The Sun.
London, England, 1861-12-27 00:00:00

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ROYAL PRINCESS'S THEATRE.-
Lessee, Mr A. Harris.

THIS EVENING, FRIDAY, Dec. 27, THE CRICKET
ON THE HEARTH. After which will be produced, a
Grand Comic Christmas Pantomime, entitled WHITTING-
TON AND HIS CAT ; or, Harlequin King Kollywobbol
and the Genius of Good Humour. The grotesque opening
invented and written by Henry J. Byron, Esq., author of the
Princess's Pantomime of "Jack the Giant Killer." The
Scenery by Mr. James Gates, Mr. H. Cuthbert, and numerous
assistants. Good Humour, Miss Helen Howard ; Princess
Popsiwopsi, Miss Rose Leclercq ; Alice, Miss Pauline Le-
clercq ; Messrs. Garden, Cathcart, Morland, Collett, Hast-
ings. Raymond ; Dick Whittington, Miss Maria Harris ;
Robin Goodfellow and the Cat, Master John llaslem, (pupil
of the celebrated Gabriel Ravel; Clown, Mr. Hildyard ;
Harlequin, Mr. John Lauri ; Pantaloon, Mr. Paulo; Colum-
bine, Miss Caroline Adams. Morning Performances will
take place at Two o'clock on Monday, Dec 30, and every fol-
lowing Monday till further notice. •

jEW THEATRE-R0 YAL, ADELPHI.-.
Sole Proprietor and Manager, Mr. B. Webster.
309th, 310th, 311th Nights of the Engagement of Mr. and Mrs.
Dion Boucicault.
The Two Great Dramas.

THIS EVENING, and during the week the great Drama,
entitled THE OCTOROON; or, LIFE IN LOUISIANA':
Messrs. Grace, Billington, Emery, Phillip Jamison, Smith,
Stephenson, Romer. Lewis ; Mrs. Billington, Mrs. H. Mar-
ston, Miss C. Denvil, Miss Latimer, and Mrs. 11. Lewis.
After wh,ch, at 20 minutes past 9, the great Irish Drama
of THE COLLEEN BAWN. Mr. and Mrs. Dion Boucicault,
Mr. Fisher, Miss Woolgar, &c.
Box Office open from 10 till 5.

NEW ROYALTY THEATRE,
Dean-street, Oxford-street.

Under the Direction of Mdlle. Albina di Rhona.

THIS EVENING, A LES SON FOR HUSBANDS ;
characters by Mr. Sinclair, Mesas. Clifford and Terry. After
which, CAM ELIA ; Camelia, Mdlle. Albina di Rhona. Fol-
lowed by a New Operatic Burlesque, entitled THE VERY
LATEST EDITION OF IL TROVATOR 143 ; or, Who
Killed the —; Messrs. Graham, Robins, James, Warren,
W. Worboys ; Mesds. Mason, Craven, and Hodson. To
con lude with new and ori,inal Faroe, A NICE QUIET
DAY.—Commence at half-past 7.

CANTERBURY HALL CONCERTS,
AND FINE ARTS GALLERY.
Immense Entertainment for the Christmas Holidays.
Mr. MARSHALL'S Grand Christmas Dish, "THE EN-
CHANTED HASH" (SECOND EDITION), written ex-
pressly for him by W. F. Vandervell, Esq.—Mr. Frederick
French, the great Shakesperian Burlesque Vocalist.—Mr. J.
G. Forde.—Miss Harriet Coveney, and Miss Greene.
Grand Selections from
TROVATORE and LA TRAVIATA,
By Miss Russell, Mr. Herbert, Signor Tivoli, and full Chords.
Musical Director, Mr. Jonghmans.
Admission—Hall, 6d. ; Stalls mad Balcony, is.

CANTERBURY HALL.-VICTOR JULIEN,
v " THE FLYING MAN " (from Paris), on the Trapeze,
will make his First Appearance on MONDAY, the 30th De-
cember.

T H E 0 X F ORD,
6, OXFORD-STREET,

EVERY EVENING.

Grand Selections from "LA CIRCASSIENNE," "Mac-
beth," and " Ernani," by Miss Russell, Miss Ernst, and
Madame Enderssohn ; Messrs. Albert, W. Morley, Greene,
and C. Greville. Full Band and Chorus.—Conductor, Mr. F.
Jonghmans. Varied Vocal and Instrumental Entertainments,
the Comic portion by Messrs. Sam Collins, M. P. Foster, E.
Msrshall, W. Randall. and Mias Harriet Coyeney.
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Commence at 6 o'clock during the Christman Holidays.

