The Sun.
London, England, 1860-06-25 00:00:00

Commence at 7.

A DELPHI, NEW THEATRE-ROYAL.
..r3k Sole Proprietor and Manager, Mr. Benj. Webster.
Reproduction of the powerful Adelphi drama, "The Flowers
of the Forest."
Ninth week of the popular American Actress, Miss Julia Daly
'PHIS 0: VEXING, THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST.
Messrs. J. L. Toole, P. Bedford, Billington, Stuart, Eburne,
C. J. Smith, Powell, Romer ; Miss Woolgar, K. Kelly, Mrs.
Billington, Miss Laidlaw.
After which, OUR FEMALE AMERICAN COUSIN.
Messrs. Stuart, C. Selby, Billington, burne, Miss Julia
Daly, K. Kelly, Laidlaw, and Mrs. Chatterley.

DRENCH PLAYS-ST. JAMES'S THEATRE.
Directeur, M. Talexy.—Lessee, Mr. F. B. Chatterton.

M. LECLERE.
THIS EVENING, UN VIEUX DE LA VIELLE
ROCHE (first time): Pelletre, by M. Leclerc.
ANTENOR POLYPHEME. Polypheme, by M. Leclerc
L'INVITATION A LA VALSE : Maurice, by
De'vaeX.
M. Paul
Orchestra Stalls, Is. 6d. ; Balcony Stalls, 55.; Pit, 2s. ;
Gallery, is.
Private Boxes, from Two Guineas.

Commence at 8.

A STLEY'S ROYAL AMPHITHEATRE.-
Proprietor and Manager, Mr. WM. BATTY.
NOTICE !—A Grand MID-DAY PERFORMANCE and
JUVENILE FETE on THURSDAY, June 28.—Splendid
Equestrian and Gymnastic Entertainment.—Commence at 2
o'clock.
New Engagement, for nine nights previous to his dep*rture
for the Continent, of the Greatest Rope Dancer in the World,
HERR CRRISTOFF, and the popular French Clown, MONS.
L'EPINE. MADLLE. LEONTINE received with enthusiastic
applause. the superb Hippo-drama is a decided success.
On Monday, June 25,1860, and during the week, the En-
tertainments will commence with the Grand Historical
spectacle in Three Acts, entitled "FAIR ROSAMOND, or
the AMAZON CRUSADERS." To be followed by an incom-
parable display of Equestrian Achievements in the Scenes of
the Arena, supported by the most talented Artistes in Europe,
including Madlle. LEONTINE. To conclude with a Popular
Farce.
Doors open at half-past 6, performance commence at 7.
Box-office open daily from 11 till 4.
Stage Manager—Mr. W. WEST.

CONCERTS.-

CANTERBURY HALL
THIS EVENING.
C. H. GOUNOD'S OPERA,
FAUST.
.====, First Time in this Country.-17---'"
Faust Mr. Henry Herbert
heles Mr. C. Bernard.
Mephistop
siobel Mrs. Anderson.
litlarguerite ..... Miss RusselL
Conductor Mr. Ainghmans.'
And selections from
Dinorah, Trovatore, Macbeth, and numerous other
Entertainments.
Balcony, Is Hall. 6d.
Combo Vocalists—Messrs. George Hodson (the Irish Come-
dian and Mimic). and W. T. Critchfield.
The AFRICAN OPERA TROUPE, their first appearance
since 1852 consisting of ELEVEN STAR PERFORMERS,
who will, give the whole of their inimitable entertainment
every evening.
The gallery is open from 5 till 11 on Sunday Evening.

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THE WEATHER.—SUN OFFICE, JUNE 24, 1660.
THERMOMETER, IN THE SHADE.
66--highest since noon yesterday.
60—lowest this morning and during the night.
70—this day at noon.
BAROMETER-30.05.
WIND—South-Westerly; light, with fine weather.
JUNE 25.
TH11111031:11TEN, IN THE SHADS.
67—highest since noon yesterday.
56—lowest this morning and during the night.
69—this day at noon.
BAROMETER-29.78.
WIND—South-Easterly in the morning—with rain, now
Westerly, fresh, with cloudy weather.

