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THE, SUN, LONDON, MONDAY EVENING, 'JULY 13, 1863

29, taken possession of by Gen. Schenk, for rea-
sons detailed in the following order:— _ .

" Headquarters Middle Department, Eighth Army
Corps, Baltimore, June 27.
" Special Order.--There is an association existing in the
City of Baltimore known as the ' Maryland Club. The
meetings of this body, and of those who frequent its rooms,
or are entertained by its members, take place at a building
on the corner of Franklin and Charles streets. Departing
from the original character and purposes of its institution,
this club has for a long time past degenerated into a resort
for those who are disaffected toward the Government. hos-
tile to its legally constituted authorities, and who give
countenance, encouragement, and aid to the unnatural and
causeless rebellion by which our institutions and national
integrity are sought to be overthrown. So dangerous and
mischievous an association cannot be permitted longer to
maintain this attitude in a loyal community. The' Mary-
land Club' is therefore suspended, and its house of meeting
taken possession of and closed. In the execution of the
order, the names of all persons found in the building, and of
all who belong to the association, and of all who habitually
fr,quent it, will be taken, and an inventory will be made of
the property and records or papers of the association, and
the same held subject to future orders.

"By command of Major-General SCHENCK.
" Don Platt, Lieut.-Colonel acd Chief of Staff."
The following order has been issued by General
Banks at Port Huds:4::—

" Headquarters, Department of the Gulf, 19th Army
Corps, before Port Hudson, June 15.
" The Commanding-General congratulates the troops
before Port Hudson upon the steady advance made upon
the enemy's works, and is confident of an immediate and
triumphant issue of the contest. We are at all points upon
the threshold of his fortifications. One more advance, and
they are ours. For the last duty that victory imposes, the
Commanding-General summonses the fieldmen of the corps
to the organisation of a storming column of 1,000 men, to
vindicate the flag of the Union and the memory of its de-
fenders who have fallen. Let them come forward. Officers
who lead the column of victory in the last assault may be
assured of just recognition of their services by promotion ;
and every officer and soldier who shares its perils and its
glory shall receive a medal fit to commemorate the first
grand success of the campaign of 1863 for the freedom of
the Mississippi. His name shall be placed in general orders
upon the roll of honour. Division commanders will at once
report the names of the officers and men who may volunteer
for this service, in order that the organisation of the column
may be completed without delay.
" By command of Major-General BANKS.
" Richard B. Irwin, Assistant-Adjutant-General.'

also no shirts, and who come to the insurgent camps
clothed in vermin and rags? And is there any ex•
case for making brave officers risk their lives and
reputations iu endeavouring to lead such miserable
creatures—the refuse of the Polish towns—against
Russian troops, who are no more " demoralized" in
Volhynia than they were in the Crimea, and who
can certainly make as good a stand against a horde
of Polish ragamuffins as they did against the well-
trained soldiers of France and England? At the
risk of diminishing the distant glories of what is
called the Volhynian insurrection, I cannot
help saying, simply from sympathy for the
courageous and devoted men who have been killed,
wounded, or, if not wounded in a physical sense,
utterly disheartened by the result of the Galli-
cian invasion, that this attempt to bring a rising
about in a province where it was next to i--s-
-possible was utterly unjustifiable. The Poles would
nave undoubtedly a right to try and get back
their ancient provinces by force from the Russians
if they had any chance of succeeding in such an en-
deavour. But the chances of success were not sim-
ply more or less against them; it was a positive
certainty that they would fail, and fail in the most
ptaayn a
e very
men who were sent
disastrous manner. If they had taken Radziwilow
they could not have held it. If they had marched
into the interior they would soon have been sur-
rounded and cut to pieces. If, before coming to that
inevitable end, they had got a number of Polish
proprietors to join them, then the peasants would
have been let loose, and we should have heard of
fresh massacres and of emancipated Ruthenian serfs
a and
cut-
ting
whereas, proving
out
the eyes the ir l
of r
foorles.
Even
if
a Vs
o farllay an si a I
had
by flaying
eager
forinsurrection,can learn from the statements
large
that
portion it should
of
the expenses—even
of half-a-dozen proprietors from different parts of
the province, the general
wish
hwy
abe let alone, and be allowed to limit its part in the
altogether, quite
intoPolishv
g
o imovementhynia were,
e r toe thenkiing h
them
unfit for the difficult and dangerous work assigned
to them, and any man with eyes
could have seen at
a glance that many of them were fit for nothing in
the world.
"I thought," said one of Wysocki's captains to
me, when I went to see him in the hospital at Brody,
where he is lying with a bullet in his leg, " I thought
I should have found the same sort of men fighting
here that I found in Hungary when I was in the
Polish Legion. It was too bad to give me such
rubbish to command."

