The Express.
London, England, 1868-01-28 00:00:00

PORTUGAL

LISBON, JAN. 27.
The King to-day distributed the prizes to the
pupils of the Polytechnic School.
The country continues tranquil.

EXPRESS FROM PARIS.

trim OUR ows coaausroenaer.)
PARIS, MONDAY EVENING.
The loan now announced by M. Magne is of no
significance whatever either as regards peace or
war. Far from being, as was at one time antici-
pated, an appeal to credit for great reproductive
public works, it is a cheeseparing measure, asking
timidly and parsimoniously for only the least
possible amount of money (large as that amount is)
reluctantly confessed to be necessary to tide over
existing difficulties. For this poor purpose M.
Magne is fain to admit that " great patriotic
sacrifices are necessary from the country."
M. Magne may have the satisfaction of urging that
his financial report produced no fall at the Bourse.
No doubt the usual efforts were made to support
the market for this day, and there are many vati-
cinations that to-day's quotations will not hold till
the end of the week. However this may be the
closing prices of the Rente, after very slight oscil-
lation, were 68fr. 25c. for cash, and 08fr. 32ic. for
account, being a fall in the first case but of 10c.,
and in the second a rise of tic. Italian rose
17ic. Credit Fonder, Mobilier, and Comptoir
d'Esompte closed at about Saturday's quotations.
There was a fall in Mexican Bonds of 10fr., the
general interpretation of the report, so far as they
are concerned, being that the holders will get less
than was lately expected.
The Petrie, one of the papers originally included
in the prosecution for illegal " reports" of the de-
bates, but ultimately discharged with a none pro-
sequi, says very honestly this evening that after read-
ing the judgments against 10 of its contemporaries
(some of whom, by the way, were convicted against
the opinion of the public prosecutor) it is totally at
a loss to understand why it was not just as guilty
as the others. In the present state of the law, it
will abstain fromany notice whatever of the debates.
But it will treat, as it has an undoubted right to
do, of the questions discussed day by day in the
chambers, and give independent " parallel"
opinions upon them. The imprudence of the
government campaign may be judged of when its
own best supporters are driven to such devices.
A new play by M. Emile Augier is always an
event. He is generally held to be the first of
living French dramatists, and if greatness consists
in setting forth a modern, hackneyed, and &bore
all an indelicate story, through the antiquated
medium of marvellously harmonious verse, few
will contest his right to the palm he enjoys. The
Francais, on Saturday, played for the first time his
now drama, Paul Forestier. The censure prohibited
the representation at first, and if the veto had
been maintained few authoritative acts of inter-
ference with the freedom of the stage would have
been more justifiable. His hero, Paul Forestier,
is a painter, the son of a sculptor. The young
artist has a mistress, who is a married woman
but separated from her husband. The father, a
widower, who for love of his son shrank from a
second marriage, adopted the daughter of the
HOMO that he would have liked to be married
to. This daughter he destines to be the wife of hie
son. He makes the proposal to him at a moment
when the latter happens to have had a quarrel
with his mistress, and the young man accepts the
wife provided for him by his father. Before the
celebration of the marriage the mistress, having re-
solved to make an amende honorable, comes to pay
a visit to the son, and getting into the wrong studio
—(both father and son are artists)—she makes Fo-
restier, sen., acquainted with her position. He
reads her such • sermon about the honour of his
family that she consents to get out of the way for
six months, and to withdraw her pretensions if at
the end of that period Forester, jun., forgets her.
The mistress being thus happily got rid of the mar-
riage takes place between the artist's son and the
virtuous young lady found out for him
by paternal solicitude. Five months of turtle-
dove bliss are supposed to follow. At the end of
that time the mistress, her divorced husband
Thum or Da. JOHN DAVY, M.D., F.R.S.—We ga
have to record the death of Dr. Davy, the brother and in the meantime dead, returns to Paris from
biographer of Sir Humphrey Davy, and eminent as • tour in Italy- The villain of the piece, a friend of
chemist, geologist, and nhyeiologist, which took pleas on all parties, has had an intrigue with her at Venice
the 24th inst., at his residence, Lesketb•how, near Amble-
—not that she liked him, but that she wished to
side. The deceased gentleman was born at Penzance, is
Cornwall, in 1790. He studied medicine in Edinburgh, be revenged on her real lover, of whose wedding
sad took his M.D.
ared t, degree in that university in 1814. she had heard,
yhetsi
dandin at the. and whose wedding-day she chose
tHe
ime of his decease deliberately for the single favour which she granted
general of army hospitals. The deceased has been to a being equally detested by both. The villain,
a most copious writer having written several volumes on
imaging
general 'abject., heckles • large number of inners who it is part of the "cunning" of the dramatist
over the whole field of natural soignee. His physiological to represent as unaware that ha is hated and not
repearebes have been principally pub fished in the " Phhlo
eophiced Transactions; the " Tranaartions " of the Reyal
Swishy of Ediabergh and the Royal Medico- loved, tells young Paul Forestier of all that has
cal happened at Venice, and begs him to go to see the
Sealetr- Davy displayed la intimate "Paint' lady and mike an offer of marriage to her on his
ease with, arid has sue written largely on, the soleness of
• ofseries "lectures on Olt4o day. The weak-minded Paul goes to see his old
rzsatenss, =and chemistry. One of his most
behalf. Prism redit Venus is then the order of the
mistrv," in which this sciences is regarded lend ts relations
to the eteeeerhae, the earth. the et., the as a mistress, not to fulfil his mission, but to over-
apteeltere. The deceased was a fellow of the Rail whales her with-reproaches for her infidelity to
Sosiggies of Leedom end Edinburgh, anther of "hize, A scene follows which can scarcely be de-
af Oh Hamphrey Davy," sad eater of his solleshid
. scribed but by the French word " imposeible."
works, 9 'rola, he. A

