The Sun.
London, England, 1852-01-22 00:00:00

AMERICAN NEWS.

ARRIVAL OF THE PACIFIC.
LIVERPOOL, JAN. 21.
This afternoon, at half-past two, the United States
mail steam-ship Pacific, Captain Nye, arrived in the
Mersey, from New York direct, with thirty-nine
Passengers, and 700,000 dollars in specie on freight.
The Pacific left New York on the 10th instant at
noon, and encountered very heavy adverse winds
throughout her voyage. Immediately upon the re-
ceipt of the telegraphic announcement of her being
off Holyhead this morning, it was currently reported
tbat Jenny Lind was amongst the passengers by the
Pacific ; but it now appears that the Swedish song-
stress has delayed her delay to Europe until the 28th
instant-, when she will sail on board her old favourite
Ship the .'l.tlantic, under the command of Capt. West.
On the day of the departure of the Pacific, a tele- •
raphic communication was received in New York
Tom Philadelphia, announcing the safe arrival on the
previous day, at the latter place, of the screw-steamer
City of Pittsburg, after a passage of forty days from
Liverpool.
The Royal mail steam-ship Cambria arrived at Bos-
ton on the Bth instant, at one P.M.
The principal and most interesting intelligence by
this arrival is the conversational banquet given to
Kossuth et Washington, on Wednesday, the 7th lost.,
at the National Hotel. About 300 persons were
present. The Hen. W. H. King, President of the
Senate, presided, supported by Kossuth and Speaker
Boyd on his right, and the Hon. Daniel Webster on
iis~left. Several distinguished individuals occupied
seats near the chair.
The first toast was " The President of the United
States," to which Mr. Webster responded. He said—
" I am here, to-night, Mr. President, with other heads

)f departments who belong to the executive administra-
tion of the Government, and who arc the confidential
councillors of the President. I rise in their behalf as
well as my own, to tender to the company our thanks
for the manner in which the sentiment has been received
by the meeting here assembled, and to assure you, sir,
ind all present, that in kindness and good wishes
towards the guests of the occasion, and in attachment to

the great principles of political liberty—(Applause),—
and national independence—(Applause)—there is no
man who partakes in a higher degree than the Presi-
lent of the United States in the general feelings of this
vast community.—(Applause.)
Mr. King, in giving the toast of the evening, said:—
It was one to which every generous American would
cordially respond. He, in common with others, while
the Hungarian struggle was going on, rejoiced in her
success, and mourned her temporary defeats. We
honoured those who struggled, and were prepared to
sacrifice all to obtain liberty. We followed our illus-
trious guest in his mournful exile, were the first to call
him to return, and the last that were ready to receive
him with open arms to the land of liberty and of hospi-
tality. The toast I give to you is this:—" Hungary.
represented in the person of our honoured guest, having
proved herself worthy to ba free by the virtue and valour
of her sons, the law of nations, and the dictates of justice,
alike demand that she shall have fair play in her struggle.
for independence."—(Enthusiastic cheering.)
In reply licpsuth made a long speech, which he
,hus commenced :

As once Cyness, the Epirote, stood among the senators
Rome, who, with an earnest word of self-conscious
majesty, controlled the condition of the world, and
Arrested mighty kings in their march, thus, full of
admiration and of reverence, I stand before you.

Legislature of the new capitol—that glorious hall
your people's collective majesty. The capitol
tf old yet stands, but the spirit has departed
From it and crime over to yours, purified by the
sir of liberty. The old stands, a mournful monument of
the fragility of human things—yours as a sanctuary of
sternal rights. The old beamed with the red lustre of
conquest, now darkened by oppression's gloomy night—
yours beams with freedom's bright ray. The old ab-
sorbed the world by its own centralised glory—yours
protects your own nation against absorption even by
itself. The old was awful with irrestricted power—
yours is glorious with having restricted it. At the
slew of the old, nations tremb:ed—at the view of yours,
humanity hopes. To the old, misfortune was only in-
iroduced with fettered hands to kneel at the triumphant
conqueror's heels—to yours, the triumph of introduction
is granted to unfortunate exiles, invited the honour of a
seat, and where kings and Caesars never are hailed for
their powers, might, and wealth, there the persecuted
3hief of a downtrodden nation is welcomed as your
great republic's guest, precisely because he is persecuted,
eelpless, and poor. In the old, the terrible vice victis was
the rule—in yours, protection to the oppressed, ma-
lediction to ambitious oppressors, and consolation to
the vanquished in a just cause. And while out of
,he old a conquered world was ruled, you in yours
provide for the common confederative interests
of a territory larger than the conquered world
of the old. There sat men boasting their will to
be the sovereign of the world—here sit men whose glory
is to acknowledge the law of nature and of nature's God,
end to do what their sovereign, the people, wills. Sir,
:here is history in these parallels. History of past ages,
end history of future centuries, may he often recorded in
few words. The small particulars to whiCh the passion
)f living men clings with fervent zeal, as if the fragile
lingers of men could arrest the rotation of destiny's
wheel—these particulars die away. it is the issue which
makes history, and that issue is alwayS icigical. There
is a necessity of consequences wherever the necessity of
poeition exists. Principles are the Alpha; they must
inish with Omega, and they will. Thus history may be
told often in few words. Before the heroic struggles of
Greed first engaged your country's sympathy tor the
fato.stf freedom Europe—then so
.far distant, now so
near—Chaieaubriand happened to be in Athens, and he
Beard from a minaret raised upon the Propyletnus
-uins, a Turkish priest, in Arabic language,
announcing the lapse of hours to the Christians
OS Minervastown. What immense history in the
small fact of a Turkish Imaum crying ?lout " Pray
man, the hour is running fast, and the judgment draws
near." Sir, there is equally a history of future ages
written in the honour bestowed by you to my humble
self. The first Governor of independent Hungary,
driven from his native land by Russian violence, an exile
on Turkish soil, protected by a Mahommedan Sultan
against the blood-thirst of Christian tyrants, cast back a
prisoner to far Asia by diplomacy, rescued from his
Asiatic prison by America, crossing the Atlantic,
charged with the hopes of Europe's oppressed nations,
pleading, a poor exile, before the people of this great
Republic, his down-trodden country's wrongs, and its
intimate connexion with the fate of the European-conti-
nent, and with the boldness of a just cause claiming
the principles of the Christian religion to be raised to a
law of nations, and to see not only the boldness of the
poor exile forgiven, but to see him consoled by the sym-
pathy of millions, encouraged by individuals, associa-
tions, meetings, cities, and states, supported by operative
aid, and greeted by Congress and by the Government
as the nation's guest, honoured out of generosity with
that honour which only one man before him received—
and that man received them out of gratitude—with
honours suoh as no potentate ever can receive, and
this banquet here, and the toast which I have to
thank you for.; oh, indeed, sir, there is a history of
future ages in all these facts."
Kossuth then glanced at the fate of Hungary,
paid a tribute to the greatness of the United States
developed by union, and touched upon the principle
of non-intervention :

