country. Sebastopol has succumbed to the valour of
the allies, and right has thus far triumphed over wrong.
It cannot be expected that great struggles can be carried
on without great loss on both sides. We have sustained
great losses, but it is a consolation to those who have
lost relatives and friends in this contest, in support
of liberty against depotism, that their names will be
enrolled in the annals of fame, and will be associated with
the imperishable glories of their country. But great as
our losses are, lamentable as all feel them to be, we
know that the losses of the enemy are infinitely greater;
and though the war has been undoubtedly attended
with losses and privations on our part, if we give credit
to the information derived from various sources, we
have the satisfaction of knowing that those losses and
those privations are surpassed in magnitude by those
against whom we are patriotically contending. And
now one word with regard to the future. Final success
must attend our arms. Our security for that arises in
the undaunted valour of our troops and those of our
allies. We have a security also in the good faith of the
Emperor of the French, who is with us heart and soul
in this contest. We have an additional security in the
alliance of the kingdom of Sardinia, which is not so great,
territorially, as either France or England, yet history
reminds us that small states have played an important
stake in the world, and have exercised no inconsiderable
influence on its destinies. We remember the important
part played by Holland, by Venice, by Genoa—smaller
states, territorially, than the kingdom of Sardinia; and
therefore, not despising the lessons of history, but, on
the other hand, taking courage from the fact of this
Sardinian alliance, we say that, while the compact is
highly honourable to Sardinia, it is of this additional
importance, that it has formed itself into a league against
tyranny. Well, then, with this prospect before us—
with the valour of our troops in unison with the troops
of the Emperor of France—nations that have laid
aside ancient antagonisms, and who are now actuated
by no other feelings but an honourable rivalry, as
brothers in arms fighting for a common cause, bound
together by the indissoluble ties of friendship, and
acting in the truest spirit of good faith—and above and
before all, relying upon the justice of our cause, it is
impossible to believe that the war can be brought to
any other conclusion than that which will secure to
Europe safety against the future aggressions of Russia,
—a peace that shall not only be honourable and
satisfactory to the Allies, but which shall redound to the
honour and the interests of the country, and justify
the great sacrifices by which such a peace shall have
been attained."

NARRATIVE OF LAW AND CRIME.

A CASE of Domestic Disagreement, which excited
considerable interest, was brought before the sitting
magistrate at the Mansion-House on the 1st inst. Mr. May,
the Dutch consul, attended, accompanied by a father and
two daughters, natives of Amsterdam. He had, he said,
received a telegraphic despatch from the official authorities
at Amsterdam, stating that the daughter of a tradesman
there had decamped to this country, and requesting
him, as consul, to act in loco parentis, and to endeavour
to induce the fugitive to return to her natural protector.
He had made inquiries about her, and she had attended
at his office, and her father having arrived in the next
boat from Amsterdam to prosecute his claim to her
services, the most judicious course appeared to be to
submit the matter to the magistrate in the presence of
all interested. The young lady, it was necessary to
state, seemed to be willing upon the remonstrance made
to her to return with her father; but her younger sister,
who was married to a tradesman in London, upon
presenting herself, made a complete revolution in the state
of circumstances, and the two sisters clung to each
other with an earnestness of affection indicating that
separation would be intolerable to either. In answer to
questions by Sir R. W. Carden, the married sister, who,
although only 18 years of age, had been married at the
age of 15, said her elder sister had just attained the age
of 21; and, considering that she then became her own
mistress, determined to leave her father, under whose
tyrannical authority it was no longer possible for her to
live. The father said his elder daughter was, he feared,
weak in intellect, and required most particularly the
guidance of a parent; and, as he was her only parent,
he was anxious to perform that duty. The elder girl,
with a very intelligent look, shook her head at the
imputation of weakness; and the younger indignantly
denied that her sister was committing an act of imbecility
in going to those from whom she would be sure of
receiving nothing but love and tenderness, from one by
whom she was considered and treated as a slave. Sir
R. W. Carden: Is this young lady entitled to any money,
or is there any gentleman concerned in this case? The
Younger Sister: No. We don't want money. I know
nothing of any gentleman. My sister's wish is to come
and live with me and my husband, and she must not go
back. I know how she has been treated, and she shall
not suffer any more. Sir R. W. Carden, after having
asked several questions of all parties, said: I acknowledge
I have heard and seen quite enough to lead me to
recommend the father to reconcile himself to the choice
which his elder daughter, at the full age of 21, so
decidedly makes. It appears to me that she is not likely
to be unhappy or unprotected by the change. The
sisters left the justice-room in ecstasy, the younger
pushing the other before her, as it were, to prevent the
father from putting a finger on her prize.

At the Thames Police Court on the 1st inst., John
Jacobs, a well known Jew thief, was charged with
Burglary and Robbery. The charge was proved; and
it was further stated by constables that the prisoner had
been several times within the last twenty years convicted
before Mr. Serjeant Adams for robberies and burglaries.
Mr. Ingham intimated his intention of committing the
accused for trial, on which the prisoner exclaimed,
Oh, Sir, send me to the Central Criminal Court, where
I shall have a fair trial. Mr. Ingham: No, I shall send
you for trial at the Clerkenwell Sessions. Prisoner: I
would rather not go before Serjeant Adams. Mr.
Ingham: I had rather you should, as he knows you so
well. Prisoner: Before old Adams? Why, old Serjeant
Adams convicts everybody. The officers get behind his
chair and whisper to him, and earwig him. (Laughter.)
Why, old Adams would convict his own mother.
(Renewed laughter.) Mr. Ingham: Notwithstanding your
objection to Mr. Serjeant Adams, I shall send you before
him once more. Prisoner: The devil you will; then I
shall plead guilty at once. (Laughter.) The prisoner
was committed for trial.

William Cooper, a plate-layer on the Midland Railway,
has been committed by the Chesterfield magistrates
for a diabolical attempt to Upset a Train. He was
seen meddling with a rail near the town; when two
other servants of the Company came up they found
that he had taken out several "keys" which fasten the
rails to the sleepers: a mailtrain came up at the
moment; but fortunately, though going fast, it went
safely along the loosened rails. Cooper said he "wanted
to knock a joint out": after the train had passed, he
added—"I have done nothing; I only wish I had; but
it has to be done." The villain's motive was this,—he
had a quarrel with the "ganger"; if an "accident"
occurred from a rail's being loose, blame would fall on
the ganger; and so the lives of many persons were to
be imperilled to obtain revenge on the superior officer.
Cooper pleaded intoxication; but he was not believed.

On the 1st inst., a Mr. Grinburn, a linen-draper in
Spitalfields, appeared at the Worship-street Police
Court to answer to complaint of Julia Isaacson, a
Poor Seamstress whom he had Grossly Maltreated. The
woman had been occasionally employed by him, and
when she ceased to work for him he was indebted to her
in the sum of fifteen pence. For two months she
continued to make applications to him for payment of this
paltry sum, but in vain. On applying for the last
time, she was once more told to "call again." To her
remonstrances that she had worked hard for the money,
and was much in need of it, Grinburn replied by seizing
hold of her, and violently tried to eject her from his
shop. One of his workmen—Abraham Lazarus—
endeavoured to stifle her cries by placing his hand upon
her mouth. They continued thus to maltreat her,