Sweeping the political telescope over the horizon abroad, we find
nothing very striking for description ; although there is move- ment in all quarters—a storm either subsiding or brewing. France and Morocco lie upon their arms, reposing, but not reconciled. Spain is reconciled to her African ally ; but is now busied with some revolutionary murmurs at home. Italy trembles at the stifled sound of resurrection. In Egypt, MEHEMET Ara has used the panic caused by his mad escapade, to make his Ministers con- fess some delinquency in their rule, and in penance to mulct them- selves for the benefit of his treasury. British India has no war upon her bands, but only a mutiny, and the distant sounds of bar- barian contest in her slumbering ear. China is threatened with more intrusive negotiations, American and French : like boys who have seen one of their number rob an orchard, the American and Frenchman will noisily step in too, even at the risk of spoiling the sport for all. Fiscal differences have set the Governor and people of Eastern Australia by the ears. All this is matter that little concerns us in England at present ; but it promises to make inci- dents for the journals some day.
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