ALL ROUND THE WORLD.

Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 190, 29 November 1876, Page 3

ALL ROUND THE WORLD.

The London Times has made tap its mind for war, says a French paper, and has sent off a special correspondent direct to the camp of Prince Milan. He is an Irishman, named Austin, with, adds the same authority, a picturesque pen and a contempt for cannon-shot which ought to win h»m one of these days the Victorian Cross.

An Austrian journalist, just arrived at Belgrade, who has spent part of the year in the Herzegovina and on the Adriatic coast as a general telegraphic agent for various Continental journals, declares that the Turkish Cons til-General at Ragnsa, a Bulgarian renegade named Didich Bifendi, employs four journalists, who manufacture fictitious telegrams, wtiich are sent to European cities as official war news. The French papers state that the wealth of Cardinal Antonelli is generally reckoned at from 15 to 20 millions, without speaking of his collection of ancient and valuable objects, which represent at least a million and a half. The Cardinal possesses one of the finest assortments of precious stones whieh exist in Europe; diamonds of all forms and >f the purest water, incomparable emeralds, pearls, and turquoises of unknown sue—a veritable Oriental treasure. Then unique pieces of rock crystal, some fine pictures, the richest laze, and admirable tissues of the best prods.

The JMemeum has brought to ligh* one of the most remarkable of Mr. Israeli's early prophecies :—" Whether the motive of Mr. Disraeli in retiring to the House of Lords were personal or political, there lit ' o room for doubt that he contemplated the movement nearly half a century ago. In a passage of the Young Duke, he boldly announces the intention he has fulfilled before our eyes. Mr. Disraeli, however, is one of those of whom Prince Bismarck is another, whose frankness in declaring their intentions is often so emphatic that people at the time find it difficult to believe in the sincerity of their utterance. So long ago as the year 1829, in the juvenile production alluded to, will be found (Book ▼., chapter 6) what, by the light we have now, must be regarded as a remarkable passage. It does not come from behind the mask of one of the characters in the novel, but from the author in his own person, in criticising the orators of the day, and discussing the difference appropriate to the two Houses of Parliament. The audacity of the phrase—' If I have time,' approaches sublimity :—' One thing is clear, that a man luay speak very well in the House of Commons, and fail very completely in the House of Lords. There are two distinct requisite. I intend, in the course of ray career, if I have time, to give a specimen of both. In the Lower House, Don Juan " may," perhaps, be our model; in the House, " Paradise Lost."' " A gleam of hope arises in the leadencolored cloud known as the Chinese question. A colony of laundrymen is to be shipped from New York to London. Happy John Bull! In a few years a large portion of England's metropolis will be overrun with the astute Mongolian; Hyde Park ar.d St. James' will bristle with signs of " Hong-Ki" and " Ah-Yen," while the sounds of the discordant fiddle and the pre-Adamite banjo will resound in the back slums of Belgravia. Regent-street will be devastated with crackers ev«»ry Chinese New Year, and St. Paul's Cathedral will have long since been converted into a jo3s-house. Some ultra-radical will remove all their disabilities, and a quarter of a century may behold them in Parliament. The Hon. Wang Si may be imagined addressing the hon. member for Lambeth, and saying, " You all same talkee heap lie ; welly bad man ; me likee mally Princess dam heap, you sabbee, all same, plenty mad." Advance my venturous Mongolian, to the ultima thule of thy conquestss, and a cockney wreath shall speedily adorn thy saffron brow ! Home papers received by the 'Frisco mail announce the death of a great grandson of the celebrated Mora Macdonald, who aided the escape of Prince Charles Edward from the Long Island, after the battle of Culloden. Tue deceased gentleman, Mr. Reginald John Somerled Macdonald, held an appointment in the Colonial Office, Downing-street. He was the only son of Captain Allan Reginald Macdonald, of the Indian Army, who died in 1842, when his son, the subject of this notice, was but a little child. Captain Allan Macdonald was the second son of Captain James Macdonald, of Flodigarey, Uist, a family long lo3t to sight, "but not to memory, in the Western Highlands, and more especially in the Isle of Skye. and Flora Macdonald.