No more impressive or inspiring eight has been witnessed within
the memory of the present generation than the march of the Naval Brigade through London on Monday. The bluejackets from Ladysmith, headed by Captain Lambton of the Powerful,' together with a detachment of the Marines who fought so splendidly at Graspan, marched rid Victoria Street to the Horse Guards, where they paraded, and after being addressed by Mr. Goschen and the Prince of Wales, were entertained at luncheon at the Admiralty. Thence, at 3.30 the Brigade—hauling two Maxims and a 12-pounder used in the siege—marched amid a continuous roar of cheers through the densest crowd ever seen on the Embankment into the City, took tea at Lloyd's, the members acting as waiters, and were each presented with a silver tobacco-box as a memento of the occasion. The splendid appearance of the men, the enthusiasm of the crowd, and the perfect weather combined to render the occasion in every way memorable and exhilarating. Perhaps the most wonderful thing about the procession was the skill shown by the mounted police and the good temper of their horses in clearing a passage for the sailors and marines.