The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-06-15

got astern of her, how she came along west |
ward of the northwest hghtship how she
slowed at once, how the gangway was lowered.
how the Consul visited the Minister, and
how mysterious conversation took place,
during which time the thirty-one enormous
trunks of MIR. Motley loomed up like
portent.
Arrived at the dock, the Minister was met
by ''His Worship the Mayor, Mr.. Doves, the
town clerk, and Major Greig, the head con
stable This was polite and proper, albeit
old-fashioned, and in Dogberrys order of pre-
cedence. The Mayor had his gilt coach in
waiting, along with great force of police
men, a little asif Mr.. Motley were the advanced
guard of the expected invasion. There were
no hostilities, however. The Mayor offered
Mr.. Motley his gilt COACH and we dare say
would have thrown in the town clerk if wanted;
but our modest Minister, says the reporter,
reflected that he had not yet been presented
to the Queen, and doubted whether the gilt
coach was not in the circumstances, too grand
for him. At any rate, he prefeTed-sensible
man-to drive up to the Adelphi with Mr.
Dudley, our Consul, who also had his carriage
waiting for the Minister, and had, moreover,
himself gone down in a tug to get him safely
off the tagging steamer.
They flew at him with addresses instantly
Two Chambers of Commerce struggled with
each other for the first shy at the new Minis
ter. What they had said, or meant to say, to
him who has now departed would be equally
good for him who has just reached the shore
MIR. Motley proved good-natured, and agreed
to take the two other at 10 on Monday morn
ing. How much we all love each other-as if
we had not been on the brink of war lately
how we speak the same language, and other
ingenious sentences including the now fami-
liar impertinence of lecturing foreign minis
ter on the domestic legislation of his own
country-these protestations we had as we
have had before. They have been served up
so often that they had perhaps a little of the
flavor of recbdute, or of hashed mutton; but
then one must not be particular when town
notoriously so friendly to us condescends to
| be civil to our Minister. Mr.. Motley replied
| with general assurances of good will, adding a
| hint that what the Chamber of Commerce had
to say about free trade they might as we'll ad-
dress to the Congress at Washington. Then,
| spurred by telegram from Lord Clarendon,
he said good-by to the Fostering delegations
| and went up to London, where he has doubt
| less been beset by every sort of inhiction
which such a functionary can be called on to
endure.
We suppose that, after this chapter of
microscopic history, the English journals will
| do us the favor of suspending criticism on
their American cotempOraries for, perhaps, a
day. On the whole, however, we cannot feel
| ulSpleaSeu. lnlS JENKINS, IN MS mack way,
has touched an international chord which
vibrates through the whole length of the
cable, and on both sides Cof the water. Not
withstanding the rejected honors the repu-
dated dinners, given through Mr.. Johnson to
the devouring American principle, the good
natured public Of England are intent
upon showing us that whatever indig-
nation they may have nursed against
us, they know their ceremonial duty
to an ambassador. If there is anything else
they desire further, it is to make manifest
what every diplomatist will aver from this
day till doomsday, that it is good for nations
to be friendly and bad for them to go to war.
Yet we see no vestige of a want of respecta-
bility in the British attitude of welcome. The
response of Mr.. Motley is not less frank and
friendly than it should be- and promises for
us a lease of that moral craftsmanship which
we so much need in Europe, and which is as
good for us in question of money as in a
question of principle. Now that trumpets
have been blown strenuously on both sides,
the diplomatists may, we trust, quietly sit
down to the consideration of the modest prin-
ciple that two and two make four.