The Sun.
London, England, 1867-08-06 00:00:00

Naval and Military Intelligence.

VALETTA, July 31.—The mail last night from
Marseilles brought no news of the squadron which
left Toulon the 18th of July for a cruise at sea.
Her Majesty's screw frigate Endymion, 3, Capt.
C. Wake, which arrived lately from the Pintas,
leaves to-morrow to join Lori Clarence Paget on
the coast of France. She has been relieved in
Greece by the Racer, 11, screw corvette, Com-
mander L. Brine. The Cruiser, 5, steam corvette,
Commander M. Singer, came into port on the 28th
inst. from cruising in the Malta Channel, and will
remain here for the present. The Italian corvette
Eurydice, Capt. Cavaliere Bertello, arrived yester-
day from Algiers, and leaves this evening or to-
morrow for Cagliari. The Turkish Government
screw steamer Kady Kedy 11. left on the 26th inst.
for Constantinople. The Governor of Tripoli, Ali
Riss Pasha, who has been absent from the province
on leave, returned here on the 28th inst. from Con-
stantinople on his way to resume his post. He left
for Tripoli in the Trabulus Garb on the 29th. Dr.
Burke, Royal Navy, left in the Byzantin for Eng-
land via Marseilles on the 28th inst. Sir Victor
Houlton,K.C.M.G., chief secretary to the Govern-
ment, leaves for England by the same route to-

but above all puerile and made for a rod. Its best
known chiefs have just given a proof to some
thousands of reasonable persons from all the civi-
lized nations. Annoyed at having witnessed for
a fortnight together the passage of Catholic
Europe over its territory on the way to Rome, and
it having received from the travellers marks of
the little esteem in which they were held, the
statesmen of Florence, wished to extract some
satisfaction from them, and at the same time some
sons. They invented, accordingly, a means doubly
ingenious, which was at one and the same time a
most offensive vexation and a flagrant extortion :
they feigned to believe that the cholera was at
Rome. In subjecting the pilgrims to fictitious
sanitary examinations, which they multiplied and
rendered interminable, they caused them to lose
the trains and compelled them to take up their
abode in the hotels where they were fleeced with-
out mercy. Christians to the lions ! There are
three sorts of lions in regenerated Italy the
custom-house officer, the fumigator, and the hotel-

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much against it. Then all Papists are born trai-
tors just as negroes are born black and Malays
yellow. This is another point of faith sinful to
doubt. A list of such propositions as these are the
real thirty-nine articles that limit the creed of the
genuine Protestant. In a few generations this
state of things will scarcely be believed except by
the curious explorers of old libraries and the
readers of old pamphlets, but we need no convinc-
ing. As yet the good old race is not quite extinct,
and we may still hear the last survivors of the old
stock making their daily profession of faith, not
only in such chance assemblies as that of St.
James's Hall, but in Exeter Hall, Crown Court, or
the House of Commons. The Apocalyptic seer of
this generation has gravely announced in his last
publication the charitable belief that there is just
a chance for the salvation of Papists, though he
feels sure that if heaven is ever open to them at
all, they will feel utterly at a loss what to do when
they get there. Again, a learned Archdeacon has
lately taken advantage of a visitation to prove
elaborately that Popish theology authorizes the
unblushing violation of every precept of the De-
calogue ; and the most perfect living specimen of
the family announced a few weeks ago to an un-
sympathizing House of Commons that Popery was
beyond a doubt the most fearful curse that had
ever fallen on any land. Yet in spite of the vigour
displayed by these scions of the good old stock, it
is clear that the good old stock itself is fast dying
out. A proof of this is to be found in the fact that
such assertions as the above require now no refu-
tation. The charge of Archdeacon Sinclair is as
harmless, and we may add, as amusing, as Don
Quixote's charge at the windmill. Dr. Cumming
we may leave to the castigation of the Saturday
Review, and Mr. Whalley we may safely leave to
himself. As for the Associates of the " National
Protestant Institute," they may hold as many
meetings as they please, and print as many placards
as they please, but they will never persuade Eng-
lishmen that they are the victims of a Jesuitical
conspiracy, or induce them to go back to the
thoughts and feelings of the " glorious days of
King William." They might as well try to revive
the old style of controversy, when adversaries were
uniformly accused of " wallowing in the slime of
misrepresentation and calumny," or readers warned
" not to kiss the Pope's toe until his nails be
pared, so as he will not scratch and make the
blood run about the mouth of Christendom." This
is the mother tongue of Protestantism, and it is one
of the signs of the times that like the old Welsh it
is growing obsolete. The late meeting in St.
James's Hall was a kind of Eisteddfod to keep alive
the old spirit and the 010 language. These attempts
at a " Revival" must be expected from time to
time. On the next occasion, however, if we may
venture to make a suggestion, several alterations
should be made in the programme. In the first
place, the Association ought to have too much
respect for its traditions to meet anywhere except
in Crown Court or Exeter Hall. Then with all
due respect to Sir W. Verner, M.P., we must really
protest against his occupying the chair in face of
the superior claims of the honourable member for
Peterborough. Prominent places too, on the plat-
form ought to be assigned to Dr. Cumming and
Mr. Newdegate. Dr. M'Neile should be induced
to attend from Liverpool, as the representative of
great and good men in general, and ArchdeacoArchdeacon
Sinclair would have great pleasure we are sure in
reading his " Charge " for about the fifteenth time.
Really none of these little points should. be
neglected tokeep the " sick man " alive. It Is to
Mr. Whalley, as first physician, that we look for
able treatment at this crisis, unless indeed he really
harbours the secret ambition of living to a green
old age, and being able to say if he will condescend
to speak in a Popish language "Le Protestantzsme,
c'est nzoi!"

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