The Sun.
London, England, 1863-07-30 00:00:00

THERMOMETER.

This morning
This day at Two o'clock
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Barometer-30.15.
Wind—N.-Easterly ; light, with fine weather,

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LONDON, THURSDAY, JULY 30, 1863,

Whenever a Victor gives way to cruelty in the
completion of his triumph—rest assured that at one
time in the fight he was very nearly beaten. When-
ever one of two men quarrelling grows particularly
angry, be quite certain of this, that he is the one
more in the wrong—if he be not, indeed, wholly
and solely in the wrong, in the matter under dis-
pute. Eich of these sayings, no matter in what
particular words expressed, has long since come to
be recognised by the generality as an axiom drawn
from experience. And each is, without doubt,
right in the main, though not, of course,
invariably. Exceptions there are, occasionally, to
both ; but these, we believe, may be set aside very
readily at once as exceptions. And certainly, if
we come at this moment to apply either of these
popularly and almost universally recognised truths
to the war in America, or to those who are discuss-
ing (apart from that war), say in our own country,
the relative merits of the belligerents, of the South
and of the North, of the Federals or of the Confede-
rates, of President DAVIS or of President LINCOLN,
We do most confidently leave it to the common sense
and to the right reason of all dispassionate ob-
servers to pronounce qaite decisively and quite
unhesitatingly Which of the two sides has shown
itself, from beginning to end, to be in the

Wrong.
The cruelty, the barbarity, the brutality, has
been all on one side : that is, on the side of the
Northerns, of the Federalists. We appeal—not to
the past, to History—not to the future, to Posterity :
we appeal to the present recollection of all, to boldly,
honestly, and truly say whether it has not been so.
The Confederate Army has given to view many a
conspicuous General—but it never presented to the
world's scorn a General BUTLER. The infamy
of doing that belongs exclusively, as we
all know, to the Federals. The Southern
President has never issued, under the authority
of his own name, signed with his own hand,
promulgated as the deliberate utterance of his own
Government, a document such as the Northern
PRESIDENT has issued, signed, and promulgated,
declaring a contingent penal abolition of slavery,
and, in the act of so doing, unfurling, as an
atrocious signal or incentive to the negroes in the
South, the black banner of a Servile War!
Richmond has never yet been the arena for
execrable riots, during which, for several
days in succession, Murder has stalked
scatheless through the streets, as it has re-
cently been doing through the streets of New York,
in the form of a lawless rabble, armed with fire and
Sword, bent upon outrage and destruction, and
hunting to the death those very negroes whose
freedom the leaders of this Northern mob affect, for
their own semah
ends, to have so much at heart.
Turning from this
momentary contemplation of the
reallystartling contrast presented to view throughout
this dreadful conflict by the belligerents themselves
—we would now apply the second of the two popular
axioms quoted at the outset of these present
remarks of ours, not to the combatants, but simply
to their critics, to the
co
Bo
far mrnentators upon the
Records of the war
ecords
as it has yet gone, to
the commentators upon those records here, in this
country, to the speakers 7r:lions platforms,
and to the writers upon th
who have watched either
various public news-
papers. Referring to those
have watched
or, still better, to those who
both, we ask upon which aid®
the anger, the ill blood, the passion has been
, the •
+Airy, we
ask confidently which of the two, between these dis.
putants, has argued the more equably in tone and in
temper the vindicator of the North or of the South,
of the Federals ur of the Confederates t Why, at
the nosiest and most nu:nerously attended meeting
that has anywhere as yet been convened in this
country since first this lamentable war commenced,

at the great assembly which took place last autumn

(of all plaees in London, at Exeter Hall!
the champions, that is to say, the oratorica

champions of the North, of tie Federals, of Pus'

dent LINCOLN, and General BUTLER, and the like

had it, in a manner, all to themselves. Yet, such was

their passionate and infuriated condition, that some

one, rashly venturing to utter a few sentences in

vindication of the Confederates, was first of a

brutally hustled out of Exeter-hall, and then sti

more brutally hounded along the Strand, as
though he had been a mad dog, until

the unfortunate Wight found shelter, as he

did eventually, in a shop not far from our office.
Quite consonantly with the wrath evidenced more

than once by the acts of [the Northern army,
or its leaders, out in the actual seat of war, and with
the words, whether spoken or written, which have
already emanated in this country from the lips or
from the pens of the impassioned sympathisers with