The weekly Arizona miner., 1873-08-02
President MacMahon.

France is more quiet now than she has ever been; none of the southern volcanoes-Ly- ons, Marscilcs, Toulouse--has emitted even a single flame. Where are the electors of Barodet7 They work quietly in their atel- iers; they stop at their photographers win dows on their way home and instead of the grim and satiracle face of M. Thiers, they study the enigmatic head of MacMabon, with his small, white moustache, and his placid expression. They know that this placid face can sometimes become terribly stern. The legend of MacMahon (for, in this case, histo- ry has already become legend,) speaks to the imagination of the people. "Ah W said once Thiers to some of his friends, 'if only had red trowsers !'
 MacMahon entered Constantine, on the day of the assault, as a young lieutenant, one of the first.
 He conducted the column of the attack on the Malakof Tower and, once in, he remain ed. Pellissier sent word to him that the bas- tion was said to be mined He answered him thus: ny suis, jy resterai"-"f am here, and will remain here" At Magenta, when the Emperor and his guard were on the point of being surrounded and made prisoners, the guns of MacMahon were heard. He had come without orders, and he turned defeat into victory. We find him again at | Woerth, fighting with one corps against three German corps for whole day, when he retreated to Chalons; and at Sedan, which was the last station of this way of Calvary, he was spared by fate--a shell struck him, and he could take no part in the last actions which preceded the equalization. On his re- turn from captivity, he found Paris in the hands of the Commune. He took it, street
 by street; his army saved the Louvre and its I traapurae stpca ba haa haay, lvpy ons etly at Versailles, organizing his new army,
 and almost every day spending few hours
 at the Assembly.
 How is it that a secret force has suddenly
 brought ali the Conservative forces to act in
 his favor2 What does he represent 2 Who
 is he What does he mean2 In times of
 great civic. truobles, orators, politicians,
 statesmen are worn out; and it always hap
 pens that there rises at the end some enig-
 matic man, who never spoke when every body
 spoke, who never made any promises. Mac.
 Mahon is that man; his strength lies in this
 he is not understood, he has not been fath- omed. Some will tell you that, born of a race of princes who once wore a crown in Ireland, he has an unlimited ambition; that he considers the old dynastes of France as worn out, and that he believes that monarch ? ial France needs new dynasty; some, that he shares the Legitimist feeling of his wife who is Castries, and that be will never be satisfied so long as Henry V. is on the throne | Others will tell you that he has never for 3 gotten the personal kindness of Napoleon III. | who made him Duke of Magenta, and that l the divisions of the Bourbons and the Or B leanists fill him with disgust; that he means | to be some day the protector of Napoleon !. w.; that he hates, above all, the men who r made a revolution in Paris when the Prus
 sians were on the French soil. But whC knows really MacMahon never kissed tn, , Blarneystone he keeps his own counsel = and has no advisers nor confidant.-[ Nation a Nna of Rr;rharn- Yonnn,x .r;ros xaoantl.