The Sun.
London, England, 1861-03-26 00:00:00

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" The inaugural was much more ConserVafive than
he had anticipated. It was more pacific and conci-
liatory flan he had'predicted. He, repeated, after
s.
a careful eaMination and analysis, he: Was clearly
of the opinion that the Administration stands
pledged to "a peaceful solution,,and will do no act
that will lead to war, ansl make no change of policy
unless necessary to preserve peace."
A scrap of paper headed " Mississippian Extra,"
and received just at the departure of the mail adds :
• " MONTGOMERY, 6th. President Davis has
ordered Brigadier-General Beauregard to proceed
at once to Charleston, take command..of the forces
already there, and invest Fort Sumter."

P RESIDENT 1.,1N COLIV; S 17RSTERT7TE.

Just within the door is a large corridor ; at the
back side of this corridor was an immense hat and
coat rack, towards which tended we all. s Mixed
in with all sorts and conditions of men were many
ladies -- ladies whose faces were flushed, whose
hearts beat quick, whose toilets were disarranged,
and whose dear little tempers,.l. fear, were some-
what soured by the incessant jamming of the ruder
sex about them-.
.At the hat-rack was a great scene
of confusion ; every box was full ; there was no
room for any additions to the files of coats, cloaks,
and apparel generally, and if anything was lent
there, it Was left at the owner's risk. This risk
was taken, and with a desperation worthy of the
noblest ;cause; we turned towards the famous
" East,Room." There we found a vast multitude
of people, for whom locomotion was impossible, and
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success. Tussling from them, stela by step, slowly,
but surely, we neared. the " Blue Room," where
were the objects of universal scrutiny, of :universal
regard, of universal curiosity, and universal sym-
pathy. Right near the door stood thee President,
his. tall form _Wavering far_ above_ the _crowd, his
head bowing continually, his arm workingsuninter-
ruptedly, and a happy genial smile playfrigi good-
naturedly about his mouth. He was dressed in a
plain black suit—frock coat, vest, and trousers—a
wide turnover collar, and white gloves. At the
average of 25 a minute he shook hands and ex-
changed greetings with his visitors. Occasionally
some old gentleman would endeavour to stop and
have a little social chat about good old times, but
the pushing crowd behind him would come up with
such irresistible force that, like the wad from a pop-
gun, he was thrust out by succeeding aspirants for
the Presidential digits. Mr. Lincoln looked well.
His colour was good, his face but slightly flushed,
and his demeanour' dignified and calms- Certainly
his powers of endurance are very great, for although
it was announced that at 10 o'clock he would retire,
he kindly held on until nearly 11, by ,which time
he must have shaken hands with over 3000 people.
Ile was very highly gratified at the success which
attended the affair, and expressed himself to that
effect several times during the evening and subse-
quently. Mrs; Lincoln was sought, of course, first
of all. She stood near her husband, with dignity
and ease. Self-possession, under such circumstances,
one would not naturally expect, but it was there.
Had the mistress of the White House been born.
and bred at Washington, accustomed from child-
hood to the surroundings of the most prominent
positions, she could not have exhibited, out-
wardly, less anxiety, less -embarrassment, or
more entire savozr faire. •Do not misunder-
stand me. Mrs. Lincoln has three character-
istics, which, when given to an American woman,
will sustain her under any circumstances, and
enable her to bear ' up against any pressure.
They are common sense, self-confidence, and tact ;
all of which to a remarkable extent are hers. In.
addition to these, she has a naturally pleasing man•
ner, an open heart, and a working brain'. 'Her dress
will commend itself to all who admire simple ele-
gance. She wore a very rich and becoming crimson
watered silk, with pearl ornaments, a very elegant
point lace cape and trimmings, with a head-dress of
natural camelias interspersed with simple pearls.
I take pleasure in recording . the fact that Mrs.
Lincoln is eminently qualified for her position ;
that she has commenced well, has produced in the
most captious a favourable impression, and will show
to her countrywomen, and to Washington society in
particular, that she can, as did Mrs. Polk, adorn as
well as sustain the responsible place which she has
been called to fill. Mrs. Kellogg, a sister of Mrs.
Lincoln, who has for years been the admired repre-
seutative of Cincinnati society, stood at the side of
the wife of the President. She wore a chaste and
exquisitely fitting pearl-coloured brodade silk, with
diamond ornaments. Her hair was tastefully
dressed with flowers, and her tout ensemble could in
no way have been improved. Mrs. Lincoln has
extended to Mrs. Kellogg an invitation to remain
at the White House as her companion, an invita-
tion which we are glad to learn will no doubt be
accepted. Mrs. Grimsley, a cousin of Mrs. Lincoln,
a lady of fine presence, graceful carriage, and per-
fect address, with Mrs. Edwards, Mrs. Julia E.
Baker, and Miss Lizzie Edwards were also of the
party. Mrs. Grimsley wore a very handsome blue
watered silk, with a long train, with pearl and
turquoise ornaments, and a head dress of white
roses. Mrs. Baker, the accomplished wife of Mr.,
Baker, of the Springfield Journal, wore a lemon-
coloured watered silk, with low neck, short sleeves,
and long train, with point lace cape, a very rich
head-dress of cherry-coloured verbenas, with gold
sprays intermingled, and a full set of pearl orna-
ments. Mrs. Baker is spoken of as a lady of literary
ability and taste. Miss Edwards, who though but
recently a school girl, has become already the un-
fortunate topic of newsmongers, was dressed
with the simplicity and taste becoming her
youth. She wore a Paris muslin, exquisitely
embroidered with French needlework, and a simple
diamond cross depended from a chain about
her neck. There were very many elegant and ex-
pensive toilets there, and a great many costly ones
that were not elegant, but it is certainly gratifying
to feel that we are represented as well in the social
as in the political world at the Mansion of the
Executive of our country's Government.—New
York Times.