HIGH WATER AT LONDON BRIDGE.
THIS DAT.—Morning, 6h. 10m.—Afternoon, 6h. 36m.
To-moßßow.-Morning, 7h. 3m.—Afternoon, 7h. 30m.

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THE SUN.
LONDON, MONDAY, JUNE 25, 1880.

"No ADMITTANCE EXCEPT ON BUSINESS "—this
was the unpretending but seasonable notice prepared
on Saturday for all the coasts of Old England. It is
a notice frequent enough on doors, behind which are
carried on those peaceful operations which cannot
afford to be interrupted by inquisitors or by idlers,
and for which our Gallic neighbours are wont to
laugh at us as a nation of shopkeepers. Never
mind. We are not an inhospitable people, but we.
are a practical people, and we do not want to be
interrupted and put out of our way. All who have
fair business with us, even the business of running
away from despotism, or from the fury of an out-
raged people, all are welcome ; but for those who
would interfere with us we have the one warning—
" No admittance except on business."
M. TRIERS, M. JOINVILLE, M. BONAPARTE,
and MESSIEURS, the fire-eating Colonels, all see this
notice now. They had perhaps before overlooked
it ; or, we may confess, that our intense devotion to
business may, like a vigorous undergrowth of
brushwood, have concealed the notice-board from
eyes that did not search for it ; it will be over-
looked or hidden no more. The review of Satur-
day was very much like some authority saying to a
stranger whose looks or movements indicated inten-
tion to trespass—" You see that notice, sir." Of
course the stranger saw it—he meant no offence—
why should he ? " All right, then, move on, ani
attend to your own business," or " keep on the
footpath."
We, who called attention to Rifle Corps among
the very first, if not the first, of their now numerous
advocates, may well rejoice over the illustration
afforded on Saturday of the practicability of our
views. We confess, indeed, that it far exceeded
what we had ventured to hope, when two or three
years before it attracted public attention, we
earnestly suggested Volunteer Rifle Corps as one
of our most natural and efficient national defences.
We did not ourselves expect that our young
men in such numbers would learn their drill
so quickly and efficiently ; we felt confident
that with a little encouragement the youth
of our country might be made excellent, and fairly
disciplined rifle shots, by tens and hundreds of
thousands, but we had hardly hoped that in a short
twelvemonths from the project being taken up
by the public 122,000 men could be collected,
20,000 of whom could go through military exer-
cises in a style to excite the wonder and admiration
of certainly not favourabl a critics. The result
seems indeed to have convinced every competent
observer that in a very moderate time the men who
did so well on Saturday would be able to do any-
thing that any commander could ask of them in
face of any marauders who dare venture to show
their faces on the shores of our fatherland.
We should think it likely that the spectacle
of Saturday will tell more on foreigners
than even the grand naval display at Spithead, and
indeed than any reviews of our fleet. Our naval
superiority is a tradition of long standing, our par-
tiality for marine amusements even,
as
well as the
vastnos of our commercial navy making us -more
than any other country of Europe, a nautical
people—are a part of the popular belief of Europe.rn
But from
thg Ural Mountains to the
western
coasts of Fra ace, and from the shores of the
Baltic to those against which we hope GARIBALDI
i
will soon be op,,;rating,t was supposed that Eng-
lishmen were not soldiers. True, from the battle
of Maida till that Of Waterloo, it was seen that if
we could get men into the field they did their

work ; that they would even, as their great leader
once said, " get him out of his blunders," as well ism
conquer for him when led as he could lead them.
Still the idea was that we were not a martial people
—that we had no conscription, no compulsory service;
that our idlers, and scapegraces, and men to whom
the workhouse was the alternative, turned
soldiers, and made good soldiers too, but, that
the shopkeepers thought of nothing!. but
their calicos, silks, or groceries, the clerks -about
their accounts and their copying only, and the me vu-
facturers about their power-looms and spinnint!:-

