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VICT9It'HUG 0 ON TILE SICILIAN

REVOLUTION:

The following is a translation of M. Victor Hugo's
speech at the meeting at Jersey on Thursday last :
Gentlemen,—l respond to your appeal. Where-
ever a tribune in the cause of liberty is erected, and
calls to me, there am I. It is in truth my instinct
and my duty. The truth is this :—At the present
hour it is permitted to no one to be indifferent to the
great events which are in progress. The efforts of
every man,' the aid of every man, the hand of every
man are demanded on behalf of the nobl3 work of
universal deliverance. Not an ear should be closed
—not a heart should be silent. Wherever the cry
of the peoples is heard, there should be found an
echo in the inmost heart of every man. He who has
but a son should give it to the liberators ; he who
has but a stone at hand should hurl it at the tyrants.
While some may act and others speak let all be doing.
Yes—all to the work! The wind is breathing—let
public encouragement to the heroes be the joy of
every soul. Let the multitude glow, like the furnace,
with enthusiasm. Let those who cannot fight with
the sword fight with the mind. Let not a single in-
telligence remain neutral; let not a single spirit
remain inactive. Let those who are struggling in
the fight feel that they are gazed on, that they are
loved, that they are sustained. Let there be around
that valiant man, who is standing erect there in
Palermo, a.fire.on every mountain in Sicily—a light
on every height in Europe. I have pronounced the
word: The tyrants ! Have I exaggerated ? Have I
calumniated the Neapolitan Government ? No
words ! Here are the facts. Pay attention ! This is
living history, bleeding history. The Kingdom of
Naples—that kingdom which now occupies our
thoughts—has but a single institution—the police.
Every district has its cudgelling commission. Two
sbirri—Ajossa and Maniscalco—reign under the king.
Ajossa cudgels Naples—Maniscalco cudgels Sicily.
But the cudgel is merely a Turkish weapon. This Go-
vernment has, in addition, the instrument of the in-
quisition—torture. Yes, torture ! Listen. A sbiro,
Bruno, binds the accused with the head between
the legs until he confesses. Another sbiro, Pon-
tillo, fixes him upon an iron grating, beneath which
he lights a fire. This is called the Burning Chair.
Another sbiro, Luigi Maniscalco, a kinsman of the
chief, has invented an instrument into which the
arm or the leg of the victim is introduced ; a screw
is turned, and the limb is crushed. This is called
the Angelic Instrument. Another suspends a man
by his hands and feet, between two walls, and then
jumps upon him and dislocates his body. There
are also thumb-screws for crushing the fingers, a
tourniquet for pressing the head, an iron ring with
a screw which almost forces the eyes out of the
head. Sometimes a victim escapes. A man named
Casimiro Arismano was one of these ; his wife, his
sons, and his daughters were seized and placed
upon the burning chair. The Cape Zafferana touches
on an arid beach. To this beach the sbirri bring
sacks. Each sack contains a man ; it is plunged
into the water, and kept there till the man no
longer moves. It is then taken out, and he is com-
manded to confess. If he refuse he is plunged in
again. Giovanni Vienna, of Messina, expired in
this manner. At Monreale an old man and his
daughter were suspected of patriotism, The father
died beneath the whip ; the daughter, who was
pregnant, was stripped naked and flogged to death !
Gentlemen, there is a. young man of 21 years of
age, who does these things. This young man is
called Francis 11. This takes place in the country
of Tiberius. Is it possible ? It is true. The date ?
—lB6o—the very year in which we live. Add to
this the fact of yesterday—Palermo crushed by
bombshells, flooded with blood, massacred. Add
again this frightful tradition of the extermination
of towns, which seems the .maniacal rage of a
family, and which in history will hideously unbap-
tise this family and change Bourbon into Bomba.
Yes, a young man of 21 commits all these deeds of
darkness, Gentlemen, I declare to you that I feel
myself struck with a profound pity when think-
ing of this miserable petty king. What horror !
It is at an age when others love, and believe, and
hope, that this miserable creature tortures and kills!
See what divineluiatiee does with a wretched soul ;
it replaces all the generosities of youth and opening
life with the decrepitudes and the terrors of the
end; it fixes the sanguinary tradition like a chain
upon prince and people ; it accumulates on the new
tenant of the throne the influences of the family.
And terrible things they are. Take Aggripina and
Nero, take Catherine de Medicis from Charles IX.,
and you would perhaps have no Nero--no Charles.
At the very moment that the heir of divine right
grasped the sceptre, he saw approaching those two
vampires Ajossa and Maniscalco, who are known to
history, and who may be called Narcissus and Pal-
las, or Villeroy and Bachelier. These spectres seized
on the encrowned but wretched child; Torture tells
him that is government; the bastinado declares that
it is authority ; the police says—l descend from
above; they show him whence he has issued; they
remind him of his great grandfather Ferdinand I.
—he who said that the world was governed by
three F's—Festa, Farina, Forca (Holidays, Flour,
and the Gallows)—they remind him of his grand-
father Francis I.—the man of ambushes—and of
his father Ferdinand IL—the man of grapeshot.
Would he deny his fathers ? They prove to him
that he ought to be ferocious from filial piety. He
obeys; the brutalising influence of absolute power
stupefies him; and it is thus that there are mon-
strous children, and thus, fatally alas ! that young
kings perpetrate old tyrannies. It was necessary to
deliver this people ; I might almost say it was ne-
cessary to deliver this king. Garibaldi has taken on
himself the mission. And Garibaldi—who and
what is Garibaldi ? He is a man—and nothing more;
but, he is a man in the sublimest acceptation of the
word—the man of humanity. He is as his fellow-
countryman Virgil would term him, Vir. Has he
an army ? No : a handful of volunteers. Has he
munitions? None. Has he powder? A few barrels
only. Has he cannon ? Those of the enemy. Where
then is his strength ? What causes him to conquer ?
What does he bear about him? The soul of peo-
ples ! He goes—he runs—his march is a stream of
flame ; his handful of men terrify the regiments ;
his feeble weapons are enchanted, the bullets of his
rifles check the cannon balls ; he bears with him
revolution ; and from time to time in the chaos of
the battle, amidst clouds and lightning, like a
Homeric hero, we see behind him the goddess.
However obstinate may be the resistance, this war-
fare is astonishing by its simplicity. It is the
assault of a man upon a royalty. His swarm floats
in the air around him ; women throw flowers at
his feet, men fight singing, the royal army flees.
The whole of this adventure is epic ; it is brilliant,
formidable, and charming like an attack of bees.
Behold those radiant stages of his march, and I
predict to you that not one of them shall disap-
point him in the infallible fortunes of the future.
After Marsala—Palermo ; after Palermo—Mes-
sina ; after Messina Naples ; after Naples—
Rome ; after Rome—Venice ; after Venice—All.
Gentlemen, this shaking of Sicily over which we
now see flaming patriotism, faith, liberty, honour,
heroism, and revolution eclipsing Etna this
comes from God. Yes, this must be ; it is glorious
that the example should be given to the world by
the land of volcanoes. Oh ! when the hour is come
—how magnificent is a people—how admirable
those rumours, that rising, that abnegation of vile
interests and the baser parts of man, those women
inciting their husbands and fighting by their side,
those mothers crying to their sons—Forward ! that
joy in rushing to arms :in breathing—in being—
that universal shout, that wide-spread flame on the
horizon. IT o thought is given to becoming rich, to
gold, to luxury, to pleasure, or to orgies. Shame
and pride predominate. Men stand erect, the proud
tabni
hhohpea
aeeatoitrt
another—Ariseooihpwnnlehdg—hoisli
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hide
da
ah
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or
hocies the tyrants; barbarity
flees, despotisms crumble, consciences cast off
slavery, the Parthenons shake off the crescents ;
Minerva, with lance in hand, stands proudly in the
light of day ; the graves open, and the dead cry one
wesuhyi
srini
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had
consoled,
beating
filledeore efala
fallen
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ssthei
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apotheosis.
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Italy.
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theGieaoall
nations
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are virgins in their honour, and mothers by their
progress. You who now bear me picture to your-
selves this splendid vision—ltaly free—free--
free from the gulf of Taranto to the lagunes of St.
Mark ; for I vow to thee in thy grave, 0 Manin,
that Venice shall be present at the festival. Tell