"If you could have seen your men beforehand,"
I inquired, " would you have left England and your
wife
,and family to take charge of such soldiers ?"
"Of course not," he replied. "It is no use try-
ing to lead men who cannot be got to follow. I was
not merely disappointed, but disgusted, when I saw
what material I had to deal with."
....

" What class of men had you in your company ?'
I continued. " Do you think I could call them vaga•
bonds ?"

" Well, they were covered with lice, and were the
sort of persons that you night find in swarms for
any sort of work in Whitechapel. I should think
vagabonds' just the word for them."
_ _

"And how long did they remain under fire ?" I
asked. " Only for a few minutes. I was hit about
20 minutes after the battle had begun, and already
half my company had got away. I had only 40 men
left. I believe they all wandered into the woods
and dispersed as soon as I was carried to the rear.
People will be abusing the General," he went on to
say, " but he did his best, and the officers did their
best to support him. The first and fourth com-
panies were the only ones that did any real fighting.
The others had so many bad men among them that,
taken altogether, they were quite worthless."
Another distinguished officer, who had fought in
all the great Italian battles, from Novara to Solfe-
rino, and who triad to the last to persuade himself
that the men he had to lead to the invasion of Vol-
hynia might turn out first-rate soldiere, said to me
rather sadly a few minutes before crossing the fron-
tier---"
of ledependence,
tier—" This does not remind me much of the Italian
with the Borromei and the
members of all the greatest families in the country
serving in the ranks. however, I must do what I
can"—and he certainly did what he could, and what
A s r ne
received
iovneed wsaohneoyrat
enpd:hkyt
aov Ite
part in the Galician expedi-
tionis rather difficult, at first
few other men would have been able to do.
houses
easn yi n bat true
Eastern patriots
Galicia,
mea
I: to
rCinr aye ouwn
d,
eart
his
under orders for Vollaynia,
joined it.
to
Itu understand
name ; that the soldiers would
the
ele I knew that the officers were
andwhe
where
Ivma various ui
insurgents e countryurgts
who had proved their worth
trheaaltlyWwyosrotchkyi
of
fould
who were now about to fight,
be of the same class or classes as the great bulk of
our volunteers,
for the most part men
ga. It might even have lea-
in foreign armies, and
force ; but I had reckoned
not for Hungary or Italy, but for their own native
land. A force so composed, however small, might
ragamuffins who met my eyes for the
vhweainvtheedoduoatntmehengerrheagatiZr
first time in the woods, and who were past leaven-
ing. These curious patriots are the sort of men that
no one sees anywhere—though, as Captain --,,
Pay, certainly, but then their
with a fine knowledge of London life, remarked, they
grow rich, it is simply to live
there is no danger in going
may be hunted out in the slums of Whitechapel,
can keep
linheaywr
receive
va
en dmreunneya,wt
()any,
and I think might also be discovered in the haunts
of the vauriens who infest the Parisian faubourgs.
expenses; are privileged and
intoigrrdrhlecca'ytb Aaowtbstejlrfeeeocitfwityshiotenui I otuto
danger,
o
Buccefat beggars;
directly the firing begins'
for
often their travelling
very
after week and month after month with gratuitous
lodging, feed, drink, and tobacco; are supplied with
boots and shirts, which, when they run away, they
are not expeetecl to return, and altogether kid the
kind of life which a mean and cowardly "vaga-
bond" would en:l°Y. If these are the men whom
their superiors in Galicia are obliged to engage to
do the bloody work of the Polish insurrection, then
the Polish insurrection must have fallen very low
in the estimation of the Galieians, whatever they
may say and write on the subject. Between the
Galician rabble who betrayed their officers before
Radziwilow, and who now accuse Gen. Wysocki of
having betrayed them, and the 12 Lithuanian gen-
tlemen who supported the wounded Narbutt in front
of the battle until he and they were shot down,
there is just the difference which exists between
baseness and heroism of the Lithuanians in general.
No one says that the Galicians are bound to endea-
vour to drive the Russians out of Volhynia : but if
they make the attempt they should make it in a
becoming manner, and, for the sake of the men who
mean to fight, abstain from sending as their sup-
porters men who are not likely to daanything but
.c,
run trick, • To aimat exciting an insurrection in
veihynia in any manner was, however, about as
kind an action to the Polish inhabitants of those
provinces as it would
provl . be to a child oppressed by a
excite him to
giant to rise against his oppressor.

