The Sun.
London, England, 1864-07-15 00:00:00

about their past are preying upon their minds I
Now let us turn from this double row of suicidal counten-
ances to the faces which brighten up the Paris vehicle.
How eager, how observant, how ready for the enjoyment
of any incidental fun, and—in this so different from the
Britannic humorist, who, when he is amused, is always
ashamed of it—how ready to show that they areenjoying
the joke.

Mr. Charles Collins evidently keeps his eye well
upon the alert wherever he goes. Instance, this, his
droll, serio-comic recognition of the vexation some-
time caused to us in the streets, by any chance foot
passenger going at pretty much the same pace, in
pretty much the same direction as one's self :
You begin to question this stranger's right to walking
your way. What can he have to do in that neighbourhood ?
What business has he to adopt your pace ? (it never
occurs to you that ho might consider ycu were adopting
his). What right has he to wear .:tat particular kind of
coat ? His legs are aggravat:g, the back view of his hair
insupportable, his hat
if our with,- pOsitive insult.
wants to place a refection before
one of
ho-- )1,15 characters, in Paris, some fine forenoon,
If appetizing is his description, as follows, of—

A breakfast at the Caki du Cardinal I What a room to
breakfast in to begin with, what wealth of glass and
marble, and white and gold. How pleasant to unfold your
snowy napkin as you seat yourself at the little round table,
and take up the unimposing newspaper which savours so
much more of pleasure than business, to turn at once
to the theatrical bill of fare for the evening :
What butter, too; what rolls, what oysters, what
cutlets, what half• bottles of white wine, what coffee
Young France may well (as it does) crowd into this place;
though where the money comes from with which it feasts
itself so sumptuously twice in the 24 hours is a mystery to
him who writes these pages, and one which he has otten
reflected upon with reverent wonder as he chips his meek
egg at the frugal London breakfast table.
_

Here, however, quite as vigilantly as in the
Parisian cafe as any where else, indoors or out of
doors the Ele Witness keeps hie weather.eye open
—still with an eye to the ridiculous ! Void !
The irritable old solitary at, the next table to this pleasant
party is hard to please, and not agreeable to dine neat; for
besides tryin all the " breads" in the basket before he finds
one to taste, fingering and pinching them mercilessly in
the, process, his ideas as the different uees of napkins and
pocket-hankerohiefs appear to be in a somewhat con-

fused and undefined condition. He objects, too,
to every dish, and has many of them changed to
suit his palate and his absent teeth. Finally, he
taxes the bill, and has the landlord sent for, and,
underpaying the waiter, leaves that functionary (who will
not stand much nonsense in France), cursing him by his
gods from between his set teeth. It is possible that that
particular waiter's temper has been already a little tried by
an English traveller who has upset the order of nature by
b iginning his dinner with a " bit of fish," taking no soup,
which alone is an unpardonable outrage ; and who, finding
a bifteck aux pommes not enough for dinner, and being of
those persons who like to dine off one thing, has ordered
another " to follow.'

Whoever can, while reading these fragmentary
quotations, yet preserve an aspect of grim serious.
ness, need turn elsewhere for amusement than to the
pages of " The Bar Sinister." Tolerably certain of
this—by the way—while he does so, that he is un-
blessed with any sense whatever of the humorous.

Pocket Edition of Butler's Hudibras.
Volumette. Pp. 410. William Tegg.
As charming a little edition of a great classic
masterpiece as we ever remember to have seen has
just now come to us, in the shape of this reprint,
in a single pocket volume, of the whole of that
world of wit, Samuel Butler's Hudibras. Knows
ing the work itself, as a matter of course,
intimately, we have but to scan it here,
purely and simply as a reprint. And, it is
while viewing it exclusively as such, as a reprint,
that we can speak of it, as we do, thus, upon the
instar,t, in terms expressive of the highest and
completest satisfaction. It is just precisely what
a pocket edition of Hudibras ought to be—strongly,
simply, prettily bound ; gilt-edged ; beauti-
fully printed in clear type, on excellent paper ;
having just a sufficiency, and no more, of terse,
apt footnotes; ten pages in length of a memoir of
Butler; a capital likeness of him as a frontispiece ;
and—sprinkled through the book among the letter-
press—those famous old woodcut embellishments
that, if we remember rightly, were first employed as
illustrations to " Hudibras" at the Chiswick Press
by Charles Wittingnem. By placing within reach
of the public generally this new issue of Butler's
masterpiece, \lr. Tegg kas done a good service to
all those English readers who are in any way
capable of appreciating one of the wittiest books in
our language.

