The Sun.
London, England, 1860-09-13 00:00:00

the carriage of the French Minister, though I be-
lieve it had been placed at u.g disposal, but in one
hired for the occasion. Followed ail(' accompanied
by three lines of carriages ho went along the
Marinella, through the Basso Porto, surrounded
by thousands, and deafened by their greetings, up
the Lago Castello, and so on by San Carlo and the
Palace of the King, which Royalty left only a few
hours before, and entered the Palace of reception
for foreign Princes. The crowd waved back-
wards and forwards, and looked up to the windows
and shouted for the appearance of Garibaldi.
First came one red coat, then another, and at
last the hero. What a cry of " Viva" there rose
from the vast mass below ! When last that bal-
cony was occupied by a distinguished personage it
was by the Grand Duke of Tuscany, but in answer
to no calls, for there were only a few of those idlers
who always hang about the palaces of Princes. It
was impossible to make himself heard amid the
noise and confusion, and so Garibaldi leant
over the iron railing and gazed intently
on the crowd. A wave of the hand at last asked
for silence, but in vain. "Zitti, Zitti 1' rose from
all sides, and there was a perfect silence. "Nea-
politans," said a voice as clear as a bell,, and with
an enunciation so distinct that nothing could fail to
reach the ear—
This is a solemn, holy, and memorable day. This day,
from being subjects under the yoke of tyranny, you have
become a free people. I thank you in the name of the whole
of Italy. You have performed a great work, not only for
Italy, but for all humanity, whose rights you have vindi-
cated. " Hurrah for liberty 1" so much dearer to Italy in-
asmuch as she has suffered so much more than other na-
tions. "Long live Italy 1"
The cry was taken up by the thousands assembled,
and " Viva Italia !" might have been heard from
one end of the city to the other. There were curi-
ous spectacles to be witnessed in the crowd—there
were members of a legion of Amazons to the num-
ber of 200, who, dressed in the Garibaldian uniform,
had vowed to place themselves in front of the Na-
tional Guard and of Garibaldi, in case the military
had interfered. There were priests with tricoloured.
scarfs over their shoulders and banners in their
hands, and bareheaded monks with muskets on their
shoulders. There were men and women with un-
sheathed swords and daggers and swordsticks in their
hands, which they brandished in all the drunkenness
of enthusiasm. There were hundreds of Lazzaroni,
armed with pikei, which had been provided for the
defence of the barricades had the Bourbons driven
the people to such extremes. Such were some of the
scenes to be witnessed, I remarked that Garibaldi
made not the slightest allusion to the name of
Victor Emmanuel, and I remarked also that, with
few exceptions, the only cries in the streets were
" Viva Garibaldi !" " Viva Italia !" On entering
the Palace and the room in which Garibaldi was
received I saw him giving audience to a deputation
of Venetians. "We are all ready and organised,
General, and anxious to begin." " You cannot be
more anxious than I am," was the reply, and then
he left the room to repose and take some refresh-
ment.
In the afternoon Garibaldi visited the Duomo,
and the greetings were more enthusiastic than in
the morning, and the crowd far greater. It was a
worthy demonstration. From the Duomo he re-
turned to the Palazzo Angri, in the Toledo, where
for the present he resides, if he can be said to re-
side anywhere ; for his officers tell me he may go
off to Gaeta in the morning, or to the Abruzzi in
the evening. We never know his movements or his
whereabouts. How the people's lungs stand it I
can't make out, but there was no cessation of
shouting and of galloping up and down and
kissing and hugging during the whole of this blessed
day ; and, now night has set in, every house is
illuminated. Looking up the side streets the effect
is beautiful. The banners touched one another
from the opposite windows, and there was a blaze
of light between. There is a torchlight procession
in carriages and on foot in the Toledo and other
parts of the city. Crowds rush along with torches
or banners in one hand and knives or swords in the
other, like so many mad Bacchanalians, only they
were not drunk, except with joy and newly-found
liberty, and they stop and hug and kiss, and.
then rush on till they meet with other crowds.
But were I to write a hundred columns of descrip-
tion I should be only repeating myself, so I leave
this festive scene for the night. Some rounds of
cannon are fired from the Borbone and other Neapo-
litan vessels which have hoisted the Sardinian flag
mast high, and the Carmine and Ovo salute also.
As for the Potenza, which was cruising off Ischia
and received orders to come into Naples, she has
gone off to Gaeta.

