The Express.
London, England, 1867-12-12 00:00:00

TALLOW MARKET.-(THIS DAY.)

The market is quiet. Town tallow. 41s. 9d. ; Petm a-
burg Y.C. on the spot, 4N. Od. ; December, 42a. Gil.
to 42e. 9d. ; Spring, 435. to 435. 3d. ; March, 435. 93.

HAY IURKET.-(THIS DAT.)

Mr. Charlea James Easton reports trade firm at the fol-
lowing prices, viz.:—Prime clover, 105 e. ; inferior ditto,
60s. to 75e. ; prime hay, 81s. ; inferior ditto, Us. to 60s. ;
straw, 30s. to 365.

Lord Kenlie, of Underley-hall, son of the Earl of
Bective, the present M.P. for Westmoreland, is spoken of
as a likely candidate for the seat rendered vacant by the
death of the Hon. Colonel Lowther, M.P....

KARL BLIND IN BRADFORD.-011 Monday even-
ing a lecture was delivered in the lecture-ball of the
Mechanics' Institute at Bradford (Yorkshire), by Karl
Blind, on " German Freedom mid Unity ; a History of
National Aspirations." The chair was occupied by Dr.
Bridges. On the platform there were Mr. Hanson, editor
of the Bradford Rerieto ; the Rev. Mr. Sharman, Mr.
Samuel Kell, several representatives of the German com-
munity, Dr. Bronner, Mr. Barthelmes, Mr. Schonemann,
and Moos. Landolphe, formerly member of the National
Assembly of France.
ROYAL IRISH CONSTABULARY. —One hundred
and fifty breech-loading carbines (converted from the En-
field rifle) have lately arrived at the depot. They are in
every way a splendid weapon, and the men are delighted
with the change from the cumbersome Enfield. Another
issue is expected daily.—Dablia Erasing Mail.
SERGEANT KZLLY.—Sergeant Kelly has almost
quite recovered from the wound which nearly proved
fatal, and it is expected he will be able to leave the hos-
pital in a few days. —Dahlia Evening Mail.
DRESSILS AT DIEPPE.—Take all the fashion-plates
that have been issued during the last six or eight months, 1
whether in Paris or London, cut out the figures, end set
them up on end before you, and I fearlessly and truth-
fully assert that you would not see fashions so outrageously
grotesque as those that were passing before my eyes at the
Rtablissement of Dieppe, at this, the daily promenade.
To attempt to describe them would be for me futile ; a
court milliner could not do it. They were new to the
world—of a style that had not been worn in our days.
Short robes with two skirts, the under one in vandykes,
the upper one of marvellous cuts and angles, that the eye
could not understand in a day's gaze. Long robes a queue,
very ugly '• or with sweeping trains, very elegant. Satin
petticoats trailing the gravel, embroidered white muslin
skirts flowing over them. Some of the toilettes were beau-
tiful, some hideous ; • few were white, others comprised
all the colours of the rainbow. Look at mademoiselle
there ! She is twenty-seven, if she's a day, and she is
dressed es lidie. A pretty white muslin frock, with a little
flounce ; a short-waisted full bodice, in gathers ; simple
sleeves, tied up ; no crinoline, a white satin sash tied be-
hind, and low black shoes, with large bows : all exactly as
we should dress a baby. It makes mademoiselle look fif-
teen, at the moat ; and the little hat, perched on the fore
part of the head, resting on the nose, partially hides the
face, and keeps up tho delusion. See mademoiselle's
cousin, a young lady of twenty or so. A young lady ! Up
go the eye-gismos, for it looks like a harlequin coming
along. A short costume of indescribable shape—neither a
gown, nor a coat, nor • cloak, nor a frock ; somethieg
composed of loops, and ends, and fullings, and pockets,and
tails ; the colours black, and blue, and white, and yellow,
and red ; bronze boots, coining half-way up the leg, tassels
at the calves, heels three inches high, not placed where
heels should be, but nearly in the middle of the foot; a
jaunty little sailor's hat, on the eyebrows as usual, with
red streamers behind, and • little red animal on the brim
in front. And so mademoiselle sails along, for the ad-
miring benefit of all beholders. Who is this, in blue and
silver? An elegant woman, in a delicate blue silk train
and jacket, garnished with silver ; small silver flowers in
her hair, by way of bonnet ; and a parasol that looks like
• blue-and-silver butterfly. There goes one, all brown,
from hat to boots—that peculiar shade we are taught to
call Bismarck =dada. Following her is a costume of
white and black. Behind comes a demure little figure in
grey, who has been pleased to discard crinoline entirely ;
she consequently gets more than her share of gven'', and
is in all probability English. Is it • school-girl of tour-
teen, is short frocks yet? No, it is • woman who has
been married these ten years, and hes girls at school her-
self.—Argosg for December.