The Sun.
London, England, 1855-06-18 00:00:00

Second edition

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LLOYD'S SHIPPING-',THIS DAY.)

LONDON, June 18.—Wind this day at noon, N.W.;
moderate breeze, and cloudy weather.
MARGATE, June 17.—A French brig got on shore on the
Sand this afternoon, and sunk; crew picked up by the
Prince of Wales (s.), and taken to London.
PORTSMOUTH, June 17.—Wind, N.N.W.
H.M.S.rrived—.
.MS Devastation, and left for Woolwich; insula
Pen,
(s.m. 172), Constantinople, and left for London ; City of
Aberdeen (s. 202), do. ; Victory (s.s. 10
Sailed—Nile, for Madras and Calcutta. 3), Constantinople.
FALMOUTH, June 17.—Wind, N. W. Arrived—Free-
land, from Bahia ; Allison, Akyab ; Maria, Pernambuco;
Thomas and -William, from Liverpool, for St. Thomas, to
stop a leak.
PLYMOUTH, June 17.—Wind, N.N.W.
Childers, for the Cnast of
DOVER, June 17.—Wiud, N.W. Sailed—Howard, for
New York.
HARTLEPOOL, June IG.—Sailed—Stall Schiedam, for
Havannah.
SUNDERLAND, Juno 16.—Wind, E.S.E. Sailed—ln-
dustry, for Hong Kong.
HULL, June 17.—Wind, W. Arrived—Venerable, from
Greenland.
KINGSTOWN, June 16.—Wind, N.W. Arrived—Wa.
pella, from St. John's, T.T.B.
DUBLIN, June 16.—Wind, N.N.W. Arrived—Cascade,
from Porto Ilico.
BELFAST, June 16.—Wind, N. Sailed—Mischief, for
Barbadoes.

(Br SUBMARINE AND BRITISH TELEGRAPH.)
GRAVESEND, bionday, 10.12 a.m. Wind, ; tide, near low water ; weather,
cloudy and moderate.
Arrived, June 17—St. Laurence, from Callao ; Johanna,
Aalbecktnuller ; Emma, Malmo.
Arrived, June 18—Ann, from Shanghai; Scotia, from
Encrelholm.

DEAL, Monday, 9.44 a.m.
Wind, . W.N.W. light and fine.
Passed, 17th— light
Eglinton (s.s., 165 transport), for
the Crimea; Slatur Rebow, for Palermo ; Chanticleer, for
Newfoundland—all from London; Peninsular (172 tran-
sport), from the Crimea; H. Tanner, from Callao; Pro-
peller, from Balaklava ; Chaim (barque), from Glasgow;
H. *area, from Matanzas—all for London ; Caribbean
(made No. 710 third pendant), from Sunderland, for
Bombay.
Sailed—Fifoshire, Rockliffe, and G illivare, for river.

THE CALEDONIAN BALL. —On Friday evening, the
annual grand bal costume, in aid of the funds of the
Royal Caledonian Asylum and Royal Scottish _Hospital,
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took place, with great c'clat, at Willis's Rooms, Ring.
street, S. James's. The dresses were of more than
usual magnificence, comprising every imaginable variety
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I WHAT'S IN THE WIND Now ? The Tuesday last gives the followincr Kreuz Zeitung of
list of fashionable arri•
vale at Berlin, and all at diffe%
litzin, at the British Hotel ; h.srn.t hotels :—Prince Ga•
nitscheff, President of the I'Highness Prince Tscher-
Aide-de-calnp of the E 1 Imperial Council of State,
Cavalry, at, the Rotel do i)e1"or, and General of Russian
o Petersburg; Butterlin, Lieut.-
General in the Russiam service, at the Hotel du Nerd;
Colonel Von Bul-0
• wiczki, at the Victoria Hotel ; Von
Heckart, Chancellor of the Prussian :Embassy at St.
Peter-'
huurg (with des l- 's Hotel; and
pa.ches) at Schlosser .
Baroness Vod ' • Stieglitz, wifs of a Russian councillor
of state, at the Hotel de Russia; all direct from St.
state,
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8 -- ARTRIDGE.—CoIoneI Colt, whose re•
volving pistol now forms a part of the necessary outfit of
every officer of the army and navy, has recently in-
vented a new cartridge, which, with the lever ramrod, id
calculated to render this weapon as perfect as any inven.
Con. can well be. The cartridge is said to be waterproof.
to go off clean, and to be so adapted as to admit of rapid
loading. Amongst the many important testimonials re-
cently added to the value of this revolver is one from
Colonel J. A. Chalmer, R.A., who, after submitting it
to a to-t of 400 rounds, at ranges varying from 60 to 100
yards, speaks of it as a "good, effective, substantial,
and serviceable arm." Lieutenant-Colonel A. Gordon
and Captain Sir Thomas Hastings, l't NT
----, ~ in their evi-
dence before the select committee on small arms, also
speak in the highest Praise of the efficiency if the weapon.
—Unfree/ /Service Occetre.

