The Express.
London, England, 1862-03-27 00:00:00

GARIBALDI AND THE MILANESE.

The Wan Gess* of the 22nd gives the follow•
ing interesting *mount of the extraordinary scene
occasioned by the visit of Garibaldi
The Wain bringing Geomal Gerlbeldi arrived hem yester-
day at II o'elook. As soca as the emend get oat and saw the
hemenes maltiasia, which looked like • sea in • tempest,
be at awe expend • fear of • repetition of the acme
of Goma. "They will greatly annoy me," said be,
" g they attempt to detach the horses." His her
wee met unfounded, for the trams bed hem already
est. It was • full quarter of an how briars be maid leave
the Alden, and more than an hoar before he arrivedat the
hotel. Torches, transparenciee, fise, and musical beads
preceded him; a living wall hammed be the aerie"
which maid rally proceed a yawl at a time; there
wee bat cae cry, one amisanatios, as from time
to time the hymn of Garibaldi merged into an
indescribable burst of enthusiasm. At midnight the
general reached the hotel, and descended in the midst of the
crowd which had invaded the courtyard, and crowded for-
ward only to touch the edge of his deer. Summoned by
universal applause, the general appeared in a few minutes
on the balcony, (Inroad in his magic red shirt. Re meted
his left arm upon the railing of the area, and with his right'
hand he took off his Catalan cap, and, fixing • calm look
upon the crowd, he made a signal for silence. At last a
profound hush ensued. Then was heard the liquid, metallic,
sousicous, and enthrewng voice of the peen', and from his
sheet pauses it was perceived that he expressed his thoughts
as they arose his mind and heart. " I Lad you," he said,
"people of the Five Days ! I congratulate myself on being
in this city, which contains so many of my companions in
arm'. Hail, people of Milan I Some years have reseed
sines you taught Italy tow to get rid of the canaille!" We
have italicised these words because the general uttered
them very quickly, after having sought in vain for other
leagaege. It is evident that at the bare idea of Austrians,
and all other enemies of Italy, the soul of Garibaldi
is in • flame, and he can find no other terms
than those which his anger suggest... "Milanese,"
mellased Garibaldi, in the midst of constant interruptions,
"I esegratulate myself with you ; you seem to me to-day a
pagle capable not only of a Five Days, but of •Twemty-five;"
sad. bearing at this moment the ales of Rome and Venice
ebbe rose on all sides, " Yes, Rome and Venice," continued
the general, waving his hat ; "Yes, Rome and Venice ;
he who thinks that we have forgotten them strangely de-
ceives himself. Milanese! You will not be the last
(A voice—' No ; the first I') You will be amongst the first
to deliver our enslaved eaten." The shouts which ensued
prevented us from catching the exact sense of some
other remarks from the general. " Ooly one word
mace," he added ; " for it is cold, it rains, and my
voice is failing me. I am amongst you now to organise
rifle shouting. My mission is to profs/ate the rifle. Prac-
tise, Milanese, with the musket. Yon shady know how
to nianiruvre the bayonet—hey!" It is impossible to repro-
duce the accent, the intelligent expression, which he
gave to this phrase. He soon after waved his hat
once more, and w:thdrew. Tbio morning at day-
break a crowd assembled before the hotel, shout-
ing " Viva Garibaldi!" and waiting for the
moment when he would leave to present with his own hoed
to the volunteers of the Southern army the medals which
have been sent to them by the King. The crowd increasing
every minute, the genera was constrain, I to appear.
He took off his hat to them and said a few words,
which were almost loot in a thunder of applause. He im-
mediately retired, but the people, who seemed wiLl with
delight, continued to call for him. The genetsl appeared
again and urged them to disperse, saying, "Thanks, thanks,
we shall see each other again." All the shops in the city
are closed, se daring a Pte.