINGS

LIVERPOOL,
Respectfully solicits attention to his immense Stock of
JEWELLERY,
of the newest and choicest designs, and in the greatest variety.
SILVER AND PLATED GOODS,
of the teeir-fashionable patterns ; the quality warranted.
WTCES.
London-made LEVERS,A with Hall the latest improvements.
Liverpool WATCHES, at all prices.
Geneva WATCHES, from the best makers.
CLOCS
of all descriptions, including theK very latest designs, con-
stantly received from his Manufactory at Paris.
ARTICLES DE PARIS,
a rich and varied astortment.
SEVRES, DRESDEN, and PARIAN CHINA, BOHEMIAN
GLASS, and BRONZES.
BUHLWRK,
of every description.
DRESSING-CASES,
WORKBOXES, DESKS, ENVELOPE-
TABLE AND
CASES
P,
Oand FOLIOS.
CKE
MEDIEVAL and PAPIER-M T CUTLERY
CHANDELIERSACHE GOODS.
,
Glass and Metal.
LAM P S
of all kinds.

Public Buildings and Private Residences Fitted fur Gas.
Estimated mid Prices forwarded on application.

W. T. requests the favour of an inspection of the stock,
and bs leave to state that he has determined to adhere to
the modern rule of business, viz :
SMALL PROFITS AND QUICK RETURNS.

W. H. TOOKE,