The Earl of Devon and Lady Agnes Courtenay
purpose to return from the Continent on the meeting of
parliament.
Viscount and Viscountess Castlerosse and family
have arrived in Belgrave•square from their seat, Killarney,
Ireland.

THE FENIANS AT BOW-STREET.
(THIS DAY.)

The demeanour of the people assembled in Bow-
street and its approaches this morning was in the highest
degree suggestive. A stranger standing at the corner of Wel-
lington-street and the Strand at a few minutes before 9
would have been struck with the amused expression of the
men and women clustered at the doors of shops, on the
steps of newspaper offices, and at odd places in the street.
There was something irresistibly attractive abroad, for
foot passengers and omnibus riders, cabmen, and
crossing-sweepers, were all on the broad grin. Follow-
ing their glances you saw • couple of unusually
stalwart policemen patrolling the pavement quietly
and peacefully, but each with • cutlass suspended
from the leather girdle encircling the substantial
waist of that ugly black serge dressing-gown—the police
uniform-coat. That was all. Two or three couples of
of large and stolid policemen were dotted about the
Strand, end the fact of their wearing swords was positively
construed into a comic incident. Presently there was •
clatter of horse's-feet, and a harsh rumble of wheels, and
a score or so of mounted constables followed by a police-
van turned the corner of Wellington-street, at shriek trot,
and drawing up in line across the road at Bow-street,
kept • clear space in front of the police-office.
From the Strand to Bow-street everybody had been abnor-
mally alive. The coatermongers with barrows just filled
from Covent-garden ; the potato merchants reckoning up
their morning's gains, and regarding the real business of
the day as over; the threatrical hair-dresser in night shirt
and slippers evidently just roused by the noise from bed ;
the sodden-faced people out of the gin-shops neer ; the
printer's men and clerks at the various journalistic offices ;
the official messengers proceeding to early duty at Somer-
set-house ; the roughs and blackguards assembled for their
regular morning's gossip over the goal-delivery—a guard of
dishonour to the state coach ; the wine merchants' men
stocking their carte with bulky hampers at the corner ;
the poor wretches clustered round the closed doors of
the Albion, in ltusaell-street,to beg for broken victuals ; the
boot-cleaners under the Lyceum portico, and the carvers
at the ham and beef shop, were all laughing. Fenianisin
might have been • playful jest, • mere pantomimic demon-
stration, like a buttered slide or • potted baby, to see the
uniform air of puzzled amusement with which the armed
policemen were viewed. When the van reached Bow-
street another little cluster of constables, also enthused,
with Mr. Superintendent Durkin, looking wonderfully
smart and urbane, at their head, received it, while the
men on horseback drew in two lines across the street, so
as to keep a clear space in front of the police-court. A
struggle to peep between the horses ; a vein endeavour to
peer through the steam rising in thick clouds from their
smoking hides ; • general mounting on cabbage-carte, cab.
wheels, and on each other's ahoulders; &glimpse of something
alive, but wholly unrecognisable for policemen, now in abet,
now in • cap, being handed in regular order between a row
of felt helmets, and past Mr. Durkin, into an unpretending-
looking private house, satisfied the crowd. There was no
further attempt to see which of the bats or caps covered
the alleged authors of the Clerkenwell outrage, nor half so
much interest taken in the prisoners is their guard. There
was neither sympathy, nor hissing, nor cheering ; and even
the usual semi-famticres remark. in which • London mob
delights were absent. "Do yer twig their blamed toastin'
forks? Oh, my ! ain't you fine, William!" from n coarse
Amazon, who was bending under the weight of a hugs
basket filled with oranges on her head, was almost the
only attempt at chaff we heard. It was all over in two
or three minutes, and the prevailing expression of the
crowd was one of suppressed amusement. All remem-
haulm of the murderous slaughter of Sergeant Brett ; the
Vireo deaths on the Manchester scaffold ; the tourers of
helpless women and children at Clerkenwell ; the dire
threats, and wild alarms of Fenlanism seemed to be
obliterated by the mere eight of policemen wearing cut-
lasses and mounted upon horseback. Any student of the
times wishing to test the popular feeling concerning die-
afflicted attempts would have read an interesting lemon in
the humorous incredulity, the sturdy disbelief in trcason,
with which the conjunction of civil officer, and military
arms were received this morning.