DEATH OF " MANHATTAN.''—The well-known
New York correspondent of the ' Herald and
Standard, whose letters have been real for nearly three
years with unflagging interest, died suddenly on June 25,
while President Lincoln was deliberating whether he
should be imprisoned in Fort Lafayette or banished to the
Confederate States. It is not improbable that the excite•
meat caused by his arrest, and anxiety for the fate of his
wife and only child, a daughter whom he tenderly loved,

may have produced that fatal catastrophe. Joseph A
Scoville, known here as "Manhattan," and in America by
the nem de plume of "Walter Barrett, Clerk," was born
in Connecticut in 1811, and bred to commercial pursuits
in one of the largest shipping houses in New York. At

the close of his apprenticeship he formed a partnership
with another young New Englander, under the title of
Scoville and Britton, and embarked adventurously in foreign
commerce. Their ships had made but few voyages when a
commercial crisis, such as America had been periodically
subjec' ed to, caused the failure of the young firm, and Mr
Scoville reverted to literature and politics. He was con-
nected with several papers as publisher or contributor, and
though wanting in education, his extensive acquaintance
with men, travel, retentive memory, and impulsiveness ot
character, made him an interesting writer. Though dealing
largely in broad humour, persiflage, and exaggeration, he
was at times profound, eloquent, and even political in
feeling and expression. Mr Scoville was a State Rights
Democrat ; for some years the amanuensis or private
secretary of the greatest American statesman of his day,
John C. Calhoun, of South Carol'na. There could be no
better testimony to the real worth of his character than the
fact that he was trusted and loved by such a man. Re
wrote some of Mr Calhoun's latest works at his dictation.
and was with him until his death. He after wards married
a relative of the deceased statesman. tiV ith such a political
education and associations he could not bo otherwise than
a friend of the South. He had no expression strong enough
for the contempt he felt for the Republican party and its
proper chief, Abraham Lincoln, and the corrupt crew
gorged upon the spoils of war and the plunder of the
Northern people. If he professed to be a Union man, ha
did not hesitate to say that he preferred Jefferson Davis
to Abraham Lincoln as the President of the Union.
If in his letters he reflected the hopes of the North,
and the feelings around him, it was never difficult to read
his own feelings—and reckless as he has sometimes seemed
in his statements, his letters have been on the whole more
truthful then Federal dispatches. Some allowance must
be made for his position. He could not say what he wished,
nor serve openly the cause he had at heart, but he managed
while he lived, in spite of Federal tyranny, and with Fort
Lafayette in sight, to do that cause good service. Mr.
Scoville was generous to a fault. No man ever asked his
aid in vain if he had power to help him. He had known
misfortune and poverty, and sympathised with the dis-
tressed. His good qualities had made him many friends
For two years before his death he held the honourable ap-
pointment of reader to the Common Council of New York;
and it was a matter of considerable doubt whether President
Lincoln, even at the instance of General Dix, and after a
full examination of the treasonable correspondence of
"Manhattan," would hare cared to put that holy to the
trouble of selecting a new reader. We have no disposition
to ignore the literary faults of the letters of " Manhattan"
and the author of " Marion," but it is proper, when his
energetic labours have been brought to a sudden close by
the hand of death, that we should give him credit for his
merits and demerits.—The Index.
HONOURS TO ENGLISH SURGERT.—The King of
the Belgians, having now passed 13 months in ease
and comfort, has been pleased to confer upon Mr. Henry
Thompson, of London, to whom he owes his cure, and whom
he has rewarded by the munificent fee of £4,000, the fur-
ther distinction of nominating him Officer of the Order of
Leopold, and Surgeon-Extraordinary to his Majesty. Th's
is a just and well earned honour. The King is in excellent
health, can take all sorts of exercise freely, all symptoms
of malady have disappeared. The case, as is well known,
was one of great difficulty and responsibility, and it was
also known thr ughout Europe that M. Civiale, of Paris,
and the distinguished CLrmen surgeon Langenbeck had
each been specially summoned previously, and, after patient
endeavours, had been bsfiled in their labours, and had
failed to effect a cure. Thus, when the skill of Mr Henry
Thompson succeeded in relieving the King from his suffer-
ing, and removing his immediate cause, the honours which
he won were reflected in some degree upon the English
school of surgery which he represented, and Mr Thompson
will assuredly receive cordial and general congratulation
upon the marks of esteem which King Leopold now
bestows upon him.--The Lancet.
THE NEWSVENDORS BENEVOLENT AND PROVI
DENT INSTITUTION. —Mr Alderman Lusk has engaged to
take the chair at the annual festival of this institution, to
ba held at the FreenneDue"Eayerg oh the all inst.