Twice hath Queen Victoria been kissed by a French Monarch - namely, by Louis PHILLIPPE, and now by Napoleon the Third. The latter is the more surprising event; for Louis PHILLIPPEE was at once in a humbler position, and, to say it plainly, was more of an old humbug; so that the freedom might pass off with the less wonderment.

He was the father of a family, some of whom were older than the young Queen, and he touched her cheek with his lips, professedly in a spirit of paternity, as Jove kissed his favorite daughter the fair Queen. “O-cula libavit matee.”

The Emperor is not exactly a family man; he has not yet escaped the adventurous age; and his rise has been at once more rapid, more recent, and more extreme. How wild would it have been some few years ago, if he had said to some of his companions, perhaps in the neighbourhood of Kensington, that “on the 18th of August, in the year of grace, 1855, I will take Queen Victoria in my brotherly embrace and will kiss her upon both cheeks.”

Yet vaunts as wild have been uttered, and have been fulfilled - as witness these presents.

_The Spectator

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An extraordinary instance of ferocity has occurred at Chatham. A little child happened to be passing, when the animal without having received the least provocation, suddenly reared up and made a spring at the infant, who put out it’s hands to protect itself. The donkey on this, seized the right hand of the child in it’s mouth, and actually tore off the forefinger and a portion of the side of the hand, which it masticated and swallowed.

- Kentish Gazette.