Alexandria Advertiser And Commercial Intelligencer

LONDON, Sept. 10.

Extract of a letter dated Corfu, July 22.

Every thing here is in a state of absolute anarchy. The inhabitants here are enraged against the nobles, by whom they find they were deceived when they engaged them to take up arms against the French. We cannot venture out of the town for fear of being assassinated, and our properties are at the mercy of the peasants; but what completes our misfortunes is, that the Russians, who are in possession of the forts, and who keep the Turks in awe, have received orders to pass into the Black Sea; so that we shall remain exposed to the vengeance of the Turks for the massacre which was committed on them in the riot on the 27th of May. Our goods cannot leave our ports, because they fall into the power of the French cruizers in the Adriatic. As to the other islands of our republic, that of Cerigo has already declared itself independent. Zante has hoisted the English flag. Zante Nuara, menaced with invasion by Ali Pacha of Scio-na, who already collects its forces on its confines, is about to become a theatre of horror. Cephalonia, divided between two factions, which are destroying each other, is given up to all the evils of a civil war. Massacre, rape, burning and plunder, all this is the order of the day. The women are not secure, nor even the children; they tear off their ears for the gold ornaments which hang to them. So many cruelties have determined a number of the inhabitants to take refuge here, in the persuasion that our ramparts would secure them. I wish it with all my heart; but I dread that our senate, paralyzed as it is, without means, without public confidence, cannot succeed in preserving us from the evils with which we are threatened. Such is the state of its distress, that in order to procure itself a party in the town, it has proposed to seventy families to admit them to nobility. Thirty-six only have consented to receive it. Almost all our merchants have retired to Trieste or Venice, whither they will be followed by those that remain. Our commerce is annihilated. I can give you no further details concerning Cerigo and Zante, their communications with us being intercepted. There remains to us no other hope than the return of the French, whom we know to be at Otranto, and to whom we hold forth our hands in supplication.

P. S. The little island of La Paix which was covered with gardens, olive trees and houses, is now quite a desert.