The rapid succession of victories obtained, and conquests achieved, by the British arms, within the last twelve months, is beyond all precedent. Although the prodigal waste of human life, in Calabria, may be regarded with indifference by the man who usurps the Bourbon throne, who affects to call the people of France his subjects, our naval victories must “tent him to the quick.” Amidst the anxiety of Buonaparté for “ships, colonies, and commerce,” he has had the severe mortification of witnessing the annihilation of a great part of his marine force; of seeing his feeble relics of commerce almost entirely swept from the seas; and of beholding the Cape of Good Hope, and Buenos Ayres, two of the most valuable settlements in the world, wrested from the hands of his vassal allies. His maritime boastings must be confined to the predatory expedition of Guillaumez, an expedition unworthy of that officer's force, and to the “lucky escape” of his hopeful brother, Prince Jerome, “par accident”, from falling into the hands of the English. The name of Nelson, of Collingwood, of Strachan, of Duckworth, and of Popham, must be more galling to the ear of Buonaparté, than that of Mortimer was to King Henry.