Jennies.
All these fancies are dispelled for ever. Young
England, does not, indeed, take to soldiering for
simple display; nor does Old England encourage
its juniors to take the evenings or their half-holi-
days for learning drill without a practical object
in view ; but—let that object appear, and all Europe
now sees what metal we are made of. A neighbour
Government sees fit, with the blandest professions,
to keep a spare one or two hundred thousand
men, with an excess of naval force utterly useless,
except for the purpose of placing these hundreds
of thousands on a neighbour's shore. Our rulers,
while reciprocating the bland language, show their
real opinions by almost doubling the cost of our
army and navy; the " nation of shopkeepers" sees
that there is a practical object before it, and an
army half as large as our regular army springs up
in a twelvemonth. Where did they come from ? The
despotisms of the Continent cannot understand it,
they know of only the good old plan of making
men turn soldiers ; but they see the freest people
in Europe placing an army at the disposal of the
Crown, almost entirely at their own cost and in
spite at first of Governmental and Horse Guards
discouragement. But, even though almost snubbed
and discouraged they pressed on—they compelled
the aristocratical and professional contemners to
commend what they had despised, and persevered
till a Royal Levee, and and a Royal Review have
rewarded their zeal with the highest approbation
which the highest authority in the land could
bestow. Her MAJESTY'S heart, we know, throbbed
with joy as she gazed on these volunteer defenders
of her Kingdom ; but the offering was the nation's
free-will offering alone. To her belongs the credit
of grateful encouragement ; to the volunteers from
the people the greater credit of sacrificing time and
money for their country. May we not then say
with our Scotch bard :
" Who will not sing, ' God save the Queen,'
Shall hang as high's the steeple ;
But while we sing, God save the Queen,'
We'll ne'er forget the People."

