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April 13th, 1864 AD (search for this): article 8
A Yankee description of Garibaldian London.[London Correspondence of the N. Y. Tribune.] London April 13, 1864. Garibaldiana come first of course. You will have already learned some things about him; how France quaked as he passed; how the English heart was thrilled when he touched the shore at Southampton; how The Times, one face toward Napoleon and Francis Joseph and the other toward the People, cried, "Order gentlemen, order! Remember that it must all be for Garibaldi in the abstract — not a word about Garibaldi in the concrete, you know! You know, too, for the papers will tell you all the pretty things, how he interchanged visits with Tennyson, and planted the tree (Wellingtonia gigamea) at the Laureate's "castle." Faringford. But about that part of his visit I will tell you what you will get from no London paper; and that is, that the first man he was closeted with on his arrival was Joseph Mazziai, and the next were P. A. Taylor, M. P. (sometime President of Garibal
Westminster bridge (United Kingdom) (search for this): article 8
were swarming more than usual. The omnibus and cab drivers had the Italian colors — red, white and green, on their breasts — and the low Irish were at their doors angry and excited — cursing all who wore the colors, and abusing the "church robber." Already at 11½ the best seats around Charring Cross were occupied — the balconies of houses covered with people — although it was certain that the hero could not pass that way for six or seven hours. Reaching slowly, by reason of the crowd, Westminster Bridge, I embarked on the little steamer that took me up to Nine Elms Station. Around this the crowd was already vast. Entering the station and reaching my place near the platform where Garibaldi was to be received, I found an immense crowd waiting there, each of whom had paid a guinea for his or her ticket. At last the agitation of the multitude announced that the train had arrived. People pressed forward. On the great glass roof of the building people climbed up (outside) and shatt
en he did, the scene beggars description. The people climbed up one upon the other to catch a glimpse of him, and as he passed through it was as if a great living see piled up its waves in walls on each side of his chariot. Meanwhile there rose the joyful shouts of leaping hearts — uttered in every language of the earth — that, as they floated up to old St Martin's steeple, seemed to move the tongues of its chimes which now broke forth with carols and peals happy enough to have inspired Mr. Dickens to write a second story about them, or to call back another Whittington to work from his shop to be Lord Mayor of London, or, better, to be a devoted champion of Justice and Liberty. Let me now say a few words about Garibaldi personally. Though he was born at Nice, there is no doubt that the largest vein of blood in him is Teutonic. It must be borns in mind that, by a fine coincidence, the word Garibald I means "Bold in War." The first etymon Gar is the old Saxon for War, and indee
English Dukes (search for this): article 8
you all my gratitude" In reply to the working men, he said: "I like to see workingmen particularly. I am very grateful, and will forget not in all my life this, welcome of the class I have the honor to belong to I like them to call me the brother of the working man of every part of the world. " There was something curious at once and sublime in seeing this brother of the workingmen, who had labored in England and in New York, enter into the magnificent coach of one of the wealthiest of English Dukes a few moments after avowing his relation to nearly the lowliest class of English society. When I left with the crowd I got away by a blind passage to the river, and went back to Westminster. It was a glorious day and a glorious sight that now greeted my eyes. The magnificent Westminster Hall, which borders on the river, lifted up its superb towers; but now every tower and turret was alive with human beings. The bridge itself, the finest, doubtless, in the world, was lined with hu
gland to feast on boar's head and champagne, nor to go to the opera at Covent Garden, but to consult with certain representatives of the European Democracy of every European country, who, by a notable coincidence, happen here at this time. But I must go on at once to tell you something about his reception in London, to which, however, a hundred correspondents, if you had them here, could scarcely do justice. I have witnessed the outpourings and tumults of Derby Day, of Boxing Nights of Easter; but all of them put together would make a small segment of what I witnessed on Monday last. I started early in the morning, having read The Times's appeal for a quiet and respectable reception, such as England usually accords to distinguished visitors, and got on the top of an omnibus about seven miles off from the Nine Elms Station, where he was to be received. Even at that distance the streets were swarming more than usual. The omnibus and cab drivers had the Italian colors — red, whit
