The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1858-09-18

Our worthy Mayor seems to have a yellow
fever phobia, and he had better recommend the
closing of the port by sinking vessels at the
Narrows la Sebsstcpol.
ROYAL. flSrTERs-TLR QUEES or Cesar Bar
TAIN AND Her CANADIAN LIE0Es We publish
to-day number Of amusing articles from
English journals, in relation to the sug
gested visit Of the "dear little Queen" as
the Albion calls her. to the wilds Of North
America. The London Tines thinks it would
be good idea for her Aaiesty's loyal sub
jects in the Canadas 10 have eight of her
gracious person, and quite agrees with the
HERALD in its estimate of the grand reception
which would await her both in the States and
in British America. The Liverpool Mercury
says very truly that a visit to New York 'might
bc a. effective in consolidating the peace Of the
world az visit to Cherbourg or Berlin" But
they all arrive at the conclusion that the tourney
is surrounded with too many difficulties to be
within the bounds of probability. II seems
doubtful, indeed, whether the Canadians can
succeed in borrowing the Prince of Wales for
the opening Of their Industrial Exhibition.
And go it seems we are not to have royal
visit. II Is a splendid idea knocked in the
head by the Intervention Of stormy sea. 1t is
too bad. Think of what grand opening for q
celebration the Queens visit would make in
New York! We have had some queens here,
though not hereditary ones. Who does not re-
member the tremendous excitement created by
the Queen of the Dance, Fancy Elssler. Men
fought for glance at the tips OF her toes, and
thought it an honor to assist in dragging her
carriage. Then there was another ovation to
Jenny Lind, the Queen OF Sorg who literally
walked on flowers from the time she stepped
upon our soil until she returned to Europe full
OF glory and dollars. ko9uth au EXC overnor
and an immense humbug, received the honors
Of II first class statesman and conquering hero,
when he was only defeated politician of the
smallest calibre. But, suppose we had real
Queen-the representative of an empire upon
which the sun never ee,s--the sovereign of q
people that we like the better the Oftener we
quarrel with them-the idol of our loving
cousins and our best customers. Why, the
cable carnival would be nothing to the re-
ception which We should give to the British
Queen. The stately and solemn official greetings
OF France and Prussia would sink into insignif-
canoe before the enthusiastic welcome offered to
England sovereign by the American people.
The shout of congratulation which would ex-
tend from the forests of Maine to the capes of
Florida, from the shores Of jersey to the Gold
en- Gate would drown all the artillery of Cher
bourg. All the historical recollcctions Of q
thousand years, oil our international amenities
and courtesies, all our parades and displays, all
our gas lights and illuminations, all our bon
fires and joyous demonstrations, would be con-
ccntrated in one grand ovation 10 the Queen.
But il may come yet; and in our day British
sovereign may ride up Broadway. In the mean
time, as We cannot have the Queen of England,
We are to have Picolomini, the Queen of the
Opera, and one Of the NEST fascinating of So
vereigns- We must all join together and give
her glorious reception. Without somebody to
receive W. should relapse iuto state of hope
less stupidity 20 let it b. Picolomini-the youth
full, beautiful and charming Queen of Song.
She lately received grand ovation in Dublin;
but the New Workers, in such matters can beat
the Irish "all TO smash"