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THE SUN.

LONDON, THURSDAY, !FEB. 13, 1862.

Just at this moment we have three sets of
prophets, surrounded by appropriate actors, before
us. The Washington prophets and their armies
and navies ; the Richmond and Southern prophets
and their armies, and the prophets of New York
surrounded by the Priests and Levites of the money
and cotton market.

The Washington gentlemen, of course, retain all
their confidence in the might of the Union. General
M'CLELLAN may not be able to vanquish mud, or
think it safe to rely on frost, which may prove
such a temporary terra firma ; but let the drying
winds of spring begin to blow, and the days to
lengthen a little and he is soon to teach
the South what the natural superiority of

Northerners, when acting under the advan-
tages of long drill, can do. The panic next
time is to be on the other side. Just now things
look somewhat brighter ; the victory in Kentucky
has just reversed the great Southern idea In that
state the South was to have broken the military and
naval cordon surrounding it, and to have made a
conquering irruption across the Ohio. Instead of
that, the North has broken the Southern cordon, and
crossing the Cumberland is moving on to Tennessee.
Another naval expedition has also just weathered,
though with much damage to cargoes, a tremendous
storm, and has now probably landed its troops by
the River Nuse, in North Carolina, intending to
take possession of the small town of Newbern.
What it is intended to effect thence does not seem
to be clear. Like Beaufort expedition it seems
too far south to menace the rear of the Confe-
derates at Manassas, and it does not seem pos-
sible unless a force much larger be sent,
to think of marching inland, and by union with the
army of Kentucky to cut off Virginia from the
Confederate States. Still from Missouri to the
Chesapeake, along
the whole line, and on the sea
coast, the North is
just now the successfully at-
tacking party. And it may be as they say, that
natural impediments are the only ones which
they are waiting to see removed. For this they
ivist of course have patience Itill
Dame Nature
takes her usual course.

The South, on the other hand, is feeling the

pinch of war more than ever, and its journals at
least write in a very desponding strain. Its Go-
vernment is freely accused of incapacity,
and of substituting the tyranny of JEFF.' DAVIS
for the tyranny of ABE LINCOLN. Who would
have thought that a Richmond paper dare confess
that " the South had made at least eight great
blunders. "1. In firing upon Fort Sumter. 2. In
believing there would be a divided North and an
apathetic Federal government. 3. In believing
they would have the hearty sympathy of Europe.
4. In believing that the bonds of their Confederacy
would readily be taken in Europe. 5. In believing
that the military power of the North would be
directed in a crusade against slavery rather than
employed for the overthrow of treason, and the
establishment of the Union and the constitution. 6.
In believing that Northern courage and physique
were no match for Southern ; or that in battle one
Southerner equalled five Yankees, 7. In believing
that the flag of the Cotton Oligarchy would wave
above the Capitol at Washington, and the roll of
slaves be called on Bunker Hill. 8. In believing
that the fancied omnipotence of cotton would domi-
nate the commerce of the world."

And net only in the Virginian capital, but in the
far west of the slave States, from the town of
Memphis on the Missisipppi, we hear the same
lamentations. The Memphis Argus describes the
Southerns as checkmated in Kentucky and para-
lysed in Missouri. Differing widely enough from
Southerns and their friends in England, it says :
" The blockade is unbreakable by ns yet. In one
word, we are hemmed in. Day follows day, and
in lieu of being weakened, we find the Federal
armies, at all points, being strengthened. Almost
every article of manufacturing and domestic
necessity is quadrupled in price, and our money
will soon be exceedingly scarce for lack of paper
wherewith to make it." The Argus, like most of the
Southern papers we have seen, throws the blame
of their ill success on the inertness of their generals.
Three times, it is affirmed, the North might have
been invaded and brought to terms—instead
of which the armies of the Confederacy are allowed
to rot in idleness, while the country is subjected to
fabulous prices for every article of manufacture, and
peace seems farther off than ever. "We ask why
the year has passed, and we further than ever from
recognition at home or abroad ? We ask why we
are fifty-fold worse off jhan when the war com-
menced ? Indirectly every mouthful we eat is taxed,
our babies wear taxed caps and shoes, our boys write
on taxed paper, our girls wear taxed calicoes, our
men do a taxed business, and hopelessly ride in a
taxed hearse to a taxed grave, and we, forsooth, are
hurting ' the cause' if we dare to turn from Messrs.
MASON and SLIDELL to look at the country we were
born and bred in, and, having looked, we are hurt-
ing the cause if we dare tell what we see."
We might quote much more to the same purport
—so plain is it that whatever the North may suffer
the South is suffering fifty times more. Indeed, the
North can scarcely be saidlto have felt any individual
privation yet. Its taxation has been hardly felt,
for nearly all the money has been raised by loan,
and the most oppressive taxes are those which have
been laid to exclude British goods from competition
with native manufacture. If we turn, then, to