me—does the mind's eye see that vision which to-
morrow will be a reality ? But it is done. All that
was falsehood, fiction, darkness, and ashes is dis-
persed. Italy lives, Italy is Italy. That which was
a geographical term is now a nation. That which
was a lifeless corpse is now a living soul. That
which was a spectre is now an archangel—the
mighty archangel of peoples—Liberty—liberty
erect with outstretched wings. Italy the noble—
Italy that slept in death, is now awake again. Look
at her, she rises and smiles upon the human race.
She cries to Greece—l am thy daughter; to France
—I am thy mother. She has around her her poets,
her orators, her artists, her philosophers—all those
councillors of humanity, all those conscript fathers
of universal intelligence, all those members of the
senate of ages ; and on her right and on her left
those two awful grandeurs—Dame and Michael
Angelo. Oh ! since politicians love the words—this
shall be the most majestic of faits aceolizplis. What
a triumph, what an advent, what a wonderful phe-
nomenon—Unity with a single flash of lightning
pagsing through the sister cities of Milan, Turin,
Genoa, Florence, Bologna, Pisa, Sienna, Verona,
Parma, Palermo, Messina, Naples, Venice, Rome !
Italy arises—ltaly is in motion, patuit dea, she
liursts forth, she imparts to the progress of the en-
tire world the great and joyous fever of her genius,
and while Europe is electrified by this marvellous
glare of light, there shall be no less ecstasy in the
eye of peoples, no less sublime reverberation on
their brow, no less dazzlement through this new
light that hall fall upon the earth than if a new
star should shine forth from the heavens. Gentle-
men, if we could explain to ourselves the events
which are preparing, as well as those which now
are passing, we must not forget that Garibaldi—
the man of to-day, the man of to-morrow, as well as
the man of yesterday, before he was the soldier of
Italian Unity, was the combatant of the Roman
republic, and in our eye, and in the eyes of all who

