The Express. — 1863-01-17 (London, England)

POPE. Perhaps one more natural may be found in the difference between the circumstances in which the words were uttered and those in which they are now remembered. Last summer M. THOUVENEL was Foreign Minister at Paris, M. Di LAveterra was French Ambassador at Rome, and the French Government was representing to the POPE the urgencyof a settlementof the Roman question, and declaring for its own part that it must find its way out of a situation " qui, en se " prolongeant au deli d'un certain terme, fausserait " ss politique et ne servirsit qu' h jeter lee 'sprits " dans un plus grand ddsordre." Times have changed since then, and the Pore is now induced to believe in the permanence of the protection of French bayonets. The despatch of M. Larove D'Auvramee shows that M. Deocyrr DE Le UYB had been misled by those informants who induced him to believe that the British Government wanted to monopolise the honour of doing a service to an old man broken with the storms of State. The British Government has never concealed from the Pors its opinion that since the revival of Italian nationality his position las Temporal Sovereign of Rows has been a false one. The advice to retire with dignity for a time will be differently judged according as men agree with or reject this opinion. At all events, it was friendly advice. The offer was not simply and absolutely • residence at Malta. M. LAToue D'Auvritass writes that it was one " to convey him (the Pore) either to t " France, Spain, oe Malta, where • palace would  IN a certain wax work establishment which shall be nameless a very excellent plan exists for getting rid of characters who begin to weary the public. When a celebrated murderer, a celebrated forger, a celebrated king, or patriot, or general has outlived his popubuity, he is stripped of his finery or his characteristic trappings and placed in a copper over a large furnace. The author of his being presides over his melting with very little artistic remorse, and helps to turn the bubbling fluid into a new mould to form a new hero. Very few general regrets accompany the disappearance of the old character, because every one is heartily tired of it, and disposed to welcome the new with that hope which is one of the greatest charms and weaknesses of human nature.  If this boiling-down process could be applied to two or three notorious characters who are now constantly thrusting themselves before the public, we think it would secure the greatest happiness of the greatest number. We have all had enough of Mr. EDWIN Jxxxs—we have hunted him out of England, and we are not surprised to bear that he is fulfilling his mission in America. The foolish woman who married him has already discovered her mistake, and has obtained a divorce in the Supreme Court of New York on the ground of his adultery. If ahe should return to England, which k not improbable, we hope that she will leave all traces of the hated name behind her. She may come as Mrs. Buggey, Pish, Cat, Faggot, Gallops, or in any of the other absurd names which have justly excited the horror of fastidious title fanciers, but not as the late Mrs. EDWIN JAMEs. Let that title be thrown into the cauldron to be boiled down, as we cannot melt its owner, and let us try to forget that such a blot upon a respectable profession ever existed.  The name of YaLvarroN is also one that we have almost had enough of. In any turn of affairs it can hardly dignify its wearer, and we should be glad to hear that it had disappeared in the melting pot. We are no admirers of the attractive Major who is battled for so vigorously by two women : we are no admirers of Mrs. LONOWORTH YELVERTON'S publication of her gushing correspondence, nor even of Mrs. Forums YZINEKTON'S letterwriting in answer to that correspondence. We shall be very glad to hear that justice has been done where justice is due, but we shall be more glad to hear no more of the name of