New York, we find ourselves there under the
guidance of a very good authority. Distrusting, as
we must, the ravings and exaggerations of the
press, we look with a little confidence on the busi-
ness reasonings for business purposes of Messrs.
NEILL BROTHERS. They have at least a character
to maintain, and their decided business opinion is,
that which it has always been, that the struggle
will be a protracted one. They think our dealers
in cotton and our manufacturers very unwise if they

act on any other supposition than that the war will
last till both parties are exhausted. Without
foreign intervention they see no end to the struggle.
Having illustrated the immense difficulty of con-
quering the South, if it possesses but an ordinary
measure of the spirit of independence, turning to the
North they ask—" Upon the other hand, can it be
supposed that such a people as the twenty millions of
Northerners will lightly confess themselves beaten
by one-third of their numbers, and consent to their
magnificent country, the very extent of which has
been their greatest source of pride, being reduced
so that its breadth at one point will be under a
hundred miles ?—allowing their hostile Southern
neighbours almost to shake hands with Canada
across the very heart of their territory ?—allowing
the Missthippi, which is naturally the highway of
the Great West as the Irish Channel is that of Lan-
cashire, to pass into hostile hands ?—allowing an
antagonistic, arrogant, and inevitably hostile nation
to be established on their borders, with a thousand
miles of contiguous territory, along the whole
extent of which the irrepressible slavery question
and discrepant tariffs, with the constant temptation
to smuggling, would be a never-ending cause of

warfare, not to speak of the boastful taunts which
would have to be endured for generations after their
defeat, by a people who have hitherto had all the
boasting to themselves."
Messrs. NEILL explain the coolness with which
the New York press contemplates the financial diffi-
culties of the Government from its knowledge of the
, tax-paying capabilities of the country. £40,000,000
per annum, which would make the Government
Stocks perfectly secure, would be only I.ld. a-day
for each individual, and that in a country in which a
dollar a day are ordinary wages. Besides, Messrs.
NEILL contend that, after all, few if any wars of
this kind haveever been stopped by want of money.
Thus, with a hopeful though insolvent North, and
a desponding, long insolvent South, we have a high
authority, and impartial one, pronouncing that the
North and the South have years of strife before
them.

M. VEUILLOT'S friends had surely better look
after him. He most certainly has gone clean mad.
Not merely daft, observe, or crazy, but raging
raving mad. The ex-editor of the Univers, it ap-
pears, having some time since been compelled to
drop his pen as redacteur, has resumed it as homrne
de lettres. Within the last few weeks ho is under-
stood to have issued from the press a couple of
duodecimos, entitled, rather oddly, Parfunz de
Rome. And assuredly if this be a specimen of the
Fortuna, it must be one that will infallibly stink
in the nostrils of Europe. Than the outpourings
of M. VEUILLOT'S wrath upon his opponents
generally, through the medium of these two
volumes, we never met with anything more fright-
ful, in the way of gross and brutal vituperation, than
the specimens we have read in the shape of choice
quotations. The chief object of this demented
writer's scorn and abhorrence appears to be the
now very well known Padre PASSAGLIA. Of
Father PASSAGLIA the Paris correspondent of our
chief contemporary, writing as recently as yester-
day (in reference to M. VEUILLOT'S objurgations
upon him) remarks that he, " as you are
aware, has published a work proving that
the temporal power is not a dogma of the
Church." And—beyond one moment's doubt—sup-
posing that to be the drift of Father PASSAGLIA'S
argument, where can there be anywhere discover-
able in all Christendom one sane Catholic who will
assert that the learned Jesuit is in error ? Differ