can trace the necessary meandering; of Progress
gliding towards its object, and the avatars of
thought transforming itself to re-appear-1860 is
the continuation of 1849. Liberators are great.
Let the grateful acclamations of peoples follow them
in their diverse fortunes. Yesterday we gave tears
—to-day we sing hosannahs. Providence thus
establishes the equilibrium. John Brown succumbs
in America, but Garibaldi triumphs in Europe.
Humanity standing in consterpation before the in-
famous gibbet of Charlestown, is reassured before
the gleaming sword of Calatafimi. 0, brothers in
humanity, this is the hour of joy and congratulation.
Let us put aside all shades of exclusiveness, all poli-
tical differences, which, in a moment like this, are
so little. At the present sacred hour let us fix our
eyes exclusively upon that holy work, that solemn
object, the vast dayspring of enfranchised nations,
and let us send forth the sentiment of our united
hearts in one formidable cry, worthy of the human
race—" Vivp la Liberte !" Yes, since America, alas,
sullenly conservative of slavery, bends towards
darkness, let Europe illuminate herself. Yes, let
that civilisation of the old Continent which has
abolished superstition by Pascal, slavery by Wilber-
force, and the scaffold by Beccaria, yes, let that
elder civilisation reappear with its splendour which
can never be again extinguished, and let it erect
above mankind its ancient pharos composed of
three grand flames—France, England, and Italy.
Gentlemen, one word more. Let us not leave
this Sicily without throwing on her a last re-
gard. What is to be the conclusion of this splendid
epepee ? What is to rise out of it ? A moral law
—a noble law, and that law is this—Force ceases
to exist. No, force is no more—Right alone
only exists. There are now only principles, only
peoples, only souls—those forces of the ideal ; here
below, there is only conscience, and Providence
above. And what is force ? What is the sword ?
Who amongst those who think feels terror at the
sword ? Certainly not we—the free men of France ;
certainly not you—the free men of England. The
sentiment of right causes the head to be borne erect.
Force and the sword are nothing. The sword is but
a hideous flash in the darkness—a swift and tragi-
cal phantasm. Right is an eternal ray ; right is the
permanence of truth in the soul ; right is God living
in man. Hence is it that where right exists there is
the certitude of triumph. A man—a single man—
who has -right may be named Legion ; a single
sword, accompanied by right, is a thunderbolt. To
speak of right is to speak of victory. Obstacles!—
there are none—no, there are none. There can be
no veto against the will of the future. See how re-
sistance stands in Europe. Austria is stricken with
paralysis, a:id resignation is coming upon Russia.
Look at Naples. She struggles iu vain ; the dying
past wastes its labour. The sword evaporates in
smoke. Those creatures called Lanza, Ladi, Aquila,
are phantoms. At the present hour Francis 11. fan-
cies, perhaps, that he still exists. He deceives him-
self. I tell you here that he is nothing but a
shadow, In vain he refuses to capitulate—in vain
he clings to his atrocities--there is an end of him :
he has resigned, and the dark horses of exile are
now pawing at his palace gates. Gentlemen, I tell
s
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sotfilaroe
etrhelrhdeei,
themselves ; let those in chains take heart. All that
is passing now is logical. Yes, hope is coming on
the four winds of the horizon. Let the Mouzick, let
the Fellah, let the serf, let the pariah, let the pur-
chased negro, let the white slave hope. Chains
are a network whose meshes hold together, if one
is broken all is undone. Hence the solidarity
of despotisms • the Pope is more the brother
of the Sultan ;Ilan he fancies. But, I repeat, the
end is come. Oh, how admirable is the force of
circumstances. There is something superhuman in
deliverance. Liberty is a divine abyss which
l t attracts.ion
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falling
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TILE BANK SUSPBNSION IN SOUTH
STAFFORDSHIRE.

