Volcano weekly ledger., 1855-12-01

The Humiliation of England

The Corsican rendetta is nearly accomplish
ed for the humiliation of England approach
cd its consummation, when Queen Victoria
stood reverentally before the tomb Of her
country's mortal enemy in the wierd torch
light which flickered along the walls of the
Invades. She stood there as the dependent
of his nephew, a suppliant to the mercy Of
the Napoleonc race, which knows no mercy
for its foe, Queen in name beside an EN-
peror in fact Did the spirit of Sir Hudson
Lowe hover around the scene Did the
laugh of the cold guard" which, according
to the German Legend, attends the nightly
review of Ia petite corporal on the dreary shore
of st. Helena, ring scornfuly through the
sombre walls No: it was but fancy, but
the vengeance of the Napoleons was a reality.
The visit of Queen Victoria to Paris was
little more than a conqueror's pageant, in
which she acted the part of distinguished
captive, which could not be endured by her
for moment, if single drop of Boadiceas
blood remained in the veins Of modern royal-
ty. She was received with q magnfcence
which threw her efforts at display on the oc-
casion Of Napoleon's visit to London, into the
shade, and showed, as Sterne says, that they
do these things better in France ;" but the
cheers with which the Emperor was greeted
in London, were not bestowed upon the Queen
in Paris, and she passed onward to St Cloud
a spectacle to be gazed at and not guest TO
be honored
/ noticed" says a correspondent of the
London Press, :" that while the Emperor con-
versed with the Queen in the Royal box at
the Opera, sinister SMILE half of sarcasm,
parted his lips occasionally and hickered over
his inscrutable countenance" What did that
smile mean 1t was faint revelation of the
proud thoughts which were swelling within
his heart 1t said, ST. Helena is avenged
The Parvenue is the master of the hereditary
Sovereign. The triumph of France is almost
complete The houseless wanderer the
madman of former years-the prisoner of
Ham-the dependent of Mrs. Howard the
special constable of London-is ruler of
France to day, and France is the ruler of
England Craft has done the work of the
sword-but the final retribution--the grand
dea0uemem Of the drama has not arrived yet
not yet, 0, Destiny NOT yet. 1t advan-
ces, however, darkly and steadily "as the
shadow of the Gnomon" Gaze on, poor gill
ded puppet, at the pantomime on the stage
and dream not of the tragedy which awaits
your country and yourself. So said that
smile. Such was the meaning Of the faint
revelation of the secrets Of that hitherto in
Scrutable countenance
Victoria has returned to England amid the
congratulations of the London press. But
what has she learned during her visit 7 That
France has a magnificent army on her own
soil, while England has scarcely single sol
der that the French people are aroused and
nygorated by the Eastern war, while the
English are crushed and depressed; that the
birthright of genius is more potent than the
birthrght of blood; that she is mere pawn,
though bearing a royal crown, on the chess
board of European politics, in the hands of
the most skilfu and mastery player of his
time. Such is the bitter lesson she must have
learned, unless the imbecility of George III,
be inebriated with his GOWN o. Delta