Bridport, Beaminster, and Lyme Regis Telegram and Dorset, Somerset, and Devon Advertiser. — 1878-06-14 (Bridport, Dorset, England)

THE TELEGRAM,  FRIDAY. JUNK 14, 1878..  ebb anb Cabs.  The Duke of Cambridge has gone to Malta, I read, to review our Indian troops. For a similar purpose a body of them are to be brought over to be inspected by the Queen. I should like to see the compliment relprued, and reviewers reviewed.  It is said Lord Beacmusfield goes to Berlin, to counteract the pacific intentions of Lord Salisbury, at the express wish of his Imperial mistress, who has an intense dislike for the Empre‘s of Russia. The Marquis this time leaves his wife, parrot, and monkey at home. He declihes again to constitute himself an illustration of "the man loaded with mischief,"  'Lihu Harris! There are not many in this county, I fancy, who do not know the name; but, perhaps, they may not be aware that for the future it must be no longer " 'Lihu," but "Major," for I learn His Imperial Majesty the Sultan has been pleased to confer the handsome decoration and Order of toe Medj of the fourth class by Imperial Firman e.) letters patent on Major E. Harris, of the Imperial Ottoman Gendarmerie, tor special services rendered during the late war." _  Well. I congratulate 'Lihu. He always had plenty of pluck, never better evidenced than when 1 once saw him at Bruton Cattle Bhow take a wretched old weed over a stone wall, 61t. 41n., like a bird, in a futile endeavour to show the judges the blue-ribbon had been misappropriated.  Giles Hutchings, one of the murderers of P.C. Cox, of Yeovil, and who recently escaped from Chatham, .is still at large. Our Dorchester contingent of the county police who ran these varmints to earth we trust will earn fresh laurels by re-claiming Giles. [A correspondent of mine writes to know if old Hutchings who "only got out o' the cart to gie the hoes a bit o' hay" whilst Cox was being beat to death, is a visitor at the Lord Chief anstice's, where it is said over an evening pipe he "fights his battle o'er again." I can't say, but one thing is certain—Mr. Hutchings, sen., has beim presented at Court.] The London Figaro, a day or two ago, asked its readers if they had ever seen a Rope-w Eek. I have, and what is more I have seen a tight-rope.  An incumbent at Whitehaven last week refused to officiate at a funeral over a dissenter. Of course it was not incumbent upon him to do it, but still I fancy "the narrow path" hss not been lengthened in consequence.  At Balmoral I learn the police authorities have been scared by the presence of certain strangers whose looks are "foreign," and whose tendencies are fancied to be Socialistic, and consequently special precautions have been taken for the safety of Her Majesty. What wretched nonsense! Who would hurt a g od-tempered quiet old lady of 60 who never harms anyone?  The Queen sympathise s with the widows and orphans of tae 250 men killed in the Haydock explosion. So do L But as I am not rolling in money I am afraid my sympathy—like that of Hoyaity—must be conffned to pea and ink.  Politically there is little to be told. We are all waiting to see what Vivian Grey will do at Berlin. The diplomatic trick,ters know very little about this man save what can be gathered through the Tauchnitz Edition of his novels. He is not one of them, and his love locks, his lilac gloves, and his dainty walking cane will interest, perhaps amuse them. What a brilliant success has his been I A poor man um onnected with the English race and with none of that robustness which characterises all Englishmen and most English statesmen, he has had nothing to rely upon but his own genius, which has not always run in the straightest groove, unless it led to his own prosperity. He was the Radical of Bucks, the Tory of Maidstone, the Socialist of "Sybil," the Legitimist of " Lethair ;" in six months he was converted from a Protectionist to a Free Trader; he denounced the extension of the franchise and yet established household suffrage ;—and so on, a career of contradictions. He now stands in higher favour with his sovereign then any other man in the empire, and not even Prince Rismark, though backed by hordes of soldiery, will enter Congress with more weight and influence than the Prime Minister of England. If he saves England from war and wins a diplomatic victory over Russia, I should not be surprised if the Qcseen makes him a duke. Such a reward is already much talked about.