s. And to cap the climax, when that address was through, an Italian woman, whose head was as near Garibaldi's feet as ever saint's was to the Pope's toe, burst out with uncontainable fervor and pathos into a noble address. Ordinarily the police would have pounced upon any woman speaking on such an occasion, but Garibaldi bent his eye downward and listened with such feeling to his countrywoman's words that none dared interfere with or interrupt her. The few words given with very broken English, but in a fine sonorous voice which he uttered, were as follows: In reply to the representatives of the city, he said: "I am very happy to be enabled to-day to have to give my thanks to this noble nation for its generous sympathy for the cause of my country, and the cause of all mankind. Long ago I wished well for this day to come, and I am very happy to-day to express to you all my gratitude" In reply to the working men, he said: "I like to see workingmen particularly. I am very grateful
ough he was born at Nice, there is no doubt that the largest vein of blood in him is Teutonic. It must be borns in mind that, by a fine coincidence, the word Garibald I means "Bold in War." The first etymon Gar is the old Saxon for War, and indeed the English word War as well as the French guerre are descended from it. The word literally means Spear. German itself means Spearman Said means bold. The name is now preserved in Germany in the corrupted form of Gerbel. There was a Savarian Duke Garibald in the sixth century. Thence the name easily got with the Teutonic blood into Lombardy. Gen. Garibaldi's light hair, whiskers, complexion, and blue eye, all are striking commentaries on this. He is evidently Teutonic. He is a most noble person, with a fascinating presence; the lion and the lamb strangely alternating in his expression of face, voice and manner. During all the reception there was a look and manner about him which must have dissipated the hopes of any tootle or quietis
Garibaldi (search for this): article 8
en, order! Remember that it must all be for Garibaldi in the abstract — not a word about GaribaldiGaribaldi in the concrete, you know! You know, too, for the papers will tell you all the pretty things, howance, Austria, and Italy,) knew before, that Garibaldi did not come to England to feast on boar's hnd reaching my place near the platform where Garibaldi was to be received, I found an immense crowdchild with a beautiful bouquet in its hand. Garibaldi took the child in his arms, kissed it, pattegh, an Italian woman, whose head was as near Garibaldi's feet as ever saint's was to the Pope's toe any woman speaking on such an occasion, but Garibaldi bent his eye downward and listened with suched and were swearing what they would do with Garibaldi. How long the procession was, and how sberty. Let me now say a few words about Garibaldi personally. Though he was born at Nice, theot with the Teutonic blood into Lombardy. Gen. Garibaldi's light hair, whiskers, complexion, and bl
Francis Joseph (search for this): article 8
A Yankee description of Garibaldian London.[London Correspondence of the N. Y. Tribune.] London April 13, 1864. Garibaldiana come first of course. You will have already learned some things about him; how France quaked as he passed; how the English heart was thrilled when he touched the shore at Southampton; how The Times, one face toward Napoleon and Francis Joseph and the other toward the People, cried, "Order gentlemen, order! Remember that it must all be for Garibaldi in the abstract — not a word about Garibaldi in the concrete, you know! You know, too, for the papers will tell you all the pretty things, how he interchanged visits with Tennyson, and planted the tree (Wellingtonia gigamea) at the Laureate's "castle." Faringford. But about that part of his visit I will tell you what you will get from no London paper; and that is, that the first man he was closeted with on his arrival was Joseph Mazziai, and the next were P. A. Taylor, M. P. (sometime President of Garibal
Garibaldian London (search for this): article 8
A Yankee description of Garibaldian London.[London Correspondence of the N. Y. Tribune.] London April 13, 1864. Garibaldiana come first of course. You will have already learned some things about him; how France quaked as he passed; how the English heart was thrilled when he touched the shore at Southampton; how The Times, one face toward Napoleon and Francis Joseph and the other toward the People, cried, "Order gentlemen, order! Remember that it must all be for Garibaldi in the abstract — not a word about Garibaldi in the concrete, you know! You know, too, for the papers will tell you all the pretty things, how he interchanged visits with Tennyson, and planted the tree (Wellingtonia gigamea) at the Laureate's "castle." Faringford. But about that part of his visit I will tell you what you will get from no London paper; and that is, that the first man he was closeted with on his arrival was Joseph Mazziai, and the next were P. A. Taylor, M. P. (sometime President of Garibal
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