The Sun.
London, England, 1860-10-20 00:00:00

THE VOYAGE OF TILE BRITISH LEGION.

GIBRALTAR, Oct. 6_—The Emperor, with the
;econd detachment of Garibaldians on board, arrived

here to-day, after a fine passage. We started from.
Southend on Saturday last, and on Sunday after-
noon arrived off Deal, where Capt. Rohan, naval
aide-de camp to Garibaldi, went on shore with the
intention, it is understood, of proceeding to Italy
overland. Before leaving the ship the captain pre-
sented the colours, inscribed with the names of
" Italy, Victor Emmanuel, and Garibaldi" to the
regiment, accompanied with a brief exhortation
never to desert them. It may not be uninteresting
to your readers if I give you a brief sketch of the
nature of our daily life on board. At 6 a.m. the
bugle sounds and we all turn out to wash and dress,
an operation attended with some degree of difficulty
1 inconvenience, and inasmuch as most of us are
rather indifferently provided with the ordinary
utensils, looking•glasses being unknown, and hair-
, brushes considered effeminate. We have one luxury,
however, generally rather a scarce one at sea, and
that is plenty of hot water, which we obtain from
the condensing engine—a little personal exertion,
interspersed with hand-to-hand skirmishes with
buckets and cans, generally diversifies this proceed-
ing very cheerfully. At 8 o'clock the bell sounds
for breakfast, and everybody rushes helter skelter
to the cook's galley, where a supply of coffee, bis-
cuits, and salt pork or beef is obtained, the allow-
ance for dinner being served out at the same time.
The guard also mount duty at eight, sentries being
posted at each cabin and at every gangway, &c.
This duty, by the way, is considered very distaste-
ful, and various are tke " dodges" tried to escape it.
Occasionally a select party will be discovered en-
sconced behind a pile of casks doing their morning
pipes, and are sunilltanly marched off as victims ;
occasionally a Volunteer who is flattering himself
his hiding-place is perfectly secure is• tapped on the
shoulder by a sergeant who asks him if he has had
his beer, if not he must go on the quarterdeck to
receive it. The victim innocently proceeds there,
and is immediately seized upon for sentry duty.
At 10 o'clock the different companies parade at their
respective posts, and receive an hour's drill. At 12
the bell sounds for dinner, which consists of the
aforesaid salt beef or pork, with either pudding
or soup; after which everybody adjourns to some
elevated portion of the ship, and smokes until
5 o'clock, when tea is served out. During the
afternoon we amuse ourselves with cards, chess,
draughts, and all sorts of extemporised games.
After tea we collect in . little knots all over
the deck, and sing and dance to the ac-
companiment of the bugle until 8 or 9 o'clock, when
the night-guard is mounted, and we retire to our
respective bunks, where we generally sing, or rather
yell and shout, until 11 or 12, when everybody is
generally tired out. Gymnastics of all kinds are
much in vogue, and the Volunteers may be seen
crawling about the yards, and hanging head down-
wards from the ropes. This, however, has recently
been prohibited in consequence of an accident which
occurred to one of them. He had reached the top-
mast-yard, a height of 50 or 60 feet, and as a speedy
way of reaching the deck commenced sliding down
one of the ropes, proceeding head first, with a
view of giving proper effect to the achievement.
Unfortunately, when about half-way down, he
let go his hold, and fell heavily on the deck, his
descent, however, being slightly impeded by fall-
ing across another rope. He was much shaken,
and it was found necessary to remove him to the
hospital. The uniforms and accoutrements
have all been served out, every man being
provided with two suits, consisting of a red tunic
with green facings, and a pair of blue trousers
with a red stripe down the legs. The undress con-
sists of a light tunic with green facings, and trou-
sers of the same colour. The rifles and ammuni-
tion have not yet been served out, and probably
will not be until we land. We had a full-dress
parade yesterday on the quarterdeck, and the effect
of the uniforms, with the sun shining upon them,
was very pretty and picturesque. Having been
formed into square, Major Styles addressed them.
He said, as they were now rapidly nearing Gibral-
tar, he considered the time had arrived for him to
tell them that they were now soldiers, and he trusted
they wouldcheeirfullysubmit themselves to military
discipline, as without that it would be impossible for
them to maintain their reputation as Englishmen and
soldiers. He was an Englishman himself, and believed
they would all do their utmost to assist him in main-
taining their ancient renown, and in carrying to a
successfu3 issue the cause in which they had embark-
ed. If any of them had any cause of complaint either
against him or any of the officers, he trusted they
would speak out then, and their grievances, if they
had any, should be redressed ; if, on the other hand,
they considered they had been well treated, he
hoped they would all write home to their friends in
England and tell them so. The gallant Major con-
cluded amid loud and prolonged cheering, after
whick " God save the Queen" was sung, and we all
adjourned to the universal pipe, together with a
good supply of Burton ale. To-day, as we
approached tlw Bock of Gibraltar, orders were
given for every one to appear in plain clothes, not
even a red cap to be allowed to be seen, conse-
quently we are all on deck in mufti, our persona'
appearance, so far as attire is concerned, certaini.,
not being improved by the voyage. It is considered
necessary to make as little display as possible,
hence the above order. We expect to leave Gib-
raltar to-night for Capii, from which place I shall
send further details of our progress. It is satis-
factory to state that, with the exception of one or
two cases, the health of the men generally is first-
rate, none of them having suffered in any marked
degree from sea-sickness.