HIGH WATER AT LONDON BRIDGE.
THIS DAY.—Morning, 9h. 13m.—Afternoon, 9h. 48m.
To-monnow.-Morning, 10h. 25m.—Afternoon, 11h. 3m.

THE WEATHER.—SUN OFFICE, DECEMBER 27, 1861.
THERMOMETER, IN THE SHADE.
37-7*ighest since noon yesterday.
26—lowest this morning and during the night.
32—this day at noon.
BAROMETER-30.62; the highest this year.
WIND North-Easterly ; moderate, with fog, and a
sort of frosty dew falling thick and moisiy, resembling a
Scotch mist.

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THE SUN.
LONDON, FRIDAY, DEC. 27, 1861.

For ten or eleven days more at least we must re-
strain our impatience. We have no transatlantic
telegraph, and must therefore await the arrival of
what now seems to us the slow speed of steam
packets. Were it Pesth we needed to hear from,
or even Constantinople, minutes and hours would
take the place of hours and days. Let us hope the
Greenland and Iceland line will yet be laid, and
that when the next complication occurs we shall
not be kept in such long suspense. While there
is in existence a means of transmitting intelligence
instantaneously, even ten, twelve, or fourteen
knots an hour will seem slow. In the present
case we know that the Europa did not pass
Cape Race till the 13th, that the all important
dispatches could not therefore reach Washington
before the 16th, then would follow the two or three
grace days during which Mr. SEWARD was to have
private knowledge of the despatch, then the seven
days after its official delivery, bringing the date
for Mr. SEWARD'S final reply to Christmas Day, on
which day the Europa was to leave Boston with
the news we all so anxiously expect. Monday
week would seem therefore to be the earliest date
to which we can look with any confidence for
the first satisfactory information of the inten-
tions of the American Government. We shall
have information possibly more or less indicating
the temper of the people by earlier arrivals. The
Africa, due on Monday, will bring news up to the
18th, two days after the despatches will have reached
Washington ; and we will doubtless learn from her
how our Yankee friends submitted to the operation
of opening their eyes to the real opinion of England.
There can hardly be a doubt, we imagine, of what
the Washington Government will feel constrained
to do. As the Europa was somewhat late in arriv-
ing, the French despatch will reach Washington
almost as soon as that of the English Government,
and an Austrian one will soon follow it ; and it
would seem impossible that even an American mob
can force its Government to fight the most power-
ful State in Europe against the open advice of two
of the oldest Governments—we might say the
advice, if it should ever be called for, of all the
civilised Governments of the world. Well for
America that all should end thus. Were a war
begun, the boundary question would certainly
reappear. The fraud of DANIEL WEBSTER on
Lord ASHBURTON, a piece of sharp practice in which
Americans afterwards exulted, would assuredly be
re-investigated. We should claim not only the two
Commissioners and their Secretaries, but the whole
of the territory interposed by the WEBSTER fraud
between our colonies of New Brunswick and Canada
—a district of no use to the States, but of great
value to us as enabling us to complete direct com-
munication by railroad with the Atlantic when the
St. Lawrence is frozen up. It would have been
almost worth a war to have rectified that piece of
Yankee knavery. The truth is, indeed, that
Americans have had their way so long, both in-
sulting and cheating this country, that a feeling
has grown up almost, of not quite overbalancing
our aversion to war. Mr. SEWARD has brought
upon his country our unmingled contempt—he hds
aided in destroying what little good will and for-
bearance remained in us, and the sentiment pro-
bably predominant in England is that the Sovereign
mob in America will never tolerate decent govern-
ment till a war with England has satisfied them
that they are not Lords of the Universe, nor even
of all North America.

A melancholy and lurid light has recently been
thrown from a somewhat unexpected quarter upon
the still oppressed and still lamentable condition of
Poland. It comes to us this time—not from
Cracow, not from Warsaw, not from within the
boundaries of the dismembered kingdom once owning
allegiance to the wearers of the crown last lawfully
donned by his Majesty King STANISLAMS. It
comes this while from afar off—streaming across
half Russia proper, from the ancient capital of the
great Muscovite Autocracy, from Moscow! Those
who " run can read" it, and understand it. It has
a deplorable significance. It is a sort of sidelight
thrown upon the scene of so many hopes and fears;
but though merely a sidelight, the glare east