The Express.
London, England, 1864-04-04 00:00:00

THE =I/ESS, MONDAY EVENING, APRIL 4, 1864.

patent leather boots, a silver grey gabardine with a
scarlet lining or hood, and an embroidered smoking
cap, which looked as if it had been worked by some
fair admirer. A black silk handkerchief rotmd the
neck—of course no collar—and a light crimson ban-
dana thrown loosely over the shoulders, completed
a costume which, for picturesqueness, it would be
difficult to equal. The impression produced on me
was that I saw before me one who was
In strscgth a man, simplicity a child ;
and as he gave his cordial and hearty greeting to
each new and old friend who pressed forward to
clasp him by the hand, it was impossible to avoid
the conclusion that we were in the presence of one
eminently qualified by nature to sway a nation and
secure its sympathies. In repose his countenance
is lion-like in its gentle gravity and conscious
strength ; when animated, it lights up in a way 1
can only compare to the effect of sunshine upon an
already beautiful landscape. He understands Eng-
lish perfectly, but speaks it with a slightly foreign
accent, and it may interest some readers to know
that on my shaking hands with him we reciprocated
right heartily the peculiar grip only known to

Brethren of the mystic tie.
Menotti Garibaldi, a finely-built, sailor-like
young fellow, of some two and twenty, and Ricci-
otti, his younger brother, who has been educated in
England ; Signor Basso, formerly a supercargo
under Garibaldi, now his secretary and, as he is
half playfully termed, his "chaplain;' Signor
Guerzoni, a member of the advanced Italian party
and whilom a fellow-senator of the general's, were all
visible at intervals during our stay on board ; while
inquiries as to " the mill I helped you to build,"
and other details connected with life at Caprera,
prove that intimate friendships are being renewed
upon every aide. But there is a cry for Garibaldi to
come on deck, for we are nearing the end of our
journey, the crowds are hurrahing on the wharves,
and the captain is anxiously waiting to show his
honoured guest. Every ship within sight of us
has its deck crowded, flags are waving from every
mast-head, and all the available space around the
dock is filled with cheering, handkerchief-waving,
enthusiastic townspeople. The Mayor is soon on the
paddlebox by Garibaldi's side, =din a manly earnest
speech, delivered with the gesteral's hand in his,
eloquently bids him welcome to England, above
all welcome to Southampton, and informs him
that a carriage is in waiting to convey him to his
house. To all this Garibaldi replies " Mayor, I
am grateful, I will accept your hospitality." As
the General seta foot on land(after warmly thanking
Captain Rogers for his courtesy, and charging him
with his compliments to the officers of the ship) a
fairyoung lady is presented to him, and with a rever-
ence evidently coming from the heartseizes his hand,
and, despite all deprecatory gestures, raises it to
her lips. He is next seated in the Mayor's carriage,
and driven off amid plaudits on all aides. It is
understood that he will remain the guest of the
Mayor until to-morrow, that he will then proceed
to fulfil his engagement with Mr. Seely (to whom
he said in my hearing, "Ah ! you English say
time is money," on being hospitably pressed to ex-
tend his stay) ; and that on Saturday next he will leave
the Isle of Wight to become the Duke of Suther-
land's guest at Stafford-house. The Southampton
town council meet at half-past ten to-morrow
morning, and walk in procession to the Town
Hall, where the address will be presented at 12.
The length to which this notice has already gone
prevents my entering further into my personal
impressions of the great maul have seen. To me it
appears that we have now among us one sans
pair et sans reproche, and I must content myself
with hoping that during the whole of his stay in
England Garibaldi may in all contingencies decide
as wiselyas he has done to-day ; and throughout his
visit be welcomed as heartily, as warmly, and as
honestly as by the people of Southampton.
To Signor Negretti, one of his countrymen and a
valued friend, the general gave a small slip of paper,
on which he wrote with a pencil :

Cari arnici,—Dosidaro non even di
Sopra tutto non imitate del tamulti

politico.

G. GimAi.Dt

Dear Frieedo,—l do not deeheaay political

Above all not to excite any agitatinc.

During Garibaldi's stay on board the Ripon, all
were alike to him, having a kind word and a shake
of the hand for every one, his two gallant sons
following the example of the father. Garibaldi is
said to have assured friends on board that his visit
to England was not a political one, but merely to
meet the invitation of his numerous friends whom
he had long promised to visit. The general stated
that his wound at times was painful, but he thought
it was mending. On arriving at Gibraltar, at 6
p.m. on the 29th March, the anchor of the steamer
was barely dropped before a government steamer
steamed alongside, bringing military and naval
officers with a letter from Sir William Codrington,
the governor of Gibraltar, congratulating the
general on his safe arrival, and giving a pressing
invitation to visit Gibraltar. This the general
declined, owing to the short stay of the Ripon,
which had to sail at 8 p.m., so that it was utterly
impossible to comply with the kind request of the
governor.

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.