The Shasta courier., 1855-02-24
TIC soldier Of Civiliza.ion.

In a late number of the New York Times we
find most graphic sketch of the Earl of Cardi-
gan. who led the British cavalry in the mad yet
brilliant charge at Balakalva. To show what
material England uses in her "war for cviliza-
ton" we shall take the liberty of making two
extracts from this sketch, promising that its au-
thor is one of the liege subjects of Queen Victo-
ria. The first extract thus exhibits the noble
Earl in his social relations:
"In all his gallantries, Lord Cardigan has nev-
er even affected scintilla of that sentiment
which, by relieving vice of all its grossness, is
said to relieve it OF half its evil. Some three
years since, we remember, he carried away
from Dublin, where his regiment was then quar-
tered, lady of singular beauty. the wife OF the
Chamberlain of Dublin Castle, Sir William Lee
son, whose outraged feelings were subsequently
soothed by compensation OF a very large
amount. Taking her to Scotland few months
after in his yacht, whether from remorse, or
parting with her children, some other cause,
Lady Lesson seized suddenly with illness,
and died under very narrowing circumstances.
Within a week alter, we the spoler in his
accustomed spot in the opera box with his jew
eled lorgnette planted on some new beauty with
a steady, sensual stare. Thoroughly heartless
and selfish. he steps from ruin to ruin without a
pang, and, when his passion palls casts aside
his victim with the same graceful leyity he does
his lance"
AS mere man. with strong animal instincts,
his lordship is thus sketched:
"In appearance, Lord Cardigan is the beau
ideal OF light dragoon. Arrogant, gay, and
dauntless in bearing, he stands about five feet
eleven and his frame, though slight, is well pro-
portoned and firmly knit. His light brown
hair he wears in shor. curls, and carries a
weighty moustache of the same hue. His ex-
preston is sensual and selfish. His wealth in
sures him mpanons, but he has no friend. of
dress, and dash, and glitter he is passionatey
fond, and when mounted, in the gorgeous uni
form of his reg iment, and leading a charge on
his beautiful dark chestnut Arab, he well looks
the character to which he is said TO aspire-The
Murat of British cavalry. High and imperious
he little differs from the noble animal he rides
Like it, he obeys every mute instinct and pas
sion like it. he reoces in the battle, and rushes
| forward with glorious animal courage against
| the foe; but he is nothing more"
WHAT WILL TAKE THE ScEST OUT OF YOUR
CLoTAEs.-Siiting the piazza of the Cataract
House, was a young. foppisb looking gentle
man, his garments very highly scented with a
| min led odor of cologne and mnsk. solemn
faced, odd-lookng man after passing the dandy
several times, with look OF aversion which
drew general notice, suddenly stopped, and in
confidential tone, said:
''Stranger, | know what'll take that scent out
| of your clothes: you-"
What what do you mean, sirl" said the
exquisite, fired with indignation, starting from
his chair.
''Oh, get mad now swear, pitch round, fight
just because man wants TO do you a kind
!" coolly replied the stranger. But III tell
you, lido know what'li take that smell-phew !!
You just b,ry goar clothss-bary 'en day or two
Uncle Josh got afoul OF skunk, and he at
this instant there went up from the crowd 81
mulianeous roar of merriment; and the dandy
very sensibly cleared the coop" and vanished
up stairs.