The Sun.
London, England, 1855-07-17 00:00:00

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LONDON, TUESDAY, JULY 17, 1855.

The scapegoat has been accepted—the victim
offered up—the sacrifice completed in every par-
ticular. The undetectel members of the Cabinet
revel in conscious security, in the undoubting an-

ticipation that, the present session being tided
over, the shoals and quicksands escaped, they
have six months of uninterrupted power, during
which they can do just as they like, undisturbed
by parliamentary control or remonstrance. It is
true that they are still to be once more arraigned
at the bar of " legislatorial," not "public,"
opinion—that the prosecutor is fully qualified for
the task, and of unimpeachable integrity ; but
they well know that the jury is packed, and that
many professional " boot-eaters" on the panel
prevent the possibility of a hostile ver-
dict. They are hissed, but they continue in
office—receive stringent castigation, but retain
" power, patronage, and pay"—to strut bravely
under the storm of popular indignation, which
would crush persons less accustomed to censure.
Like the veteran occupant of the pillory in " the
good old times" they were quite prepared to be
pelted with rotten eggs and the most unsavoury
compounds, provided the spectators refrained from
missiles of a more dangerous character that might
possibly terminate the official existence so highly
prized—that while it continued all other things
were tolerable.
The victim last night chaunted his " political
death-song" with a stoicism worthy of a North
American Indian. He attempted to justify his
inconsistency and vacillation by arguments
picked up in the new school in which,
unfortunately for his own reputation, he
became a scholar late in life. He did not,
however, in any degree improve his own posi-
tion or that of his colleagues. On the contrary,
his convulsive struggles only buried him deeper
in the mire, and involved him inextricably in
" the slough of despond." He mystified nobody
but one, and that one was himself. The German
school of
_diplomacy, into which
_he so recklessly
plunged, .was too much for his intellect. He was
thoroughly bamboozled by his wily opponents,
and seemed to be utterly incapable of distinguish-
ing between right and wrong. At the close of
his defence we really pitied-him. There is no
doubt tivit he had rouderoci es) Awe good, ;or-