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all this, and then imagine in the very crisis or
climax of the tomfoolery, in the midst of the
grinning, leering, squinting, squeaking, and extra-
vagance—the disguise being dropped off, and the
wearer 'of the motley revealing to the as-
tonished gaze of the beholders the person of a
sedate and learned Reverendissimo. Suppose the
incident we have here described, and you have
conjured up a scene precisely analogous with the
one just performed in Mr. Colburn's establishment.
L In the revelation, we mean, of the authorship of
" The Modern Orlando." That silly and outrageous
example of rhsmed buffoonery proving to have
emanated from the hand and brain not of a Bayes
or of a Jack-pudding, but from the hand and
brain of the Rev. George Croly, LL.D. Wonder-
ful it is to remember, moreover, that the learned
doctor seems rather proud of his achievement. The
expression of his visage as seen through his Pre-
face, is altogether somewhat smug and smirking,
as he confesses to being the Delia of the equivoque,
as Malaprop-like he "owns the soft impeachment."
souls The author's face still piebald with the chalk and carminehe, as the reverend curator of the
and
hiosfWnaolbwrloeodkg,edapip)reeafressaieton recognise no-
thing incongruous between his latest doings
acknowledged
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every canto and stanza the evi-
dence of an intolerable, and none the less becauseintoler-
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Are-examinationsaconvinces us the more, if p •
throughout to the
work r ivo
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ness of our original estimate 'of its absur-
dities. Dr. Croly seems thhaevseomunisd.-
taken twaddle for vivacity, and italics for wit.
Hisifigares of rhetoric
.are initials and asterisks.
His design may be most aptly expressed
" as -
fusion worse confounded." His entire " con"
may be most correctly designated as—
j poem
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gallimaufry. No wonder our clerical lien,est as
author of the "Modern Orlando," finds it heart to lament over the loss pf Beau Brunarne in his
n, as
over that of a congenial spirit, exclaiming
" Our pantomime bas lost its Pantaloon."
He himself, as the clown of another pantomime,
pays his tribute in a note to the shade of that Prince
of Folly and Paragon of Affectation as a "genius,"
a man who "does more, and is more, than the mil-
lion." It is really something wonderful to us how
a scholar like the Rev. George Croly, and as we
had thought him to ba hitherto a man of taste,
and one, if not fastidious in his literary predilec-
tions, at least skilled in the more subtle and refined
arts of literature, could possibly, in his sober senses,
have vamped up " a thing of shreds and patches,"
such as this would-be satire, upon the present gene-
ration. Time proves that ho would not only scrawl
these seven cantos of rhythmic "Nonsense from
the land of Nod," correctirr, the proof-sheets of it
and giving it with au air of complacent effrontery
to the world of readers and reviewers, but that
long afterwards he could have the astonishing hardi-
hood to revise a seccnd edition of the whole, and
" write himself down"—never mind what—by de-
liberately placing his name, as that of the author,
upon the title-page. Throughout, the work is
plentifully sprinkled with dainty little scraps of
Parisian phrase—canaille, badauds, rognons, salle,
patisserie, toupcts, triste, chansons, et cetera, et
cetera—nothing less than the fribbling chit-chat
of the most incorrigible of mimetic petit-maitres.
While, whatever has any pretension to be re-
garded as English is so egregiously and per-
tinaciously italicised as to degenerate into the
style peculiar to those who ye been happily
called the "Forcible Feebles." Pronouns, con-
junctions, prepositions, and interjections are
sown over the pages broadcast in italics, " I
felt," " / was," "I made," " there stood," " yet
keeps," cant cceteris paribus innumerabiliter.
And so, and so—" Carlo mio," as Dr. Croly would
be regarded (judging from his preliminary excerpt
from "Lettere Scelte, v. 2)—turns his pen (as he
thinks) into a pencil, and his ink (as he fancies)
into colours, and his paper (as he fondly imagines)
into a canvass, and, taking Nature (hapless Dame !)
as his sitter, daubs, as Elia would have it, such a
wonderful viznomy ! With all the colours in the
wrong place, and every line askew—a hag instead
of a goddess—a diabolic nightmare in lieu of a bea-
tific and celestial day-dream. A monstrous freak such
as that of scribbling a poem (!) like " The modern
Orlando" requires at the hand of the critic scarcely
a hint even in the way of serious reprehension. It
constitutes a crime against good taste that contains
lin itself its own punishment. If it does not ac-
tually," damn its author to everlasting fame," it
would infallibly with any man otherwise less emi-
nent brand him with the brand of a long-enduring.
ridiculousness. It dismisses our author either (at
his option) to the "Limbo of the Inane" or the
"Paradise of Fools" amidst explosions of derisive
laughter. Leaving him—the merest travestie of a
Satirist, the veriest caricature of Ariosto—with a
wry face and a blank lookof bewilderment—secretly
in his heart of hearts (in another sense than the
one proposed) a veritable Orlando—Furioso !