TILE VOLUNTEERS' BATTLE CALL.

Sons of the old heroic dead I
Whose deeds embalmed in story,
Tell of a nation's life-blood, shed
To form a nation's glory ;
Hear ye yon distant thunder peal ?
War's footsteps onward creeping ;
Mark ye the flash of fire and steel,
Through yon dark cloudlet peeping ?
Sure as the dawn precedes the day,
That war-cloud rolls along our way,
And English guns, and Englishmen,
In fire, must roll it back again I
Up ! for your lives with blade and brand,
Shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand,
A living wall of valour stand,
In name of God and Fatherland.

Sons of the chiefs I who won this land
Of old, with crimsoned sabre ;
Sons of tiro elder, mightier band—
The ancient chiefs of labour I
The pride of birth, the pride of toil,
Both feed the patriot-spirit,
And both shall slumber in the soil
Or e'er they disinherit
Our brave old count y of the place
She's gained by strength of arm and race,
And still shall keep, though tempests roar,
And waves despotic lash her shore.
Up I for your lives with blade and brand,
Shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand,
A living wall of valor stand,
In name of God and Fatherland.

Sons of the old storm-beaten kings
Whose empire was the ocean—
Whose memory like an anthem, rings
On lips of pure devotion ;
Ye have not lost the Saxon nerve
That brought us vict'ry ever—
When was a Briton known to swerve ?
Old. Ocean answers " Never 1"
Long hath our glory swept the seas,
Free as the curbless mountain breeze—
Conic death, come ruin, ere the foe
Shall lay our sea -born glory low
Up I for your lives, with blade and brand,
Shoulder to shoulder, band to hand,
A living wall of valour stand,
In name of God and Fatherland.

Sons of the brave I Proud France assumes
Our ancient strength departed
She'd carve a million Frenchmen's tombs
To own us lion-hearted ;
For, come when will the bloody day
That lights the fires of battle,
We'll meet her legions in the fray
And drive them back like cattle ;
As would have done, in former years,
The band of British Volunteers,
But heaven reserved for our great need •
The immortal glory of the deed I
Up I for your lives, with blade and brand,
Shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand,
A living wall of valour stand,
In name of God and Fatherland.
G. LINN-MUS BANKS,

LYNCH LAW IN ARKANSAS.—FORT SMITH, AR-
KANSAS, Oct. 4.—This afternoon, about 3 o'clock, a man
named Martin H. Gilliam, alias William Owen, formerly
of Johnstown, Bates county, was hung at this place for
horse-stealing,in the presence of a large concourse of citi-
zens. He was arrested some weeks since, and an'effort
made to hang him, during which he jumped away from the
rope, and was shot down while in the act of making his
escape. His wounds were serious, and medical treatment
was afforded. As soon ae his injuries would admit of his
being removed he was taken to the County Goal at Green-
wood, whence he escaped last night, and, to facilitate his
flight, stole another horse, but was taken this morning
at Van Buren and returned to this place, where swannery
punishment was again determined on. He was led to a
tree with the fatal noose adjusted round his neck. Seeing
no hope of escape, he confessed his guilt, manifested con-
trition for his past deeds, sought forgiveness at the Throne
of Mercy in a feeling prayer 'and earnestly called cn those
present to be admonished by, the example before them.
He was then swung up, and the tragedy was concluded.
Scarcely had these proceedings ended when another pri-
soner was brought into town charged with the same
offence. He was'examined in the street, confessed the
crime of which he was accused, and hurried to the fatal
spot, and soon swunc, by the side of his brother in crime.
The second was' a Choctaw half breed, named Shoat.
The bodies will not be taken down till to-morrow. The
citizens have become greatly incensed against horse thieves,
as of late their offences have been bold and numerous, and
the operation of the law on this frontier is known to be
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