The daily exchange. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1858-1861, 1861-07-25
THE DEATH-BED OF COUNT CAVOUR.

sscttu Ties OF nome was not among the points OF the
But in this case the old commonplace tomb
! STONE en!ogy, "he died Gs he had lived" became
most literally and strictly true He died like the
! champicus of old time
= "Wth cuirass braced
y And lance in rest -"
faithful to his trust to the flicker of existence
70" chnracterlsilc OF the man what we read of
'Ae determined effort with which, after those first
"" "" nefeneSs bleedings he threw himself once more
iuoush our Tor few hours into The routine OF toll
~ y "lch MS latter years passed. as though
Z WIN teverish fOrebodng a xiety to do some
: .ni"g more something however small for ItalyI
H''e' Tue iTst attack we told that che wrote
transacted business, and received visitors whose
affairs were urgent" And here it sborI5 b ga
that, from first to last OF his career his greatnass
never stopped to the "insolcuce of office" which de-
| lights in the crowded ante-ch amber the audience
loag delayed and at last grudginglv doled out
No petty officer syndic OF some humble village
nested far off among the Alpine v,!lavs was ever
harsssed by weary waiting, silaucad bv care
less c0ldness from the Minister whose aid he came to
seek.
Cavour courteous with all; helpful to all;
generous and charitable in the largest sense of the
words and, while despatchng load of business
vast eaOugh to break the sinews of a less vigorous
and choicely-tempered intellect, seemed ever TO
have leisure and attention for the business in hand
Much OF the captvation which he exercised
all who approached him, whether friends or sui
tors, NAV have been, and doubtless Vss owing to
bis graceful and polished manner, the immense
stores of knowledge which he knew how to use so
SCI
neUr which gave distinction to his hom@Iv nerson
But much aSsuredlv depended on the attraction Of
the more precious qualities OF the heart, which
drew around him such treasure of devoted friend
SNIP as lew men in power have been blessed
with.
On the 4th OF June, long after the typhoid symp-
toms had declared themselves las how should thew
not under such course OF treatment p we read of
another characteristic little scene in the chamber
OF sickness. A Capuchn friar, of tried liberalism
and trusty friend of Cavnur, was beside him. lust
Wis hon
absnlutinn which the Church holds indispensable to
the dying, and which the sick man had probably
demanded from kindly touch of thou htiul in
dulgenca for the somewhat bigoted belief of his
nearest of kin. Looking up into the frars aritated
face, with something ot the Pickering play of foa-
ture which IN the Chambers o'teu the signal
OF rough weather to his eloquent Republican ad-
yersary, BToiierio, Cavour remarked $50 then, nv
friend, You do think me an honest after an!"
And the absaiution wss forthwith bestowed.
all that day and the next, though there was an
occasions! glimmering hope through tie conven-
tional formulas of the medical bulletins, friends
came and went with words Of comfnrt, which rang
hollowly in the of both speakers and listeners.
Five times in one day the Paris telegraph repeated
the Inquiries dictated bv Imperial anxiety. The
deputies engaged in debate at tho Chambers peti-
TONED the President Tor hourly official accounts of
the state Of their ilustrous colleague. The King
came hurrylng from his country palace to Turin,
and the throng which filled the street in front Of
the Cavour palace converssd in low tones, as if
afraid of disturbing the quiet of the sick-room.
The dying statesman meanwhile calm, and
even cheerful, except in the intervals of dreamy
supOr which came over him. lie probably
clearly the approaching e0d which he had strength
to face without rerining II was nulv when striv-
ing in the meshes OF delirium that frag of the
great familiar thoughts and prof cts of lifetime
| lound utterance 10 broken words whose pathOs was
Irresistible. "No, no." he mutfered rapidly, No
state of siege; nnur, say!' and then, with roncll
emphasis, "Any one can rule by sucn means as
those" And far in the course of his last night on
earth, amnng rambling string " incOherent whis-
pers, came forth, clear and articuate, the words
Creme, Venice! No fear nowp' 1t was half
past on the evening of the 5h when the priest,
bearing the last sacraments, with the usual ac-
| compartments Of nnsal chauniiug and harinC
tapers, made his waT through the dsnsa crowd
in'o the palace. Then, at last, the Turinese
citizens knew that all hope was over, and
eFe-winesses of the scene which followed testify to
the tears which ran hn'lv down the bearded cheeks
ofmany and many man Of the lower classes, who
keew tbe count Only as the savior of Italy. Many
| we're there, too, who wept for him rs the large
hearted, open handed noble gentleman, who never
turned away his ear from the poor mans petition;
for il Cayour was bitterly hated by a few, he was
deeply loved and rovered by the immense majority
uf his cnuntrymen; and if great part Of that love
and reverence necessarily given to him as
grand political leader, the whole of the hatred,
with rs malignant calumnes and jeaousies. was
rooted in the fierce and interruptions political
element as well.