A meeting of the creditors of this bank was held
yesterday, and it was attended by upwards of 50
persons. Mr. Edridge, the chairman of the Town
Commissioners of Bilston, presided. It was ascer-
tained, in answer to
questions, that Mr. John
Foster is the sole proprietor of the bank, the des-
cendants of the deceased partner, Mr. W. Baldwin,
not being now otherwise interested in the concern
than as depositors. Creditors said that they should
not have invested their money if they had been
aware of this circumstance. The cash in the bank
at the time of its suspension was stated to be £3,000,
and that had since been deposited in the Bank of
England. A creditor said that Mr. Foster had told
him that morning that Mr. Cross's liabilities were
£15,000, viz., £lO,OOO on his open account, £3,000
on bills, and £2,000 on a private account. Mr.
Hancox, surgeon, said that having been one of a
small meeting of creditors on Saturday, where he
learnt that Mr. Cross was prepared to meet all his
liabilities at the bank, which he understood
amounted to £9,000, he called upon Foster and
asked him if he was prepared to do the same on
his part. Mr. Foster replied by pulling a small
purse from his pocket, and saying that all his
means of doing so were in that. Mr. Foster (Mr.
Hancox added) was not a man of landed property,
and he began the bank with £15,000. It having
been stated that Mr. Cross and his solicitor were
prepared to afford the meeting 'information, they
were asked to attend. Mr. Brown, solicitor, re-
plied to the invitation. He said there had been a
difference between Mr. Cross and Mr. Foster since
October; that Mr. Cross had overdrawn his account
to the amount of about £9,000 ; but whether it was
£9,000 or £12,000 he was prepared to meet his
liabilities, and he was prepared to offer £3,000 in
July, £3,000 in three months afterwards, and give
security
for the balance by issuing paper that
any one would cash. He pressed the creditors to
keep the estate out of the Bankruptcy Court, and
to act in unison. A committee was then appointed
to negotiate with Mr. Foster, and report to another
meeting. Mr. Brown added that on Mr. Foster's
behalf there had been frequent threats of criminal
took those proceedings the sums in
nhgs against Mr. Cross, but he had replied
wouldey
be no longer a debt, and would be
lost to the creditors. The meeting terminated
with the usual compliment. Several large employers
of labour were represented at the meeting.
thatpdirsop proceedings
they

VOTERS IN IRELAND.--A Parliamentary return
moved for by Lord Robert Montagu contains the following
abstract, showing the total number of voters registered in
i
counties and also in boroughs, n Ireland :—Counties,
167,134; boroughs, 29,569: total number of registered
voters in Ireland, 196,708. Number who voted at the last
general election in counties, 30,273; number on the register
in counties where there was a contest, 41,994 ; number
who voted in cities and boroughs at last general election,
18,286 ; and number on the, register in cities and boroughs
where there was a contest, 22,132,

THE .NAVY.

In consequence of the death of Admiral Hawker,
the Commander-in-Chief at Sheerness, Vice-Admiral
Edward Harvey has been promoted to Admiral of
the Blue. On Sunday the flag-ship Monarch, 84
guns, Captain H. Harvey, hoisted blue at the main ;
a salute of 17 guns was fired by the guard ship in
ordinary Formidable, 84, Captain .1-tundle Burgess
Watson, C. 8., and was returned by the guard ship
of the steam reserve. Cumberland, 70 guns, Captain
Schomberg firing seven guns. '
A rumour was current in naval circles yesterday
at Portsmouth that Sir Thomas Maitland, C. 8.,
had been offered the command of the Channel fleet
in lieu of the Pacific station, and that Sir Charles
Freernantle was about to receive another command.

The Ariadne, 26, Captain E. W. Vansittart. has
arrived at Spithead from the Channel fleet, on the
North British coast, and will repair defects and
prepare as one of the squadron of honour to accom-
pany his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales to
Canada.

