The Sun.
London, England, 1860-10-30 00:00:00

THE SUN, LONDON; TUESDAY EVENING, OCTOBER' 30, 1860.

cated here, and the universal opinion of officers of
all countries is that a better educated body of gen-
tlemen do not exist than is to be found among the
regular American army. Some time was passed in
showing the Prince over the buildings and parade
grounds, and in witnessing the drill of the cadets
to the number of about 300. As I have already
said, they all performed their manoeuvres with the
steady regularity of well-disciplined troops. Their
marching past in particular was admirable. The
formal portion of the ceremony over, his Royal
Highness and suite had time to drive about and
admire at leisure the superb scenery round the
place, which now that the woods have donned their
autumn livery is almost marvellous in its beauty.
This morning his Royal Highness leaves for Albany,
and to-morrow starts again for Boston.
At Boston the last of the long series of festivals
has to be gone through, and then at once to Port-
land to embark. The labours of the suite, and I
may add mine a'so, are at last approaching a close.
I don't know how they feel about the prospect of
relief and a little quiet, but my opinion on the sub-
ject has been fully made up for some weeks past.

THE PRINCE OF WALES IN THE

UNITED STATES.

Americans must, we may add, ever feel a deeper
interest in all that relates to or is connected with
England than they can feel concerning the affairs
and the people of any other European country.
Blood is t ticker than water. When, therefore, the
very first of Englishmen visits the United States it
is, according to the workings of a fixed law of our
being, that we become somewhat excited. The
arrival of no other European heir-apparent could
move the American heart and the American mind
as they have been moved by the visit of the Prince
of Wales. He is the heir of a house which our an-
cestors gladly saw established on the British throne,
and which ruled over them for almut two genera-
tions. The very names of not a few of our States,
counties, towns, streets, and so forth, were taken
from those borne by the Hanoverian Sovereigns
and Princes. He might have been our King. His
coming to the United States is proof of the consi-
deration in which we are held by England, to some
extent, and therefore is pleasing to us. He is the
only man of similar rank who has ever visited
North America, the one individual who, while pre •
paring to become a King, has visited a people.
This we feel to be a compliment, and something
more than a compliment; and we should be some-
thing more or less than men if we were not moved
out of our everyday life by its occurrence. Why
should we be unwilling to admit we are affected
by an incident that has no parallel ? By the visit
of the future Sovereign of the country from which
we have derived all that makes us to differ from
other nations, which is now our sincere friend
in peace, and which may become our sincere
ally in war. We speak of our coming guest
as the Prince of Wales, the attempt to call him
Loid Renfrew, and so to regard him, having
failed utterly, as we always supposed it would.
The Scotch title has no meaning to Americans,
not one in a hundred of whom ever heard of
it until quite recently; but there are, indeed, few
Americans who do not know what the title of the
Prince of Wales means. The titre when a monarch
or an heir-apparent could travel incog . has pa'sed
away. If ever it existed, it went out when railways
and electric telegraphs came in. In these days you
can't disguise a Prince. Give us the Man in the iron
Mask, and we should unmask him in an hour. The
reporters would do it, though he were 20 times the
brother of the Great King. Napoleon I. said that
if he had been allowed to live in England he should
have dropped all titles, and even his family name,
and have called himself Colonel Meuron, after one
of his early friends, who fell at Arcola, or Colonel
Duroc, from another blend who fell at Bautzen.
He might have done so in England, but he would
have broken down in the attempt in the United
States, for he would have been called the Emperor
Napoleon, and nothing else by every one who
should have spoken of him, and have been treated
with as much respect as he ever had received when
he was master of continental Europe, and all but
arbiter of the world.—Daily Evenzng Traveller
(Boston), U.S.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE—Oct. 29.

GUILDHALL.—Thomas Moran, 36, labourer ;
Anne Moran, 30, his wife; Patrick Baines, 25, la-
bourer; Sarah Conway, 24, his wife; Luke Lalley,
37, bricklayer—all of 9 and 11, Sun-court, Milton-
street ; Jas. Neill, 25, tailor, and Bridget Knight,
36, Moran's sister, of 3, Honeysuckle-court, Moor-
lane, were charged before Alderman Salomons and
Col:Wilson under the following circumstances :
Police-constable Blake said—About ten minutes
past 12 o'clock last night I was on duty in Milton-
street, when I heard the screams of women and cries
of " Murder !" and " Police!" I immediately ran
into Sun-court, and there saw all the prisoners
fighting with sticks, pokers, and all sorts of weapons.
These are some of them. [Witness here produced a
poker very much bent; a large heavy stick, shod
with iron ; an iron rasper, about a foot long ; a
mason's chisel, and a bedstead rail.] I took the iron-
shod stick from Baines. I had previously taken a
poker from him. That was about an hour before,
and I thought I had pacified them all, for I induced
them to go into their houses. Moran gave Baines
into custody, and the rest of the prisoners gave
each other into custody. (Laughter.)
Alderman Salomons—Did you learn the cause of
this row ?

Blake—l understood, sir, there had been a wed-
ding, and that that was the origin of the disturb-
ance, for they were all drunk. I had no trouble in
getting them to the station. I was not assaulted in
the least by any one. Baines appeared to be the
worst, for he had the iron-shod stick by the middle,
and was flourishing it over his head as Irishmen
manage a shillelah. (Laughter.)
Alderman Salomans—How did these women get
their broken heads ?

Blake—l did not see them struck, but they were
all bleeding, and Dr. Simpson was called in, and he
dressed their wounded heads at the station. The
male prisoners have all got broken heads. The
poker produced was, I believe, taken from one of
the women.
John Neill said—l was at Moran's house on
Sunday night at the time of the row. We had all
been to a wedding, and returned to Sun-court
about 10 o'clock at night. We sat there for some
time, when Lalley and Baines came to the door
and commenced the row. I merely put my hand
against Lalley's face and asked him what he meant;
upon which he pulled out from beneath his jacket
a weapon, with which he struck me on the head,
and knocked me down. Several of his friends kicked
me, and I was glad to make my escape, and I ran
away to Milton-street. I did not see any of the
women struck, but I heard that Lalley broke Mrs.
Moran's head.