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back at the cattle fair of Pizany (Charente). A
sudden panic, the cause of which is unexplained, suddenly
seized upon the whole of the horned cattle at the fair, and
nearly 300 bullocks and cows, bellowing with fury, rushed
about, trampling under foot men, women, and children.
Twenty-eight persona were more or less seriously injured,
one woman having her face badly torn and an eye forced
out by a bullock's horn.
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SPIRIT OP THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.

SATURDAY REVIEW.—About May or June, if
country cousins are to be believed, a distressing ail-
ment makes its appearance among the select, throng
which calls inself the fashionable world of London.
The delicate mechanism of the human eye under-
goes a periodical derangement. What may be the
precise nature and seat of this ocular malady we
must leave the faculty to determine. The symptoms,
to a casual observer, resemble those of intermittent
ophthalmia, or, perhaps, still more, those of colour-
blindness. For want of a more technical term, let
us call it person-blindness. The retina on whica
all external forms and shapes are usually imprinted
with equal distinctness becomes suddenly incapaci-
tated for reflecting a whole class of persons. Sup-
pose, for instance, that a male patient, young and
handsome, and exquisitely gloved and boated, is
taking a canter down Rotten-row, or lounging
over the rails where Privilege, inclining itself at an
obtuse angle, pays an easy afternoon homage to its
fair friends. The chief features of the surround.
ing scenery will remain unmistakably visible to
him. Neither the Duke's statue, nor Gibraltar, nor
the Serpentine, is clouded by a temporary eclipse.
Nor is the sufferer's power of recogising certain
persons impaired. He can discern at a glance the
reigning beauty of the day, as she flashes by in her
well-appointed barouche. He can single out of the
well-dressed crowd his own fashionable associates.
But only let his eye light on some countenance,
glowing with a fresh colour,and redolent of buttercups
and hay fields, and all becomes a blank. There is
a sudden collapse of the visual organs. The eye
which just now sparkled with intelligence has lost
all speculation, and kindles with none of the tokens
of recognition :
So thick a drop serene hath quenched its orbs,