The Flying Fish, 6, screw despatch vessel, Com-
mander Charles W. Hope, arrived at Spithead
yesterday morning from Leith.
The Bacchante, 51, screw, Capt. Mackenzie, com-
pleted bending sails alongside the sheer jetty at
Portsmouth dockyard yesterday. She has shipped
a spare blade, and a set of bolts for her screw.
The Bulldog, 6, paddle, Capt. Sir F. L. M'Clin-
tock, bent sails at Portsmouth yesterday. She
will go to Spithead in a few days.
The Sealark, 6, tender to the Britannia, cadet
and novice training ship, at Portsmouth, has been
taken out of No. 1 dock, after cleaning and ex-
amining her copper. The Pigmy paddle tender
was afterwards placed ia the same dock.
The Victoria and Albert Royal paddle yacht-has
completed her regilding in No. 7 dock at Ports-
mouth, and is completing her paint work, &c. She
is expected to come out of dock about Friday next.
The Granger, hired troopship, the stranding of
which during the night of Saturday on the eastern
side of Alum Bay, Isle of Wight, we reported in
yesterday's impression, arrived at Spithead in tow
of the Government vessels sent to her assistance at
2.30 a.m. yesterday. The Echo and Comet steam-
tugs had been despatched from Portsmouth dock-
yard, and the Hecate, paddle steamer, at Spithead,
also proceeded to the ship's assistance, in charge of
MI% Jones, the Government pilot. On arriving in
Alum Bay the ship was found to be on the rocks
which run off from Alum point. Hawsers were
got out from the steamers and made fast. The ship
came off at nine p.m., and was at once taken in
tow for Spithea,d. She is supposed to have re-
ceived very little damage, and the invalids were
ordered to re-embark last evening, and proceed on
their voyage to Gravesend.
The following appointments were made yester-
day at the Admiralty :—Lieut. Samuel Long, to
the Bacchante ; George P. Cooke, surgeon, to the
Rhadamanthus ; Thomas W. Hampshire, first-class
assistant-engineer, to the Bloodhound ; E. F. Read,
second-class assistant-engineer, to the St. George;
Thomas Edgar, second-class assistant-engineer, to
the Wellington, for charge of the Charon ; Job
Annabie, promoted to the rank of second class as-
sistant-engineer, and appointed to the Majestic;
John King (a), promoted to the rank of second class
assistant-engineer in the I'isgard, as additional for
service in gunboats; Richard Elias Denison, pro-
moted to the rank of second class assistant-engineer,
and appointed to the Royal Albert, for service in
the Porpoise ; James Hall, promoted to the rank of
second class assistant-engineer, and appointed to
the Royal Albert, for service in the Termagant ;
John Boxell, promoted to the rank of second class
assistant•engineer, and appointed to the Royal
Albert, for service, in the Assurance ; William
Sides, promoted to the rank of second class assis-
tant-engineer, in the Ardent; George Lucas, acting
second class assistant-engineer, to the St. George ;
W. Todner, acting second class assistant•engineer,
to the Wellington, for charge of the Goldfinch; W.
H. Tweedy, promoted to the rank of acting second
class assistant-engineer in the Asia, for service in
the Grinder; Francis Thornton and Thos. Smith,
third class assistant-engineers, to the Bloodhound ;
Charles H. Pillar, third class assistant-engineer, to
the St. George ; John R. Harvey, acting third class
assistant-engineer, to the Orion; David Grant,
acting third class assistant-engineer, to the St.
George.

DEATH OF MR. JOHN ELLIOT, PAYMASTER, R.N.,
THE STEWARD OF GREENWICH HOSPITAL.—We
have to record the demise of this estimable and re-
spected officer, which event took place at his resi-
dence in Greenwich Hospital on the afternoon of
Saturday. Mr. Elliot was brother to the late Cap-
tain Sir Wm. Elliot, of the navy, and, like him,
had seen some service in his time. In 1798 Mr.
Elliot was serving as a midshipman in the Mars,
74, Captain Hood, in her gallant night action and
capture of the Hercule, 74, on the coast of France:
He was captain's clerk of the Elephant, 74, at Co-
penhagen, with Lord Nelson ; and purser with the
late Sir Charles Brisbane at the taking of Curacoa,
with a squadron •of four frigates ; he was also in
the Arethusa at the capture of a Spanish frigate.
Mr. Elliot was considered one of the fighting pur-
sers of his day, ever ready for a cutting-out party
or a boating expedition. He was secretary to Ad-
miral Plampin at St. Helena, and on the Irish sta-
tion, and also • with Sir Edward Codrington. In
1841 he was appointed agent victualler at Haul-
bowline, and afterwards as storekeeper to Deptford
victualling yard ; and in 1850 transferred to Green-
wich Hospital as steward, in the place of Mr.
Jessep, R.N. The late Mr. Elliot was a zealous
public officer, a kind-hearted and truly good man,
and a most gallant fellow. He leaves behind him
a large circle of friends, in whose memory he will
ever be esteemed.