1t sends thrill to every English heart to read,
that amid the Affect nate Iavshad by friend
lY hands upon the dying man, the most brOtherly
and sacred were left to those of cur own country
man, the British Minister at Turin, Sir James IIud-
be whS a @ as be fhTed 3 9T an a hFonge sup
ported him in his arms through the faintness of
the death-sg"nv, and, finally, laid down the un-
conscious head in that rest which clamOrs nor
intrigues OF friends or foes should evermore dis
urb, exclaming, as he struck his cenched hand
on the table, with bitter energy which scorched
up the tears "ihere goes the life of the greatest
tatesman Of Eur0pep'
In the first hours of The night the King. too, uu-
accompanied and uUauDounced, entered rha cham
hn-y - -, l,.1-x H.. r.
serve his presence there. The friends and attend
ants watching by the sckbsd retired and eft them
alone together; the door closed: and of the
solemn leaYg-taking which followed none can give
us the details. What words of passionate gratitude
and loyal promise uttered by the Sovereign
what broken but wise and prophetic counsel by the
statesman, is not hard 20 imagine. Was there any
word of apprehension for the future regret for
| estfan2 emeat in the past, on the one hand-Cr of
warning against rash impulses or the insidious
temporlzng of false friends, the other ?-who
shall say?
When the door was opened, and King Victor,
| stopping over the bed and holding the cold hands
IN his with an attempt at cheerIulness, bade his
friend and minister farewell, promising TO return
and see him early the next morning, CavGur family
smiled, shook his head, and answered in a weak
voice" Thanks, Sire, for the proof Of your
goodness, but shall meet m5re:' and so
lifted the Kings hand to his lips and kissed it. At
which the King with burst of sorrow exclaimed
az ainst the fOreboding, and bending down pressed
bin again and agaia in his arms and left his face
all wet with tears. At four o'clock in the morn
ing, when the King, according tn his promise, re-
tuI ned to the door Of that chamber, Cavour lay
nsensjble in the last hard struggle for life, and
il almost By force that the Sovereign Was pre-
vented from entering.
At seven o'clock on the morning Of the 9th Of
june, DIR. Riberi, one Of the three physicians il
attendance, descended the palace stairs and an
n1unced to the mass OF the people gathered in the
courtyard and before the doors, that ell was over;
that the noble Camille Benzo di Cavour had
hreathed his last few moments before, in the
ia md = Ist- IL
shadow OF despair which fell over the whole city
with that announcement, could not be likened to
nothing but the CONSERVATION felt the arrival of
those dispatches which told Of tie dtal defeat of
Novara in lS49.
TIE great for whom requiems are being
chaunted even yet in every township Of Italy, of
| whom monumental statues are being modelled, and
memorials treasured up far and near, lies buried in
the vault of the ttIe chapel of the family villa of
Santena. The King, eager to bestow the high st
honor in his gift on the Cstrious man to whom he
owes his kingdom, would have h4d him lie at the
| Superga, where none but the members Of the Royal
House of Savoy are buried. The Counts family,
however, rejected the offer, probably bee use 'Coso
Gavour" diskes breaking through its habits even
after death !-London AtheaGum.
The CoNFIDENCs OF THE SOUTHERN TRooPs At
| MANAsSAs.-Tne New Orleans Picaynne Of the 10th
Instant has q letter from Manassas Junction, dated
julr 10th, which saws:
'IAs 10 our own army | hardly need say it is all
that could De desired both in health aud spirits.
Every is ready and eager for the fight 10 be-
gin--the the better. 1t is not probable there
are half dozen men here, besides the c7mmander-
in chief, ii there be one who could make an sccu-
rate estimate of strength, and yet they see
enough to know that the advantage in numbers and
position will not be altogether the rther side.
On the contrary, so perfectly is each column sup
norted in our gradual advance that there is no
room for any body of men in the whole army to
desire more Superadded to this is the confidence
General Beauregard has known how to inuse ito
the whole army in his prudence skill aud genius.
1t viii not be surprising, therefore, that, though
all are prepared for hard fighting in series of en-
gagements which NAV follow when it once begins,
there is universal confidence in final victory"
BETTER EQUIPPED THAN Our Own TROOPS The
Vrginians just beaten out of the Western part OF
that State were found, in spite of all the reports to
the contrary to be better equipped than the united
States soldiers. A correspondent OF CINCINNATI
paper says , ,,,,
t.They had the best of Sibey tents; blankets, one
oF which is worth more than two of ours; abund-
ance of cooking utensils; prnuson OF camp chests,
camp tables, camp stools, and all manner OF camp
eouipage: fine camp cots, far better in design and
manufacture than the best OF ours hundreds of lit
ters for the wounded, where we had not single
one; chests full of lint, bandages and complete col
| lectiops of surgeons stores, while our wounded
the battle field had TO be bandaged with old shirts
picked up along the line Of the retreat All this
muahcent outfit for an army, and The huge old
four-horse Virginia wagons in which they trans
ported it, are gone
A RUSSIAN WlFE-sHow.-This wife-shOw is
the last lingering relic of what was once popular
national custom. Here the sons and daughters Ot
tradesmen were wont to assemble to select their
partners for life. The girls would come decktd
out in all the ornaments the family could raise and