Or dim auffuscon veiled. -
Probably that countenance belonged to some nice
gushing young lady with whom he has danced and
flirted at a county ball, or to some good fellow with
whom he has ridden, and cricketed, and sung comic
songs, but whose notions on dress are yet in their
infancy. In either case, it will become suffused with
a flash of mortification at being so coolly ignored. It
is never pleasant to be reminded of one's own in-
significance, whether by the crushing sublimity of
an Alpine solitude or the equally crushing subli-
mity of a London dandy—particularly when, within
a certain radius a hundred miles from Hyde Park
Corner, you are endowed with a personality which
cannot be overlooked. The English country parish
is usually a sort of miniature Japan, with its lay
emperor, the squire, and its spiritual emperor, the
rector, and to belong to the family of either mag-
nate, the:parochial Tycoon or Mikado, is apt to breed
in the mind a self-important habit of thinking. The
young yeople from the Hall or Rectory feel, there-
fore, peculiar disgust when their cousin in the
Guards or Circumlocution Office passes them in the
Park with the same impassive stare with which he
surveys the monkeys in the Zoological Gardens.
They feel, also, a stinging consciousness of look-
ing very foolish ; for at sight of the well-known
features they have probably been betrayed into a
smile, or gesture of recognition, which fails to
elicit any response. It is always bad economy to
waste one's sweetness on the desert air, but there is
something particularly aggravating in being de-
tected nodding into infinite space.
SPECTATOR.—The origin of the Kennington job,
of the Horticultural Gardens, of recent fetes, of the
plan for a West-end Cremorne, and of the much
larger ideas which are to be " developed according
to the assistance received from the public," is the
Commission of 1851. That body, having the assist-
ance of the Prince Consort, whose name is now used
so incessantly by men without a tithe either of his
ability or his moderation, was as successful as the
Commission of 1862 has been the reverse. They
made money fast, and they used it shrewdly. Their
profit on the Exhibition amounted to some
£lBO,OOO, and, aided by Government with a grant
of £175,000 more, and compulsory powers of pur-
chase, they laid hands on a tract of land which
proved an excellent investment. So rapidly has its
value risen that, after selling the site of the South
Kensington Museum for £40,000 below its value,
and the building site for £140,000 under the price
obtainable for the fee simple—which the country,
however, has not obtained—they are, by Mr. Lowe's
confession, in possession of X 300,000 more, and a
reversionary right to the Horticultural Gardens,
worth, should they ever be abandoned, at least as
much again. There are twenty-two acres of them,
saleable at least at £15,000 an acre after all en-
cumbrances are cleared off. Those figures imply
an immense success, and it is simply ridiculous to
abuse the Commission for a display of business
faculty which, in an individual or a body owning
estates, would be considered worthy of all com-
mendation. Bishop Blomfield has been praised
to the skies for management less supremely
successful, and when Mr. Gladstone men-
tioned that the Governors of Bartholomew's added
15 per cent. annually to the value of their estates,
country gentlemen listened with faces glistening
with awe and envy. But the possession of this
large sum has tempted the Commission to assume a
position in which they have become as great a nui-
sance as if they had been an ancient charitable
trust. The money cannot be divided, or applied to
the National Debt, or left idle, or even—to the
credit of the Commission be it spoken—eaten up in
dinners. It must, unless Parliament other wise
decide—and that by Act, not resolution—be applied
to purposes connected with science and art ; and so
the Commission, conscious of funds, and egged on
by peop'e who are most of them sincere alike in
their wish to propagate Taste and to live by the new
evangel they preach, have set themselves up as a
kind of quasi-official department devoted to the
furtherance of projects which are sometimes genuine
plans, and sometimes only jobs. The Kensington
Museum is of the former kind. It is an excellent
collection, which may be made better, which has
been lodged in a bad but large and inexpensive
building, and which is very fairly attended by the
people, whose trustees the Commissioners are. If
Museums are useful at all, as the experience of
civilised men seems to prove, the abuse poured on
that particular Museum is absurd. The Horticul-
tural Gardens, on the other hand, are, we fear, of
the latter and baser sort. The garden is a wretched
Sahara of a place, as bare as Kensal-green, too near
the London smoke, and entirely useless to the
people, whose rights have been acknowledged in
the gratis admission to the Museum. The money
came partly from sixpences, partly from a Parlia-
mentary grant, and both considerations ought to
have prevented the greed and exclusiveness from
which the managers cannot be exonerated.

