The Sun.
London, England, 1859-06-04 00:00:00

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circumstances. But the French are like greyhounds '
" straining upon the slip," and Loris NAPOLEON
can scarcely curb their natural impatience. Indeed
delay will be fatal to himself, for it will induce the
people of France to inquire whether he has the
dash or daring of his great uncle, and whether he
is, indeed, a suitable chief for a great military

nation.
The laurels won by VICTOR EMMANUEL, about
which there can be no possible mistake, will militate
greatly against his boastings. The one has exposed
himself to the hottest fire and plunged into the
thickest of the fight, until the Zouaves attempted
to restrain him from his reckless audacity. The
other has not as yet smelt gunpowder, save at a
safe distance, nor have the purity of his plumes
been sullied by the dust of battle. Comparisons
will unquestionably be made, not very favourable
to the EMPEROR, unless he speedily assumes the
initiative, and shows that he has not joined the
army as a mere matter of form, but with an un-
flinching determination to take part in all the con-
flicts of importance that may arise while he is the
commander of the allied troops.

The Liberal reunion fixed for Monday, the 6th
of this present month of June, 1859, gives us very
much the notion of an Experimental Happy Family

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There is a natural curiosity felt at once as to how

so very heterogeneous an assembly will get on
together--whether the old Whig cat will comport
itself amicably with the smallest of those charming
little tame mice of Peelites habitually given to con-

stitutio nal palpitations ! Whether the predatory
hawk of party will forego forthwith all his more
selfish instincts in the way of depredation, perching
meekly beside the pertest of the little dingy spar-
rows of independence! They only want that honest
old dog Towzer, there, to complete their happiness !
And the best of the joke is, that the notion of this
Experimmatal Happy Family is got up entirely
among themselves. There is no master spirit
who is to preside over their organisation
—to subdue, by his dominant authority,
all their natural instincts, passions, piques,
appetites, and prejudices —to tranquillise them
into unnatural fraternity—to exercise over their
discordant ranks a glamour kindred to that
which may bid the lion lie down with the lamb,
and the dove nestle by the basilisk. The signal
for the gathering is that wonderful little round.
robin Circular, signed by that marvellous Chang-
and-Ching of the Opposition—the Siamese Twins
of the House of Commons—arcades ainbo—" a pair
of them"—including Lord PALM ERSTON and Lord
JOHN RUSSELL ! Associated, in this, with an
astounding melange, including among others—
GEORGE BYNG, a staunch Liberal—EDWAßD
ELLICE, a thoroughgoing Whig—SIDNEY HER-
BERT, an unmistakeable Peelite—and MILNER
GIBSON, an -undoubted Manchesterian. So
miscellaneous is the whole group in an-
tecedents and character, in opinions general and
particular, in aspirations and in predilections, that
Farmer BULL, while looking forward to the hour
and place appointed as those of the rendezvous—
Willis's Rooms, in King-street, St. James's, at two
o'clock, on Monday .afternoon—instinctively, ine-
vitably resolves the whole of his sentiments in re-
ference to the project into one extremely terse and
idiomatic ejaculation—" Go it !"—Adding, perhaps,
if his ideas trend at the moment, in what Mr.
DICKENs has happily termed the slangular direction
—" you cripples !" For, in the meantime, there
cannot but cross any one's imagination in the
presence of this most unusual joint-circular
for a sort of a political omnium gatherton
—the remembrance of two facts which are
in themselves notorious and indubitable. First
—that the new House of Commons, if not divided
into the equable balance of six and half-a-dozen—
still so far approaches the state of equipoise that its
aggregate is massed into clumsy moieties of 352 on
the side of the Opposition, and 303 on the side of
the Government. Secondly— that among the
former there are numerous independents or neutral*
who have avowed, if anything, a preference for those
who are In, and certainly a positive repugnance for
those who are Out. It is quite obvious at once, in
fact, that the chances of the Opposition—dubious
at the best—are becoming now at their worst ab-
solutely preposterous. Mr. ROEBUCK awaits the
two noble lords—the Castor and'Pollux of Debate,
the Orestes of Cambridge-house land the Pylades
of Pembroke Lodge—Mr. ROEBUCK awaits them
grimly like a Nemesis. The sword of Ate is
already held in his grasp and has been
recently sharpened. There are a fe ,v trusty
henchmen, too, to aid him in hisLvengeance.
These are for the most part clustered below the
gangway ; while above that Opposition gangway
there is one of the most formidable of all the
antagonists the Cambridge-house compact can
encounter in discussion—the right hon. gentleman
the recalcitrant ex-Secretary for Ireland under the
last Administration. They have charming pro-
spects truly before them, these noble lords and
honourable and right honourable representatives
on the side of her MAJESTY'S Opposition. They
want, above all things, to gratify an almost un-
limited number of exorbitant ambitions. They
want, beyond all things, by one comprehensive
coalition, to build up de noro and in pee-
petuo a new Liberal Government. They want
especially to build it up on the broader basis
of a double leadership Lord JOHN RUSSELL
and Lord PAL3IERSTON having, in the very nick of
time, it is said, been brought most happily together.
But—is there not that wise, old symbolical apho-
tisui—" Between two stools," et cetera. Such a
fall as that implied by the wise, homely proverb,
we believe to be now in elaborate preparation.
When it shall at length have been carefully
accomplished in due course, then—but not till then
—we may look for the commencement of the
labours of rational, practical legislation in the new
Parliament.