the spiritual lieges of the POPE may do,
we presume, as to the advisability of main-
taining or yielding up the temporal power
appertaining to the Papacy during the last
thousand years : but, to regard it as a dogma
of the Church, as a fundamental principle of the
Religion, would surely be the last extremity of ex-
travagance ! What an avalanche of overwhelming
texts from Scripture, dead against them, would they
not draw down upon their heads instanter! "My
kingdom is not of this world "—" a house built upon
sand "—and so forth ad infinitum. But, as " the
dog-star rages," apparently when M.VEUILLOTtakes
pen in hand for the writing of his very remarkable
politico-theology—as the moon clearly about that

time must have affected the condition of his brain as
author of the Parfum de .Rome—Father PAsSAGLIA
falls under a torrent not by any means of Scriptural
quotations, but of appalling maledictions, resound-
ing in every sentence like a horrible echo of that
hideous refrain in one of AINSWORTH'S witch songs,
or demon chaunts—

" Anathema Maranatha,
Dread was the curse of Mandragora."

Talk of the volley of curses hurled back upon Athens
by TIMON of that ilk when quitting the city for the
sylvan wilderness in SITAKSPERE'S violet-crowned
classic drama—the words there dropping from the
poison-breathing lips of the terrible manhater, are
like sprinklings of, the milk of human kindness
by comparison with M. VEITILLOT'S venomous ob-
jurgations upon Father PASSAGLIA. The Paris cor-
respondent of our chief morning contemporary,
in giving the pick of these most deplorable vitupe-
rations, says fascetiously, in remembrance of my
Uncle TOBY, "Our armies swore terribly in Flan-
ders," adding, " but nothing to this." There is
only one other tornado of curses that M.
VEIJILLOT'S really can be said to pat one in
mind of—namely, that recorded in astounding
rhyme upon the grotesque tablets of THOMAS IN-
GOLDSBY—

" He cursed him in eating,
He cursed him in drinking, ,
He cursed him walking and talking, and thinking,"

and " the rest,"through page after page of whimsical
and horrible maledictions. M. VEUILLOT, however,
in emptying out his dreadful anathemas, appeals to
be in every miserable sentence frightfully in ear-
nest. It is a clear case of stark, staring lunacy--
of fanaticism gone distracted and becoming--so far
as words can enable any one to become so—dan-
gerous. A tin kettle tied to a dog's tail at mid-
summer is about the surest possible preparation for
a hopeless case of hydrophobia. And in clattering
this tin kettle of curses at his heels in the shape
of his last literary production, the Parfum
de Rome, M. YErILLoT is justifying as
plainly and clearly as he could possibly
justify any act on the part of his friends, the strap-
ping him comfortably into a straightwaistcoat, and
the procuring for him of a nicely-padded room in
a salubrious and secluded ntaison de sante. The
publication of language so horrible as that applied
by M. VEUILLOT to the Padre PASSAGLIA is no-
thing less than a flagrant scandal to all Christen-
dom. It constrains everyone of us here, even in
Protestant England, to look for but one sequel to
this latest news about M. VEUILLOT, namely, for
tidings of his excommunication.

