The Sun.
London, England, 1863-07-10 00:00:00

THE INSURRECTION IN POLAND,

(From the times' Correspondent.)
BRODY, July 4.
One wretched night, when a general revision was
expected in a certain district, and all the hiding-
places were full, I went with a poor fellow who was
destined to fail in Wysocki's affair before Radziwi-
low to half a dozen houses, each a mile or two apart,
before he could find a place to sleep in or shelter of
any kind from the terrible storm which was raging
outside. Such trouble as this enthusiastic young
man took to get shot through the heart—in a glo-
rious cause, no doubt, but in a somewhat inglorious
battle—can scarcely be imagined, and is worth de-
scribing. Stanislas Gliszainski, an officer on Gen.
Wysocki's staff, as I mentioned in my last letter,
was actively employed in bringing up and placing
the companies of tirailleurs, until, after having had
two horses shot under aim, he wi.s struck down
by almost the last bullet that was fired. Stanislas
Giit•ziinski four months ago was a pupil of the ar-

tillery school of Metz, where he had just corn-
pleted his military studies when the Polish insur-
rection first began to assume an important

character. He was acquainted with Langiewicz, was
an intimate friend of Pedlewski, and as he had only
entered the Academy of Metz (where, as a special
favour, a certain number of Poles can gain admit-
ance) in order to qualify himself for serving his
country in an efficient manner, he thought at the
beginning of March that the time had arrived, and
hastened to Cracow to place himself at the disposi-
tion of the Central National Committee. lie was
anxious to fight in his own part of the country—tbat
is to say, in the province of Kelisch, where he had
an estate, but being appointed to the Voihynian ex-
pedition (or rather the Galician expedition to Vol-
hynia), he started soon after Langiewicz's disaster
for Lemberg, where be was arrested as he stepped
out of the train. He had committed no illegal act,
even in a technical eense, and his passport was in
proper order, but there may have been something
about his look which the Austrian authorities did
not like (on his side he certainly did not like them),
and the result was that he was thrown, unaccused,
into a damp cell, and left there without society,
without books, and without exercise, until he be-
came seriously ill. In fact he never recovered from
his prison illness. He was in great pain when he
started for the camp, and asked for some soothing
medicine to be brought on to him, little thinking
that before it could reach him he would receive from
the Russians that which would quiet him for ever.
He told me that during his confinement at Lem-
berg, when he asked for a book the gaoler gave him
a volume of sermons, of the kind which men may
be forced to listen to but, cannot read. He was also
offered a child's story-book. His application for a
Bible, several times repeated, was met by a positive
refusal, and indeed the sacred writings inculcate the
virtue of patriotism in too many places to allow of
their being placed with advantage in the hands of a
Pole. At the end of April Gliszsinski, after hav-
ing been subjected to manyunavailing interrogations
was ordered to be removed to Oimutz. At Oderberg,
however, where the Cracow-Vienna Railway
branches off into Moravia, he ran out of the station,
was fired upon by the guard, bat was not hit, and
succeeded in escaping into the woods, where he
passed the first of many similar nights. At day-
break he went into the hut of a Moravian peasant,
and made a hopeless attempt to explain to the poor
man who the Poles were, why they were fighting
and why in particular he, thiszeinski,
masswbithout a farthing
first all the peasant could understand was that a
twhaesßauffasiidanosifalling into the hands of the police. At
gurse bud
byen taken charge
of
f
iws
zi lidi
n- lsokoik,si rpi
of by the prison authorities), and,bd his own con-
s come out of the
forest and wanted assistance. At last, however, he
fession,
understood that be bad to deal with an honest man
; the Moravian
an escaped prisoner,
A Polish peasant would have sold his
in distress.
to the Government
countryman
brought out food, and sent for a functionary who
be had beard was a Pole, and who turned out (like
good patriot. Ultimately Gliszainski, now
w
nearly all the Poles who can read and write) to be
alistohaout a passport, and under a false name, and
with
a false residence-car
Lemberg in
to get to
Cracow, and thence to in a luggage
train. From Lemberg he moved forward from
house to house, one
proprietor
three
sending Lim on to
another, until about
weeks ago I found
myself in the same
miles'
distance
from
ace with him, at only a few
rhe ota
the Volh3 nian frontier.
During the battle
regained all his activity;
the fire seemed to do him good ; and at the close ot
the action, when th sle
sorts of positions in
fv:e
Irlitsai fshers, distributed in all
a 'very irregular line
of wood, were called in he°
had not bees touched. Almostwas perfectly
well,
and
theb the last ball that
was fired carried off one ofresbt odfficers and one
of the most amiable and accomplished
tPolish army possessed. Dompoglaslseki,
he Staff, or, more
of a' properly speaking entebn thatct,i ft the
.
of the service
ides-de-camp, got off horse ' •
dying man from s his and raised, the
mounted '❑
the ground ; and he hod scarcely
again when he was himself wounded (for
the third time) in h
t e leg. I had no idea that Glis-
zeinski had been in the least hurt until I saw him
stretched out dead in the hospital at Brody, and I
could not help thinking as I looked at his lifeless
body that he might have been put to some better
purpose than to serve as a sort of political target to
the Russians, whom the Poles had no more chance
of conquering in the provinces of Volhynia, Podolia,
and the Ukraine than the Normans of France have
of conquering England, or the English of conquer-
ing Normandy. lam not speaking of rights, but
only of a matter of fact. The Russians will call the
Galician expedition an invasion of brigands. It
was an invasion of patriots ; but of so hopeless a
character that one may question, not the prudence
(for as to that there can be ne question), but the
propriety, in a moral point ot view, of having
organised and sent it forth. There certainly is a
point at which insurrection becomes something
more horrible than madness and something more
pitiable thee folly, and it seems to me that this point
is reached when a few handfuls of untrained men
are encouraged to march against a stronarmofy,thine
immense provinces, where the vast majority
h,
inhabitants are bitterly hostile to th eause t .3 as-
sailants wish to assert and defend. Indeed, in such a
case as this attack upon the governing power in the
Polish provinces of the southe•ast I do not see how
the word " insurgent" can with any justice be used
at all ; for in Volbynia, Podolia, and the Ukraane
there has been no insurrection, but only alight
disturbances, followed by hideous massacres coa-
witted by the barbarous upon the ci%ilisecl Portion
of the population.