The Sun.
London, England, 1860-09-25 00:00:00

hoping that " the POPE may resist the counsels
which are given him through hatred of France."
At the same time the semi-official journal tells his
Holiness that it is " unreasonable to ask that
France should declare war against Sardinia, and
that she will not extend her intervention beyond
Rome." The reason assigned is, that she would not
only make herself odious to Italy but suspected to
Europe, She certainly does not need to increase
the suspicion already felt. No doubt, POPE,
cardinals, and the EMPEROR who
p but the
them, are all perplexed enough, rotects
Constttutionnel also tells us that a " very
near future" :will apprise us whether the influ-
ences at work to induce the POPE to leave
Rome will succeed or not. One reason weighs with
them all most strongly, -we fear, to keep where they
are—that by so doing they puzzle equally their
avowed adversaries and their professed friends.
If they can do themselves no good in Rome, they
can give a great deal of annoyance and trouble to
others, and that must be'a sweet revenge.
But when we get to Naples, if certain rumours
are to be trusted, things go far from smoothly.
There is said to be disunion in the camp. MAZZINI
is there. GARIBALDI is supposed to be too much
under the great Republican's influence; and it is
presumed that that influence is all exerted in favour
of Republicanism, and in a manner hostile to Con-
stitutional Monarchy. True, broad facts are against
it. The Sardinian soldiers are invited to occupy
the forts, the Neapolitan fleet is handed over to the
Sardinian Admiral, all decrees and proclamations
run in the name of VICTOR EMMANUEL, and the
General has done nothing whatever to compromise
his loyalty, unless soliciting the dismission of
CAVOUR and FARINI in rather strong language can
be so considered. GARIBALDI does, indeed, refuse
to modify his programme to CAVOUR'S public
policy; he rejects in rather rude language the man
who parted withltalian territory; but well-informed
persons on the spot more than doubt the reality of
the professed antagonism: GARIBALDI went to Sicily
in opposition to the commands of the Sardinian
Government. He also refused to listen to the
official Royal advice when meditating his attack
on Naples, yet no one now doubts that Count
CAVOUB. and GARIBALDI then quite understood
each other. It was a part of CAVOUR'S policy to
have an unmanageable warrior doing his work, and
a part of GARIBALDI'S that he should take the entire
responsibility on himself, and have a protesting
Court, to make the work more completely his own.
There may be a quarrel, a bitter one, for aught we
know ; but we also know that an apparent quarrel
may be very convenient just now to France, to
Sardinia, and to GARIBALDI himself. France does
not wish to have too much public cause of disagree-
ment with the KING and his Government. Neither
does Sardinia want that she should, for things are
awkward enough at the best—with a mercenary
French General defeated, and a commissioned
French General in charge of the city which Sar-
dinia needs for an Italian capital, and which GARI-
BALDI says shall soon be one.
The worst which GARIBALDI has done, it would
seem, is to place some republicans in official posi-
tions, and to issue some proclamations very out-
spoken in regard to Rome and Venetia. The truth
is the Dictator must have no little trouble in con-
structing his Ministry so as to satisfy all who think
their principles ought to prevail. To us he seems
to have avoided extremes, and to have either em-
ployed moderate men, or combined men of
different opinions. As to his proclama-
tions, we lay little stress on them. He has
not yet attempted to do anything before the
event proved that he knew his time, and we
believe it will be so to the end. He believes in
the policy of a soul-stirring programme. It is
not his business to write Queen's speeches which
tell nothing, but to stir hearts. He really desires
and means what he says; but if his past manage-
ment of this campaign for Italian freedom and
unity may guide our hopes of him for the future,
we may safely rely on him to do the right thing
at the right time.

Very memorable among the oracular axioms of
the A lmanach des Gourmands is the dictum—
" With this sauce one might eat one's own father."
We are almost tempted to recognise in " G. H. M."
—the writer of an anonymous communication to
the chief among our morning contemporaries, a
communication (descriptive of a recent "Dinner at
Moscow") which we submit to our readers in ano-
ther part of our own impression of this evening—
we are almost tempted, we say, to recognise in
" G. H. M." a lineal descendant of this paracidal-
cannibal of the Alnzanach aforesaid. The gusto
with which every opinion is expressed in this asto-
nishing communication is throughout quite as re-
volting—is, in every syllable of it, to the full as
sickening. Our purpose, in affording an elaborate
little treatise upon gastronomy thus odious, to our
thinking, in its every particular, the benefit of our
circulation, is one simply and solely designed to
the end, that the perusal of this extraordinary corn-
municallon may prove so far, pas an American might
say, cautionary !
The description given by " G. H. M." is nothing
more important than the description of a dinner
devoured at half-past five of the clock one Wednes-
day evening at the establishment of that " justly-
celebrated restaurant" of Moscow, M. SAMAREENA.
The celebrant of this banquet, who apparently
finds as much difficulty in writing plain English
as he would doubtless find difficulty in eating a
plain English dinner, is particularly careful to
premise that the day of the week was ajour mat:qre ;
that his only companions were a few Russian
gourmets; that the dishes devoured by them were
brought on, not as with us en masse, but in sequence
and separately; that the banquet, in fact, was not
only a diner a la Busse, but one necessarily involv-
ing, he writes in true Parisian slip-slop, " tout ce
qu'il ya de plus Busse!' One exceptional circum-
stance, however, he is constrained to acknowledge
at the outset, a circumstance so exceptional as to
derogate, unhappily, from the peculiarly national
character of the ceremonial he is describing, viz.,
that the dinner, instead of being at the usual
Russian dinner hour of 2,3, or 4 'p.m., was, as we
have already intimated, at 5 30 p.m. precisely on
this thenceforth doubtless to " G. H. M." red-letter
Wednesday. The change of hour being traceable,
however, to a determination on the part of M.
SAMAREENA "to bring the whole power of his esta-
blishment to bear on the important point of rivalling
the cuisine of England or of France"—to which end
the latter hour, as an hour of greater freedom, is
wisely selected by preference. A judicious arrange-
ment this, on the part of M. SAMAREENA, the Mos-
cow restaurant, somewhat resembling that by which
Mrs. CRUPP, the lodging-house landlady in
"David Copperfield," is, by the recommendation
that everything else shall be had from the pastry-
cook's, enabled to concentrate the whole of her
attention upon the cheese and potatoes.
It is some lime, nevertheless, even after this,
before we find ourselves seated in imagination by
the side
of " G. H. M.," at the dinner-table of
M. SAMAREENA.
be bathed with himNe V i haev, a vae
Rp ru es vs oa unshlya, fancy,
be atthr,
eteo
o'clock in the afternoon—passing through the whole
or that "long and
intricate but
delicious
operation"