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August 30, 1856
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BOMB A. BOUNCING.
King Bomba, in his note of reply to the notes of Fiance and England,
advising him to discontinue his emulation of Tiberius, which he
declares that he intends to rerseve'e in, and dares France and England
to hinder him if they can ; King Bomba the Cruel quotes Scripture
for his purpose, as Shakspeare tells us that such another as Bomba
can. His merciless Majesty dares to quote the precept which forbids
men to do to others that which they would not have done to them-
selves ; and asks how Lord PaLMErston would like to be interfered
with in his government of this country, which, to render the inhuman
Bourbon's question pertinent, Lord Palmerston should rule by the
instrumentality of police-spies and the bastinado. But Bomba does
not do as he would not be done by. Of course not. Bomba would no
doubt like to be chained to the Pope, and kept; in conjunction with his
Holiness night and day. Bomba—thus rendered an artificial Siamese
twin—would like to be immun d in a damp dungeon, full of filth,
abominable vermin, and more abominable miscreants. Bomba would
like to eat substantial dirt with his bread, and swallow real filth, per-
haps, with his drink. It may be that he will have to eat some quantity
of dirt in a metaphorical way, by-and-by.
King Bomba also accuses the revolutionary Central Committee o-
Italy of having put a price upon his head. He states the sum at
100,000 ducats. That is too much.
State of the Wine Market.
Notwitusianding the ravages of the oidium in Portugal, and the
consequent probability of an extensive failure of the vintage, tne prices
of Port wine rise little, if at all, above the average. The "very slight
alteration in tha state of the market, may be accounted for by the
expectation ot an abundant crop of sloe and elderberries.
Logwood is looking up, and an unusual briskness has been evinced
by catechu.
The Three Great Ebas of Man's Existence.—Cupid! Cupidity!!
Stupidity ! !!—A Strong-minded Woman.
TRENCHERMEN FROM THE TRENCHES.
Everybody believed that the Lions had departed from the Surrey
Gardens, once zoological, now euphonious. The nobis animals were
supposed to have gone never to return. Never again, men thought,
would they wag their mighty tails to the admiration of multitudes,
never with their roarings astonish the weak minds of the little bovs
The feeding hour of the carnivora was imagined to have fled for ever.
Nevertheless, the Surrey Gardens were destined to afford, once more
at least, an exhibition of Lions beyond all comparison the finest Lions
in the world. Some individuals aTe accustomed -to enlarge on the
achievements of Alexander the Great, some to extol the deeds of
Pericles. Others usually expatiate on Conon's exploits; very many
a upland the acts of Lysander, and not a few delight in eulogising the
character of Alcibiades. But of all those heroic . personages,
whose names are historical, these is not one who, in respect of
that gallantry for which they were distinguished above their contem-
poraries, if in any other respect whatever, can bear a moment's compa-
rison with that miracle of physical development and undaunted courage,
the admiration of surround' r>g Europe abroad, aud of the fairest portiou \
of humanity at home—the British Soldier.
Our readers will by this time have divined that the Lions to whom
we allude in the foregoing remarks are those Crimean Lion.*, who, by
their performances in the presence of delighted crowds, on the Roast
Beef of Old England, on Monday last, presented the British Public ;
with so splendid a substitute for the Carnivora that used to dine for its j
daily diversion at the Surrey Zoological Gardens.
Iron Trade Circular.
The Iron Trade has never evinced its metallic character so strongly
as in its neglect of the indigent relatives of Henry Cobt, the man
to whose inventions so much of their opulence is owing. If the chiefs
of the Trade fail to do something for those poor people, they will not
merely prove themselves to be thoroughly iron-hearted, but we shall
understand, in a new sense, what kind of pigs are meant by pigs of
iron.
King Bomba, in his note of reply to the notes of Fiance and England,
advising him to discontinue his emulation of Tiberius, which he
declares that he intends to rerseve'e in, and dares France and England
to hinder him if they can ; King Bomba the Cruel quotes Scripture
for his purpose, as Shakspeare tells us that such another as Bomba
can. His merciless Majesty dares to quote the precept which forbids
men to do to others that which they would not have done to them-
selves ; and asks how Lord PaLMErston would like to be interfered
with in his government of this country, which, to render the inhuman
Bourbon's question pertinent, Lord Palmerston should rule by the
instrumentality of police-spies and the bastinado. But Bomba does
not do as he would not be done by. Of course not. Bomba would no
doubt like to be chained to the Pope, and kept; in conjunction with his
Holiness night and day. Bomba—thus rendered an artificial Siamese
twin—would like to be immun d in a damp dungeon, full of filth,
abominable vermin, and more abominable miscreants. Bomba would
like to eat substantial dirt with his bread, and swallow real filth, per-
haps, with his drink. It may be that he will have to eat some quantity
of dirt in a metaphorical way, by-and-by.
King Bomba also accuses the revolutionary Central Committee o-
Italy of having put a price upon his head. He states the sum at
100,000 ducats. That is too much.
State of the Wine Market.
Notwitusianding the ravages of the oidium in Portugal, and the
consequent probability of an extensive failure of the vintage, tne prices
of Port wine rise little, if at all, above the average. The "very slight
alteration in tha state of the market, may be accounted for by the
expectation ot an abundant crop of sloe and elderberries.
Logwood is looking up, and an unusual briskness has been evinced
by catechu.
The Three Great Ebas of Man's Existence.—Cupid! Cupidity!!
Stupidity ! !!—A Strong-minded Woman.
TRENCHERMEN FROM THE TRENCHES.
Everybody believed that the Lions had departed from the Surrey
Gardens, once zoological, now euphonious. The nobis animals were
supposed to have gone never to return. Never again, men thought,
would they wag their mighty tails to the admiration of multitudes,
never with their roarings astonish the weak minds of the little bovs
The feeding hour of the carnivora was imagined to have fled for ever.
Nevertheless, the Surrey Gardens were destined to afford, once more
at least, an exhibition of Lions beyond all comparison the finest Lions
in the world. Some individuals aTe accustomed -to enlarge on the
achievements of Alexander the Great, some to extol the deeds of
Pericles. Others usually expatiate on Conon's exploits; very many
a upland the acts of Lysander, and not a few delight in eulogising the
character of Alcibiades. But of all those heroic . personages,
whose names are historical, these is not one who, in respect of
that gallantry for which they were distinguished above their contem-
poraries, if in any other respect whatever, can bear a moment's compa-
rison with that miracle of physical development and undaunted courage,
the admiration of surround' r>g Europe abroad, aud of the fairest portiou \
of humanity at home—the British Soldier.
Our readers will by this time have divined that the Lions to whom
we allude in the foregoing remarks are those Crimean Lion.*, who, by
their performances in the presence of delighted crowds, on the Roast
Beef of Old England, on Monday last, presented the British Public ;
with so splendid a substitute for the Carnivora that used to dine for its j
daily diversion at the Surrey Zoological Gardens.
Iron Trade Circular.
The Iron Trade has never evinced its metallic character so strongly
as in its neglect of the indigent relatives of Henry Cobt, the man
to whose inventions so much of their opulence is owing. If the chiefs
of the Trade fail to do something for those poor people, they will not
merely prove themselves to be thoroughly iron-hearted, but we shall
understand, in a new sense, what kind of pigs are meant by pigs of
iron.