Accidents still continues to multiply upon acci-
dent with a rapidity and a strangeness that really
becomes appalling. It looks like a fatality incident
to the New Year. " Misfortunes," says SHAKSPERE,
" come not singly, but in battalions." The coinci-
dence that it, only too often, is so, has seldom had
so singular or in another sense so plural an illus-
tration than it has recently. A day or two has
scarcely sped by since we took occasion in these
columns the other evening to :emu k upon the mul-
tiplicity of horrible accidents as having occurred
in the January and February of 1862—and already
a variety of fresh casualties have justified those re-
marks of ours. To the wholesale destruction of 200
miners, men and boys, in the Hartley new coal pit,
to the miserable destruction so soon afterwards of
the poor lady crushed to death in the machinery of
a great iron-foundry hard by, to the wretched
mutilation of some thirty chance spectators of a
casual " row" in the Waterloo-road, where an iron
grating in the pavement suddenly gave way under
the unwonted pressure of the crowd of lookers-on
—to these incidents others have been added within
the last few hours, some of them, in their
way quite as remarkable and quite as melancholy.
A cluster of new houses at Hackney, while in course
of completion, all of a sudden gives way and col-
lapses into a ruin. A young girl of sixteen falls, in
her turn, a victim to crinoline under circumstances
unusually painful. Another lady is caught
up by her dress in another factory, and
her body nearly severed in twain by the
whirling machinery before there is the possibility
of seeing to her extrication. And so the horrors
number up day by day—as though accidents at
times multiplied in some mysterious manner, or by
a sort of epidemic. The remedies to be adopted
with a view to their prevention we have
already commented upon—some of them we
have distinctly (only a day or two since)
enumerated. Some of these remedies become upon
every fresh occasion only more and more obviously
requisite. Responsible inspectors of highways, of
houses, of buildings generally, ought to be forced
into greater vigilance by being held yet more than
ever responsible. Machinery ought to be guarded.
And we ought to have an end to this monstrous
I folly of fashion going by the name of crinoline.

Viscount and Viscountess Malden have arrived a'
the Queen's Hotel, Upper Norwood.

Lord and Lady de Blaquiere have left London for
Paris, and will remain abroad for aome weeks.

The Rev. W. Harcourt and Mrs. Harcourt and
Miss Harcourt have arrived at Farrance's Hotel from
their residence, York.

THE WATERLOO-ROAD CATASTROPHE..—James
Robins, carver and gilder, of Southampton-terrace, Water-
loo-road, died yesterday morning at St. Thomas's Hospital,
after enduring excruciating pain. This death will lead to
an inquest, when the cause of the accident will be investi-
gated.

At the annual meeting of the Ottoman Bank next
month the directors will recomm end a dividend at the rate
of 10 per cent, per annum, free of income-tax, and an addi-
tion of about £7,000 to the reserve fund.
Intelligence was received from Newcastle yester-
day that the Pemberton pit, near Sunderland—the deepest
in the kingdom—had been flooded. No lives were lost, but
great difficulty was experienced in getting the horses out.
The water has also broken into the Gosforth pit, and during
the works rendered necessary a large number of men will
be thrown out of employment. It is said that there are
only one or two collieries on the north banks of the Tyne
that are not flooded.
The Prince of Wales arrived at Munich in the
evening of the Bth, on his way to the East. His Royal
Highness was accompanied by his future brother-in-law,
the Prinoe Louis of Hesse. The two Princes travel in the
strictest incognito, and intended to remain two or three
days in the Bavarian capital.
The Marquis and Marchioness of Ailsa have ar-
rived at the Burlington Hotel, Cork-street, from Culzean
Cantle, Scotland.

The Countess of Lincoln was safely delivered of
a daughter on Wednesday morning.
Viscount and Viscountess Castlerosse have left
town for Mantham Court, Worthing, on a visit to the
Marchioness Dowager of Bath.
NAPOLEON AND THE GOVERNOR OF SEVILLA...—.
"If the town does not surrender," said Napoleon to the
Governor, " within three days, je la ferai raser." "Permit
me to doubt it," was the quaint reply. "Your Majesty
would certainly not like to add to your titles of Emperor of
the French and King of Italy also that of Barber of Se-
villa I"—Once a Week.