General. Prim has been marching, about all the week, nobody
knows where, brit nothing else seems, to have happened in Spain. When last heard of he was at Berlanga, from which place he could either cross into Portugal or strike for Seville. The ill-success of the Generals employed to pursue him has given rise to all manner of stories, among them one of a secret agreement between him and Marshal O'Donnell ; but the most probable ver- sion is that the Government dare not attack him, lest its troops should revolt. There are stories of a mutiny at Alcala, of a plot at Seville, of a rising of squires and peasants in the Sierra Morena,—in fact, the air is electric, but nothing has happened in- telligible to the outside world. The Queen drives abOut in cumbrous state in a carriage drawn by six horses, the students are kept in order by the armed civil guard, the linesmen are still in barracks, Madrid is still in a state of siege, the papers are still
suppressed, and General Prim's wife, a Mexican lady and de- scendant, if we recollect aright, of the native Emperors, has arrived in Paris. The balance of evidence would be against Prim's success if he were rebelling in any country except Spain. Spaniards, however, are always unconquerable after they have been fairly conquered. Tilll then they do everything badly, after it everything heroically.