THE HILLS OF LONDON.

(From the St. James's Magazine.)
There was a time when great 'persons rode from
the neighbourhood of the Tower, westward, up and
down hill; but it made all the difference in life to
them, whether on reaching a certain point they
proceeded by Snow and Holborn-hills, or by that
of Ludgate. The latter sometimes led to the block
in Lincoln's-inn-fields or Westminster•yard ; but
it more frequently took the wayfarer to Westmin-
ster Palace and acceptable greetings, whereas by
by the other hills, a man who was the chief object
of interest in a procession from the Tower seldom
went to any other exaltation but that to be had at
Tyburn ! So went Lord Badlesmere, because his
obstinate wife, in his absence, would not surrender
his Kentish castle of Leeds to Queen Isabella. So
went, subsequently, Queen Isabella's younger friend,
Edmund Mortimer. So went bonny Lady Hun-
gerford—that pretty and petulant Agnes, who in a
fit of impatience poisoned her husband, Sir Edward,
and swung for it, like the ugliest of felons. It would
take a volume to tell the names only of all the vil-
lains whose passage down Snow and Holborn Hills
was demonstration clear of their having achieved
that " greatness" which Fielding has so happily
illustrated. Look, through your fingers if you
will, at the solemn spectacle! Generally speaking,
it had little of solemnity in it. The heroes of
the day were often on good terms with the mobs,
and jokes were exchanged between the men who
were going to be hanged and the men whe deserved.
to be. There they pass, from the Tower, or any
one of the City prisons, to the triangular erectly,
and John Smith, the burglar
on "Deadly Never-Green." There pass Southx.iell,
foenalyf,teuarmnlbeing
the sweet versifier; and Felton, the assas•sin
Buckingham ; five of the three-score-srilve_one
who
l
individual
signed away the life of Charles I. ;
and victim after
duly ovwfi
he
Queen
victim
eveoenfrreally
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came
see.
to
t_h
lei
iudekthye greetings
and clamour of a quarter of a million of people
asses smilingly,
exe-
cuted at Tyburn. And there
P that hideous young murderer,
Jack mur erer,
.Tack. Sheppard, whom the
brightest talent cannot
pa.
,ish up into a hero. And
there is the doubly
hideous Jonathan wild uttering Amen as he
picks the chaplain's pocket of a corkscrew—if the
treacherous coward had
evil left to allow ofenough of the energy of
his committing that last felony.
A nobleman follows him, Lord Ferrers, gaily
dressed in I •
us wedding suit; then a nobleman's
servant, who for small pilfering suffered the same
penalty that his " betters" did
for murder. Lord
Harrington's man rode over the London hills to
Tyburn, in a frock of blue and gold, with a white
cockade in his hat, as a continual assertion of his
innocence. That reverend gentleman who succeeds
is the very pink of fashionable preachers, Dr..
Dodd. He had long lain hid in the house known
as Goodenough House, at the corner of Gnn-
nersbury-road and Brentford-lane ; and for rob-
bing the Reverend Doctor Bell, the old Princess
Amelia's chaplain, in front of that very house, that
remarkably handsome young highwayman, with.
sixteen ribands at the knees of his breeches, is,
e-s
going also to " the threuare stilt at Tyburn,* q
whither Dodd followed him.