The Press.
London, England, 1854-10-07 00:00:00

THE PRESS.

QUERIES FOR THE
Laurels ! guerdon for the brave!
Hear the jolly tiding !
Willing arms from Alma's wave
To his granite ramparts gave
Nicholas a hiding.
Tell us, Emperor serene,
Have we to thank Aberdeen?
Should we hail this glorious day
Had your old friend had his way?
Chastisement is not ill luck ;
It was long accruing;
British valour, Gallic pluck,
As he chose to run a muck,
Pitch'd it into Bruin.
Tell us, Emperor serene,
Have we to thank Aberdeen?
Should we hail this glorious day
Had your old friend had his way ?
Menschikoff with all his clan—
His Crimean levy—
Tartars—Calmucks from Kagan—
Queerer lots from Astrachan—
Had it hot and heavy.
Tell us, Emperor serene,
Have we to thank Aberdeen?
Should we hail this glorious day
Had your old friend had his way ?
Menschikoff for his mistake
May lament in alto ;
If his carpet-bag we take,
To the Sultan we can make
A present of his paletot.
Tell us, Emperor serene,
Have we to thank Aberdeen?
Should we hail this glorious day
Had your old friend had his way ?
Bruin's vaunts have come to nil.
Where's his ultimatum?
From his carcase, if we will,
At our ease we can distil
Excellent pomatum.
Tell us, Emperor serene,
Have we to thank Aberdeen?
Should we hail this glorious day
Had your old friend had his way ?

SATURDAY,

lines of communication are open with Kertch to the east, and with
Perekop to the north. As reinforcements pour in to the allies on one
side, and to MENScHIKOFF on the other, the warfare will assume mightier
proportions, and be less likely to meet with speedy decision. Thus
far MENSCHIKOFF seems to have shown good generalship, but we are
entirely without data of his loss on the 20th. Our troops have suffered
severely, and we are glad to perceive that the claims of the widows
and orphans of the gallant fellows who are freely shedding their blood
in our service have met with influential advocacy, and that a public
appeal is made on their behalf.

If the northern telegraph does not lie as broadly as the eastern,
there will be work for Old CHARLEY'S fleet before the ice seals up the
Baltic ports yet. A despatch from Copenhagen relates that " the order
" for the return of the fleets has been countermanded," and that
" steamers have been sent to fetch back the ships sailing homewards.'
The fleets, then, had been ordered home in the first instance, and,
whatever movement is in contemplation, much valuable time has been
lost. Surely there must be some wretched bungling at home, or such
contradictory instructions would never be given.

The investigation into the affair aboard the Dauntless proves how
easily what is called " public" indignation may be excited against
innocent persons when they happen to bear her Majesty's commission.
One of the accused gentlemen left the court "without a stain on his
" character," and of the other nothing more could be said than that he
had been as thoughtless and as imprudent as sailors are apt to be
when " three sheets in the wind." But is it no excuse for him that ho
had returned from Bomarsund only the day before ? The virtuous
mob, which was so indignant at the notion of an outrage to a woman,
would have torn the other unfortunate girl, EMMA LODGE, to pieces, if
she had not been rescued by the police, because in her evidence she
spoke the truth, and thus disappointed the said mob, which expected
her to confirm all the slander their prejudice had conceived. The
honourable and humane commander of the Dauntless must, we are
sure, have been as deeply grieved as any man could be that the nasty
carouse should have occurred aboard his ship. That there is a
remedy for such mischief cannot be doubted. The captains
of ships and of companies must consider themselves (fifty
years ago they did so) as standing to their juniors, very strictly, in loco
parentis. At all events, ships and barracks may be kept as clear of open
pollution as colleges and mercantile establishments. Vke may, at
least, be made to slink and go stealthily. Young men must not be left
for days and nights to roam about the streets, or to gamble and drink
and fight in barracks, or else the blood shed in battle will be nothing
to the reckless self-sacrifice of the parent who gives his child to her
Majesty's service.

CZAR.