The Indian news is scarcely less imposing. The paths which
our betrayed warriors lately trod in bloody rout have now been
retraced in triumph. The native tribes, who perhaps fancied that because they had massacred a few thousands of British they had been a match for Britain, put forth all their strength to maintain their imaglipary superiority. They assembled in numbers ; manned their familiar heights; disputed the ground, where they had the stranger at a disadvantage, post by post and latterly inch by inch ; and in a restless, evasive, yet bold and daring host of irregulars, presented the most formidable obstacle to the march of a regular army. In General POLLOCK they appear to have encountered as apt an enemy as they could have found : their scattered force, which made a stand and a fight on every hill-top, was assailed by a war of detach- ments, skilfully combined ; and the march from Gundamuck to Cabul was one skirmish, in which the British drove the barbarians before them as the Highlanders of Breadalbane lately drove before them the herds of deer, over hill and dale, to the last scene of deadly sport. The Tezeen valley, erewhile the place of Britons' captivity, was the place of the decisive contest ; which was obstinate, and waged hand to hand ; but the rude spear failed before the disci- plined bayonet, and the mountaineers were routed. The storm of resistance, so long faced, had now spent its fury, and the march into Cabul was a gay show. Ghuznee, the lesser Cabul in British disaster, was approached by General Norr in a similar manner from Candahar ; and the place which had before fallen to British valour, but had mastered the con- querors by the force of hardship and treachery, was now crushed when Britain a second time put forth her strength : the fortress was razed to the ground. The prisoners, all but one, had been recovered. Some hundreds of Sepoys at Ghuznee were released from slavery. The fewer but more illustrious prisoners of Cabul were found, some of them in the city, and the others were sent to it. General POLLOCK had despatched General SALE to meet the returned captives, among whom was his own wife : Sir ROBERT SALE, the hero of Jellalabad, rode out as a conqueror and returned as the guardian of FLORENTINE SAL, the heroine of Cabul, who sent word to him not to surrender, when his doing so was demanded as the price of her own release. ELDRED POTTINGER just emerged from captivity in the mountain- fastnesses as his uncle was acknowledged victor of the Celestial Empire. In the meeting of friends, how many who were not there would be remembered 1—ill-judging and hapless M'Neawrszi ; BURNES, who fell by the policy he condemned but obeyed ; the unfortunate ELPHINSTONE ; the invincible STURT, whose bed of mortal sickness was out in the works, the last gleam of life being spent in labouring to retrieve fortunes which must come too late for the dying man! The deeds of that distant region, in adversity and triumph, are like the romance of elder times.
Cabul has been reoccupied. What was next to be done does not appear. The supposition has all along been that the army would retreat in October. There is a letter which, if authentic, appears to be written by no other than General Pom.oca : it dis- misses the idea of destroying Cabul, as self-destructive to the army, and closes by announcing a retreat in October. The pri- soners have been rescued ; the ignorant and daring mountain- tribes have been made to feel the power, the determination, and the perseverance of England to the point of resistless triumph ; and the avowed objects of this last demonstration have thus been rea- lized: but whether there is to be any preparatory measure or not before the relinquishment of the country, unjustly invaded and un-
profitably held—any treaty, any act to settle the succession, any dismemberment in favour of our faithful and eulogized Sikh allies— does not appear. Whatever the course chosen, however, unques- tionably the events in the East promise, to use Lord ELLEN- BOROUGH'S words, "the restoration of peace to Asia."