" Wo have no fair play (he said); the Cossack already
rules, by Logis Napoleon's usurpation, to the very bor-
ders of the Atlantic ocean. Ouo of your great statesmen,
now, to my deep sorrow, bound to the sick bed of far

advanced age—alas! that I am deprived of the advice
which his wisdom could have imparted to me—your
great statesman told tho world (30 years ago that Paris
was trausferred to St. Petersburgh. What would he
now say, when St. Petersburgh is transferred to Paris,
and Europe is but an appendix to Russia? Alas! Eta.
ropo can no more secure to Europe fair play. Albion
only remains; but even Albion casts a sorrowful glance
over the waves. Still we will stand in our place—sink or
swim, live or die. You know the word. It is

your own. We will follow it. It will be a
bloo3y path to tread. Despots have conspired
against the world. Terror spreads over Europe, and
anticipating persecution rules from Paris to Pesth. There
is a gloomy silence, like the silence of nature before the
terrors of a hurricane. It is a sensible silence, only dis-

turbed by the thousand fold rattling of the muskets by 1
which Napoleon murders that people which gave him a
home when he was an exile, and by the groans of new
martyrs in Sicily, Milan, Vienna, and Pesth. The very
sympathy which I met with in England, and was ex-
pected to meet here, throws my sisters into the dun-
geons of Austria. Well, God's will be done. The heart
may break, but duty will be done. We will stand in our
place, though to us in Europe there be no fair play.
But so much I hope, that no just man on earth can
charge me with unbecoming arrogance, when here, on
this soil of freedom, I kneel down and raise my prayer
to God—' Almighty Father of humanity, will thy mer-
ciful arm not raise a power on earth to protect the law
of nations, when there are so many to violate it?'
It is a prayer, and nothing else. What would
remain to tha oppressed if they were not per-
mitted to pray? The rest is in the hand of God. Gen-
tlemen, I know where [ stand. No honour, no encoui
raging generosity, will make me ever forget
stand, and what is due from me to you. Llere my._ du
is silently to await what you or your wisdom wi.ll. ‘o
whedret
pleased to pronounce about that which public oplmr
be it your will
knows to be my prayer and my aim, and -
to pronounce, or be it your will not to Is notice of it,
I will understend your will, and bow before it with
full of admira-
de-
de-
votion, hopeless, perhaps, but my heart .
tion, love and gratitude to your generous people, to your
glorious l'erid. But one iingle word even here, I mny be
of oppressed freedom
permitted to say, only such a word as may secure me f; m
being misunderstood. I came to the noble-minded peop'e
of the United States to obtain itsgenorous operative sym-
pathy for the impendingstruggleon the European continent, and I freely interpreted the
to ascertain from their
hopes and wishes which these
_oppressed nations enter-
tain;oinslytheir judgment
but as to your great Republic, as a state, as a power
on earth, I stand before the statesmen, senators, r and
viisd o legislatorsai and e fe
xt that at,
rt
law end international upon a
question of national _ right. I
i et inoepou bli c,
what
, hope that they
hoped and no will, by the fereb)ding
o events on the other great continent, feel induced t
pro-
nounce in time their vote about that law andthose
rights,
and I hoped and hope that pronouncing their vote it will
be in favour of the broad principles of international
justice, and consonant with their republican institutions
and their democratic life. That is all I know
and Europe
knows; the immense weight of such a pronunciation from
such a place. B the imp
But never had I •
ious wish to try