The Sun.
London, England, 1863-09-24 00:00:00

THERMOMETER.

This morning
This day at Two o'clock

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LONDON, THURSDAY, SEPT. 24, 1863

As the lengthened report, given in our impres-
sion of yesterday, will already have apprised our
readers, the stump has very recently indeed been
mounted here, in England, quite as effectively, and
even blatantly, be it said, as ever it has been here-
tofore in the U-nited States of America ! The
time, Monday last. Tne place, Leeds, in Yorkshire.
The occasion, an anti-slavery demonstration. A
" clear ste,ge," certainly, but we can't possibly say,
"no favour." For the whole affair, from first to last,
was worked out with a very decided animus—
positive and negative, as ever is magnetic force—in-
tense in prejudice and in predilection. The speakers
one and all at Leeds on Wednesday evening were some
more, some less, for the North and against the South,
were the apologists of Federalism,were the traducers
and vilifiers of Secession. Mr. LINCOLN, according
to their view of things, was all in the right. Mr.
DAVIS also, according to their view of things,
was all in the wrong. Upon the peg
of Slavery all kinds of flowers of rhe-
toric were hung up in garlands upon gar-
lands. Flowers of rhetoric, some of them so pesti-
ferous in their breath that (or we are much mistaken)
even the faint odour of thena,when wafted abroad by
the winnowing of the press,will stink in the nostrils
of many who chanced not to be present in the
Leeds Music Hall on Monday evening. Slashing
though the Chairman's speech at this
meeting undoubtedly was, in many parts of it,
that gentleman must yield the palm up frankly to
a far greater master of " that sort of thing" present
there upon the [same platform, the hero of the
the night, the Rev. W. H. CHANNING. As readily
as GAR
-111 ex could play his "many parts" between
his two favourite Muses, THALIA and MELPOMENE,
turning with
equal facility, here to the Comic here
to the Trag;.e--the Rev. W. H. CHANNING, that
Master
Orator
of the Stump, plies his
art, as
a Stump Orator, between his
two chosen muses!
Raving them ever at his call,
to the right hand end to the left, here Bunkum,
here Soft Sawder. Rew much of the charms of the
former be delights in, how little of the latter's in-
spiring influence he directs towards the Confede-
rates, those who may turn to this
Mr W. H. CHAN-
NING'S speech, may, almost at a glance, judge
for themselves. Enough for us, as
a specimen cf this
Yankee Demosthenes, if we quote the grandiose
flourish at the close :of his remarks when
he pre-
dicted solemnly, in so many words, that e Peace is
spreading over the continent of America, and on
that bow of promise sits a glorified angel of Gol,_
Universal Liberty !" Whereat the Leeds audience,
in immense delight apparently, greeted the Rev.
W. H. CHANNING, as ho resumed his seat
with a very salvo of acclamations. "Peace!"
Surely if ever a misquoter of one of the
mcst blessed words in holy writ, cried
Peece! Peace! when there was no Peace, it was
this Rev. gentleman from the other side of the
Atlantic, who talked thus confidently at Leeds
on Monday evening about Peace now spre;aeing
over that unhappy land from which he comes to us
—so ostentatiously affecting the air not only of
an Orator,but even, as we have seen, of a Prophet.
Peace! spreeding now in Arneries, Mr. W. H.
CueeLNING ? With a hideous rain us of hell fire
pouring down upon the outworks of beleaguered
Charleston ! And, at whose bidding ? At the known
bidding, in obedience to the direct personal order,
of that ungainly alter ego of the Glorified Angel
aforesaid, that ugliest and larkiest specimen of the
human race in America, as MANHATTAN has
called him, Mr. ALNAHAM -INCDLN. The
man Who is so conscientious and Btrenuons