LONDON REVIEW.—Mr. Roebuck is as good a
sensation member as could readily be found. The
daring defiance he addresses to the universe at large,
his boldly avowed determination never to be a
slave, his wild contempt for all rivals, and the com-
placmcy with which from time to time—having
executed some feat more wonderful than the rest—
he challenges the applause of the gods in the gal-
lery, would make his fortune in any circus. There
is a lady, in circles which cannot with decorum be
described, who is notorious for producing sensations
of the kind. At one moment she is in England, at
another in America, at a third she has been drink-
ing the waters at Vichy, or hunting the boar at
Fontainebleau. Mr. Roebuck's universality, his de-
termination to keep pace with more steady and
matron-like politicians, his variety of adventure, his
love of making desperate dashes at Emperors, bis
noise, his volubility, his tongue, and a kind of
" pork-pie" raciness that accompanies him wherever
he goes, show that he is not ignorant of the lessons
to be learnt from what he sees around him. He is
the sensation member par excellence. He canters
daily down the House of Commons' floor as if it
were Rotten-row at the fashionable hour, and sur-
rounded by fashionable celebrities. He goes down
occasionally to his constituency, and electrifies them
with the thunders of his eloquence, just as if he
were a quiet and steady country gentleman. He is
on the pier at Southampton when the Austrian
Archduke lands. He is "Tear-'em" at Sheffield one
year. He is the champion of Southern chivalry,
with Mr. Beresford Hope and the rest of the gay
world, the next. But this summer he has outdone
himself—for, unasked and unbidden, he has tra•
yelled off and presented himself to the French Em-
peror at Fontainebleau. The sensation this extra-
ordinary escapade has produced among the
admiring audience before whom he per-
forms may more readily be imagined than
described. A raid of this kind upon the political
virtue of a tyrant is an exploit
borrowed obviously
from the annals of feaaine adventure. It has com-
pletely eclipsed all other performers. Nobody cares,
anythingnow about M
or Mr. Lairdinglake's "Crimean War,"
's
dr.shipbuilding, or Col, Crawley, or
Mr.ir.
Bernal Osborne thek Irish Church ;
Roebuck has comesincoef th
from the other side
talking
of The Hoeuseaocf Commons has been
of nothing else, and the honourable gentleman who
represents Sheffield has it all his own way. So
tremendous an effect has he produced by the exploit
of alighting from Paris in a bound upon one leg
upon the floor of the house, that the French Empe-
ror has been obliged to take notice of it in the
Illoni'eur. His Majesty Napoleon 111. is quite
anxious lest the House of Commons should be taken
in, and begin to fancy that Tear-'em has really been
sent from Paris to 'Westminster upon a political
mission, or that henceforward all communications
for the Emperor are to be addressed, "Care of Mr.
Roebuck." Those who are acquainted with the
stern eye that the Sheffield Foreign Affairs Com-
mittee keep upon the doings of the Continent know
better. " Heaven bless you, sir," the usher says to
the.strangers in the Speaker's gallery; "it is only
Mr. Roebuck and the last sensation arrival." There
car. be no doubt that Mr. Roebuck's way of enter-

