A Cardinal has died doing his duty, which, to judge
by the chorus of applause in the Ultramontane Press, is an unusual thing for a Cardinal. Cardinal Alfieri, prince by birth as well as eccle- siastical rank, was Bishop of Albano, and hearing that the town was struck with cholera, he returned to it from Rome, severely rebuked the frightened people, and for three days went from hornet° Mem barefoot, comforting and assisting the sick, administering the sacra- ments, doing all that prince and priest could do to relieve the calamity. He was ably seconded by the Zouaves, who, like the Italian troops in Sicily, turned sextons, nurses, and carriers to the sick. At last the Cardinal himself was struck—probably because he went barefoot, perhaps the most fatal imprudence he could commit—and died, able to say, after Carlo Alberto, "At least I have not died as Cardinals die." It is to be noted, to the great credit of the Catholic priesthood, that while the physicians fly and the shopkeepers go mad with terror, they remain at their posts as . faithfully as the soldiery. If they would administer morphia instead of extreme unction they would be more useful, but at least they face death for what they consider their duty. Except the priests, the soldiers, And the aristocrats, the Italians behave under their visitation shamefully. In one place, Co/Om, they tore an old woman to pieces, and burnt the qUivering bits, bedattse Ube, forsooth ! had brought the cliolerh;—s/uperstition of Which the lowest Ilindoos would be ashamed.