SEPTEMBER 8.

Few persons slept last night. I can answer for
myself, for the shouts of " Viva Garibaldi !" have
been ringing in my ears for twenty-four hours con-
tinuously. The Marchese Villamarina had an in-
terview of two hours yesterday with Garibaldi,
who, as far as I can make out, assumes the com-
mand in everything, and asserts thorough inde-
pendence of action. The Provisional Government
which had been formed has been put down in the
following significant terms :
" without any orders from the Dictator, certain lists of
names as of those forming the Provisional Government
have been placarded. The public are warned against any
surprise, it being the will of the Dictator that the guilty
shall be punished."

The Prefect of Police, in another order, says :

" All the ships of war and merchant vessels belonging to
the State of the Two Sicilies, the arsenals, materials of war,
are added to the squadron of the King of Italy, Victor
Emmanuel, commanded by Admiral Persian°.

" GARIBALDI."

Romano is confirmed in his office as Minister of
the Interior, Cosenz is appointed Minister of War,
Pisanelli Minister of Justice, De Cesare and Giacchi
are confirmed in the Directories of Finance and of
the Interior. De Sauzet is nominated. Director of
War, under Cosenz. The same perfect order conti-
nues, though the French Admiral called on Admi-
ral Mundy on Thursday evening (says Mrs.
Grundy), and announced his intention of sending
troops on shore. Our Admiral expressed some
astonishment at the resolution, which had been
taken without any communication with himself, the
more so as such a step seemed to be quite unneces-
sary. If, however, the French sent men on shore
ho should do the same to the Legation, having first
obtained permission of the authorities; and he
begged the French Admiral to communicate to him
his final resolution. Take this as a fair specimen of
the incidents which have rendered the position of
Admiral Mundy so delicate and so difficult, among
the incidents around, and through
which he has
steered with great prudence.

It is reported to me that the Spanish, Austrian,
Brazilian, Belgian, and Wurtemburg Ministers have
accompanied the King, as also the Nuncio, who has
taken down his arms, and has placed the French
flag above the doorway.

LATEST MOMENT.
I have just been into the Toledo, where the
furor is something tremendous, and we are in
for another night of it, A procession of priests
was coming down, carrying banners and deco-
rations, with tricoloured scarfs and ribands.
They were soon after presented to the Dictator,
together with a few bishops. In a parallel line
with these were a number of the Chasseurs in car-
riages, part of the town I
met a
number and
Grenadiersdthienal
another
flag, and running and shouting like Baccha-
nalians. After the bishops had been presented thisei
ot .
of the Guard bearing the
morning Lord Llanover had an interview with
the Dictator. Garibaldi, in fact, having heard of
his being in Naples, appointed midday to receive
him. Bands, banners, and National Guards are
passing under my window, and, unless the rain pre.
vents him, we shall have the Dictator shortly en
route to the Pie di Grotta, but, unfortunately, a
thunderstorm has just set in.

As I conclude my letter the troops have rushed
madly out of Castel Nuovo shrieking wildly " Viva
Garibaldi !" while the civilians are kissing and hug-
ging them.

The following is an extract from a letter from
Mr. Edwin James to a friend:—

Salerno, Sept. 6, 9 a.m.
Under the gray twilight of a September morning we
steamed out of the harbour of Naples in search of Gari-
baldi. Count Cavour had kindly placed at our disposal a
Sardinian corvette, the Authion (so named from the plaeo
where one. of their great battles had been gained), and at