Mr. Gladstone left Hawarden for the Continent on Monday, and
was received with great enthusiasm at various places on his route; but at Dover, on Tuesday, he was hooted and snow- balled by an unmannerly crowd as he left the station for the Town Hall, where he was to deliver an address. One snowball struck him on the shoulder; and even after he had got into the Town Hall, his antagonists outside set a band playing " Oh, dear! what can the matter be P" by way of rejoinder to the laudatory "For he's a jolly good fellow," which was being shouted inside. We wonder that those who make these rode and vulgar demonstrations against a statesman of Mr. Glad- stone's age and services, do not see that they are doing their own
cause ten times as much harm as they do his. It is not easy to attach any weight at all to the political opinions of people who will take such means as these of vilifying their opponents.