ing the house with a bound and a war-whoop is
calculated to strike and to fascinate all lookers on.
The American Minister has not yet got over the
awful shock he experienced on hearing from Mr.
Roebuck that the North were the " scum of Eu-
rope." Before he has half recovered, here is his
enemy again. The unhappy Gen. S4orks, who re-
ceived a knock-down blow the other night, and
learnt to his infinite dismay and astonishment that
he " was an ill-conditioned soldier," has not the
satisfaction of feeling that his assailant exhausted
himself in the attack. He is up and doing once
more; he has been to France, and has come
back as vigorous as ever. The very misconcep-
tions and misconstructions to which his flying
tour have given rise increase his glory and his
fame. It is not everybody who has it in his power
to compromise an Emperor. But Mr. Roebuck,
who has been all through, as we may see at a
glance, the real actor, and who has led Mr. Lindsay,
probably, captive in his train from first to last—has
succeeded in doing this. He has created a scandal
in the very highest circles,—Baron Gros and the
other constituted authorities whom his fascinations
have made desolate, are eyeieg him with horror and
surprise. So rare a triumph has seldom been ac-
corded to the most accomplished political coquette.
ATHEN2EUM.—The ancient metropolitan institu-
tion of Bethlehem Hospital, founded on its original
trusts more than six hundred years ago, will soon
share the fate of similar establishments which have
suffered from the growth of London. It has for
many years been the opinion of the Lunacy Board
that the site of the hospital, as respects its limited
extent, and situation in the centre of a dense and
rapidly increasing population, is unsuited to the
treatment of the insane. Out-door exercise and
recreation, and freedom from disturbance and obser-
vation, so indispensable in cases of insanity, require
an ample extent of grounds and gardens within
the boundaries of the institution. In all these re-
spects Bethlehem Hospital is essentially defective.
In addition to this, the building is imperfect, ai-
cording to modern opinions, in its construction and
arrangements. The general aspect of the hospital,
externally and internally, notwithstanding the
efforts made within the last few years to enliven the
long corridors and day-rooms, cannot but exercise a
depressing influence upon the inmates, whose means
of out-door exercise are so limited and inadequate.
The Lunacy Commissioners state that in the case
of asylums for pauper lunatics, they would not
now sanction plans upon the principle of the pre-
sent building. In representing these facts to Sir
George Grey, the Commissioners add that the
large funds at the disposal of the Governors confer
upon them almost unprecedented means of improv-
ing the care and treatment of the insane, and conse-
quently impose upon them, in an especial manner,
the duty and responsibility of applying these funds
in the manner best calculated to promote and ex-
tend the objects and benefits of the institution,
which cannot be done upon the present site. Within
the last few days, Sir George Grey has expressed
his concurrence in the views of the Commissioners,
and his hope that the Governors will not allow the
opportunity now offered of removing the hospital
to a suitable locality to escape.
LITERARY TlMEs.—Beyond all question, the
greatest curiosity of the daily press is the corres-
pondence of " Manhattan" in the Morning .Herald
and Standard. A new idea—a sensation—was
wanted to vary the monotony of average good sense
and decent English, and Shoe-lane has secured it.
Like the manager of a theatre or circus, who has
carried off from all rivals a new tumbler, and re-
joices in his bargain, so the Herald and Standard—
that wonderful mintage of two values, threepence
with one heading, a penny with the other—calls
all the world to come up and see the tricks of the
new phenomenon. There have been various sorts
of political writers and special correspondents.
Nearly a hundred years ago, when even the Herald
must have been a little girl, and as yet undreaming
of Gampish bonnets and umbrellas, Junius took the
town by storm by his fierce invectives, good hatings,
and classical style. Even now he is the model of
ambitious political letter writers, who endeavour to
emulate his brilliancy with their special fireworks
and electric lights of fitful lustre. Forty years ago,
Cobbett was broiling on his gridiron all and
sundry who were distasteful to his sturdy pre-
judices and pugilistic disposition. He called
names, and threw verbal mud enough to be-
spatter his opponents. His rage simmered into
italics, and reached the boiling point of capital let-
ters. Then came the era of descriptive reporting,
carried by the genius of Russell and Woods to the
greatest perfection. Mr. Russell gave us a few
sketches of the events of the war in America • and,
had he stayed there, would probably have produced
a gallery of pictures worthy to rank with his bril-
liant sketches of the Crimean war and the Indian
mutiny. But the Washington authorities, loving
darkness rather than light, objected to such a wit-
ness and critic of their proceedings. So Russell
came back ; and Dr. Charles Mackay, who had been
long wishing for the good times coming, found a
good Times had come at last, accepted an engage-
ment, and started, not as a war correspondent, but
as " special" at New York ; not to witness the fight-
ing, but to report faithfully what Yankee newspa-
per editors, sensation preachers, strong-minded
female orators, abolitionists and rowdies, non-com-
batants like himself, thought about it. anhattan
resembles Dr. Mackay in one respect. He, too, stays
at home, and leaves others to run about note-book
in hand from the Shenandoah Valley to Vicksburg,
from Richmond to New Orleans. But there the re-
semblance ends. Mackay writes sensibly and like
a gentleman, if not very powerfully. But Manhat-
tan has initiated a new style of political writing.
Others have tried denunciation, scurrility, per-
sonality, and even rollicking humour. The sharp
wit of Sydney Smith was not removed farther from
the stinging darts shot from the safe concealment
of Junius's Roman toga, than is Manhattan's style
from that of all other writers. We have a word in
our " slang dictionary" which more nearly than any
other expresses the nature of the now famous let-
ters. It is "chaff'." The French have their badinage,
but that is totaily inadequate to the expression of
the idea. The exotic correspondent, transplanted
to our atmosphere, has gathered the waste products
of the New York sheets, and hammered them into
a novel and most effective weapon. As a London
cabby " chaffs" a companion out of luck, so Man-
hattan chaffs the President and Secretary at War.