Let but a popular novelist write a sparkling
book of travels, and how many critics are down at
once upon him as though he had been guilty of
some high crime and misdemeanour ! It was thus
when Mr. DICKENS published his two delightful
volumes of " American Notes." Any one reading
the reviews of that work—reviews scribbled,
one might almost have fancied, with venomous
little steel pens dipped in vitriol-and-water—might
have been led to suppose that the book was a
villainous libel and a malignant caricature ! When it
was in reality nothing less genial than the sketch-
book containing the pencillings, so to speak, of
America and the Americans as they appeared to
the view of the most warm-hearted and large-
hearted Humorist who ever adorned our English
Literature. There was another book—written by
a lady novelist—about America, that had previously
called down upon the devoted head of its author, if
possible, a still more virulent and copious flood of
objurgation. It is almost needless, we believe, to
add, that this writer was no other than the creator
and celebrant of " Mrs. Barnaby" and the " Vicar
of Wrexhill"—keen-witted FRANCES TROLLOPE!
In point of fact, the book of travels here referred
to was Mrs. TROLLOPE'S first work—its issue from
the press inaugurated her career as an authoress.
" Domestic Manners of the Americans" the book
was called ; and it recorded in a graphic manner
the impressions produced upon the mind of the
writer after a three years' residence at Cincinnati.
It is now some eight-and-twenty years since the
date of its original appearance. Since which time
not only has Mrs. TROLLOPE herself contributed
largely to the national library of fiction, but her
two sons—ANTHONY and ADOLPHITS—have built
up for themselves within the last five years distinct
and notable reputations in imaginative literature.
ANTHONY TROLLOPE especially has latterly proved
himself to be not only one of the most prolific, but
also one of the most popular and successful among the
younger generation of novelists. Instead of be-
ginning his career as a writer, however, with a
book of transatlantic travels, according to the
example of his mother—ANTHONY TROLLOPE after
publishing some half-dozen works of fiction, adven-
tures upon the publication of precisely that kind of
production—gives to the public a book of travels,
and a book of travels that may be also designated
transatlantic. " The West Indies and the Spanish
Main" is the title of the work, which is nothing
more--pretends to be nothing more—than the
record of observations made during the course of a
pleasant excursion. Mr. TROLLOPE'S book of
travels, like many a previous novel from the same
hand, proves to be singularly readable. It wins
golden opinions from all sorts of men upon this aide
of the Atlantic. But notwithstanding all this—
unlike any of the same writer's novels—the work
calls down upon ANTHONY TROLLOPE in some
quarters almost as hearty abuse as that lavished
upon his mother's record of travels upon the North
American Continent: One of the assailants of Mr.
ANTHONY TROLLOPE in his capacity as a traveller
has recently been holding forth rather vigorously
in the Corn Exchange at Northampton. The acri-
monious critic in this instance is a rev. and a
BROWN—[TOM BROWN has told us what the
BROWNS are made of, and how manly and out-
spoken they can be]—the Rev. J. T. BROWN,
Minister of the College-street Chapel, in the afore-
said town of Northampton. Mr. BROWN it appears
has been a traveller in the West Indies as well as
Mr. TROLLOPE. Mr. BROWN has been to Jamaica
with his eyes and ears open—like Mr. TROLLOPE.
But, speaking to the audience recently assembled
to listen to his experiences of the West Indies,
but particularly of Jamaica—what says Mr.
BROWN about Mr. TROLLOPE ? Let us see. It
is Mr. BRowN, remember, who is loquitur He
should have been ashamed—his (Mr. BROWN'S)
opinions might be worth something or nothing,
but facts were facts, and he could give facts to
prove what he said, and he did say—he should have
been ashamed to have written a book so ignorant
on some points relative to Jamaica as that of
ANTHONY TROLLOPE, and he should have blushed
if lie could have been guilty of so wicked a thing as
to write the review of that book which appeared
in the Times. Whin he road some of ANTHONY
TROLLOPE'S pictures he had been amused sometimes,
and sometimes indignant ; but when he read that
review it made his heart go down ; it did indeed sink
very low. He knew where Mr. TROLLOPE had
beenslainprke;alheaknew how he was crammed. He could.
point to men who now laughed, and said, We
helped to cram him.' If he (Mr. BROWN) had his
sparkling
and ready style he could write three
different books about Jamaica, and none of them
true. He could write one all praise, as beautiful as

those flowers before him, and that should be true
as far it went ; or he could write one as black, and
that should be true, too, as far as it went; or
he could amuse people with ludicrous things,
and make them laugh at the black men, and that
should be true as far it went. But neither the
first, nor the second, nor the tkird should be
the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the
truth." Now, out of his own mouth, Mr. BROWN
—while uttering these extravagant words of blame
—stands forth clearly before us self-condemned.
He admits, as plainly as words can admit any-
, thing, that Mr. ANTHONY TROLLOPE'S book, as
far as it goes, is True. That we may presume to
h e,ve been the one ambition of its writer, that it
shou-ld prove true as far as it went—but not fur-
ther.
A book of travels is a book of travels—
should bo treated as such—affects to be nothing
more. It is simply absurd to look to a work of
that kind, ;_l" astily sketched off, and undertaking no
more than to give, as graphically as may be, the
writer's individual impressions—it is simply absurd,
we say, to look to, a work of this kind for the dis-
sovery in it of a profound historical, ethnological,
and politico-economic disquisition. The production
referred to in the abovo unmeasured terms of abuse
simply undertook to coil vey to us the personal im-
pressions of its very clever author, Mr. ANTHONY
TROLLOPE—and, as an effusion of that character,
it was reviewed in the columns of our chief morn-
ing contemporary. So that when the Rev. J. T.
BROWN talks of the book itself as so " ignorant"
that he (Mr. BROWN) should have been ashamed to
have written it, and vilifies the review itself as
nothing less than wicked—he talks arrant non-
sense, and renders himself excessively ridiculous.

_HURRAH- FOR OUR RIFLEMEN!