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THE SUN.
LONDON, TUESDAY, OCT. 7, 1862.

Yesterday there duly appeared, according to
announcement in the Official Gazette at Turin, the
Royal Decree of Amnesty, countersigned by Signor
RATTAZZI. That counter•signature will, of course,
render the tardy boon all tbe sweeter to GARI-
BALDI ! Particularly accompanied, as the Royal
Decree is, by the Ministerial Report prefixed to it—
the Report addressed to the Italian Sovereign by his
wily Prime Minister. The announcement of the
kingly clemency throwing open the door of the
hero's prison at Varignano will have come so
charmingly to the knowledge of the victor of
Marsala, the hermit of Caprera, the victim of
Aspromont,e, breathed as it is in the accents of no
other than Signor URBAN RATTAZZI. If anything
could possibly have tended to enhance for GARI-
BALDI the bitterness of the misfortunes befalling him
in consequence of his late mad and most melancholy
enterprise, it would be the time at whin, the man-
ner in which, and the medium through which the
Amnesty is thrust upon his acceptance. It has been
delayed so tediously and granted at last so grudg-
ingly. It has been conveyed to the wounded
General's knowledge through a channel so
peculiarly unacceptable. It has been vouch-
safed in a manner so insultingly condescending.
" The motive," says Signor RATTAZZI, with ineffable
and therefore most galling and irritating coolness,
" The motive which had compelled your MAJESTY
to withstand the generous intentions of your heart
no longer exist. The rule of the law is again con-
solidated. Confidence in your frank but at the
same time prudent policy has moderated the im-
patience which had pushed GARIBALDI on the path
of rebellion. By the catastrophe of Aspromonte
we could perceive that if, while fighting in your
name, he would still achieve prodigious results,
this could not continue to be the case when, having
forgotten his duty, he took up arms against your
rights, whatever might have been his ultimate
intentions. At present Italy is reassured ; recalls
the services rendered by GARIBALDI [what conde-
scension ! what affecting generosity!], and wishes
to forget his errors. [So kind!] This desire of
the country is echoed by all the friends of the
liberty and unity of Italy," It was but very
recently remarked by an eye - witness of
the festive and courtly pageantries attend-
ant upon the late marriage of the young
Princess, now Queen of PORTUGAL, that the jaunty
form of the unpopular Italian Premier was ob-
served moving about among the glittering groups
towards the close of those ceremonials, switching
a little yellow cane with the air less of a statesman
than of a petit maitre. Readie g these particularly
self-complacent sentences in the Ministerial Report
penned by Signor RATTAZZI—it seems for all the
world as if he were labouring, for the moment,
under the delusion that. while committing the
words to paper, he was switching that little
yellow cane across the shoulders of the
Captive of Varigneno. Quoth Signor RAT-
TAZZI, 'With a cheerful flourish of the pen
or of the yellow cane—it seems difficult to
decide which at the moment appeared to him to be
more probably within his grasp—" When it was
necessary to combat rebellion, the Government pro-
posed the most energetic measures. But all danger
has now ceased. The Ministry therefore becomes
the interpreter of these generous wishes, and asks
clemency of your MAJESTY. We should have
wished to extend this amnesty to all who have
participated in the insurrection, but the necessity
of upholding the sentiment of military duty in
the army prevents us from
including soldiers
who have deserted amongst those to whom
pardon is granted." The Minister addingc, in
regard to this with a sublime unconsciousness of
tho imputations capable of
being cast (certain in
history to be cast) upon the secret
p 3 r icy of his ad-
ministration, first of all in fostering
GARIBALDI'S
hones, and then in crushing them—‘, The honour of
our flag [the less said about that, by the way, after
Asproinonte, perhaps the better and the more ad-
vis:ible, all things considered !], the honour of our
flag forbids our taking extenuating circumstances
into consideration in their favour." Would it not
be advisable, then, upon the same principle, to drag
before some military tribunal, and to try, one after
another, by court-martial, those officers in Sicily
who, to the number of ten, twenty, thirty,
forty, tore off their epaulettes, laid down their
swords, voluntarily resigned the KING'S commis-

sion, rather than bear arms against him, whom,
through good report and through ill report,
they still regarded to the last, they still re-
gard, we may be sure, to this moment as
the Greatest Soldier of Italy ? If merely "to
think " the KING'S death, according to the axiom
of the old loyal king-consults of the middle ages,
was, in the eye of the law, not a jot less an act of '
" leze Majeste" than actually to attempt the assas-
sination of the SOVEREIGN—surely, by a parity
of reasoning, it can scarcely be fair to deal thus
harshly with the private soldiers of the Royal army
of Italy, who would go With GARIBALDI, and yet,
at the same time, with singular inconsistency, to
deal so leniently with the officers of that Royal
Army who would not go Against him ! Perhaps,
upon mature reflection, the KING would do well to
revise this part of his tardy, and still though tardy,
incomplete, and because tardy, most ungracious
Amnesty.

After all that has been said about the "Riotous
Meeting" in Hyde-park, we must frankly express
our opinion that the picture has been overdrawn.
Amongst such vast numbers, every one's indivi-
dual observation is, of course, limited. We can
assure our readers that, being in the Park, and
curious to see what was going on, we easily got
to within a few yards of the foot of the mound,
and remained near it till the people began to
disperse, and the last word we could think of
applying to the affair would be the word " Riot."
There was no organisation on the part of the
vast majority—the Garibaldians—because the
Working Men's Committee had declined to hold
the projected public meeting; still, all without
concert, as the action was on their part, though
more than thirty to one, they did nothing brutal.

The Irishmen were, certainly, the aggressors.
They took possession of what had been the Gari-
baldiani platform ; and, though there had been no
intention to use it to-day, yet it was rather too
much for Englishmen's patience to see the Gari-
baldi platform occupied by his enemies.
The Irish, too, were the aggressors, in
coming armed with formidable cudgels, while
nu one else had more than -a light walking cane.
At length, after a very large mass of Englishmen,
all, of course, favourable to the cause of the Italian
Hero, had gathered round the mound, it was resolved
that the POPE'S own, and a ragged regiment they
were, should not carry off the honours of the day.
Summoned to capitulate they refused, and no alter-
native was left but to dislodge them. This was at
last accomplished by not mere than seven or eight
fine fellows of the Guards, who after one or two
attempts—meeting cudgels with fists, or wresting
them from their possession—drove the Papal band
down among the crowd. Cardinal WISEMAN, like
a prudent general, kept out of harm's way, and
only visited the outskirts of the field in his carriage,
around which a large crowd collected; what orders
he gave, no one conveyed to our ears. Doubtless
they were touching peace on earth—with perhaps
a pro mise of absolution to any who should break
the peace, er Garibaldian heads, in honour of the
Holy Father. _

Of course, when a knot of the angry Paddies
got among the crowd, and were beginning to ex-
press their wrath by the use of their shillelaghs,
the crowd would give them chase, wrest their clubs
from them, and hand them over to the care of the
police. Many such episodes we saw, but none
within our observation which amounted to more
than rather rough sport. Irishmen, indeed, must
have thought it very gentle sport. We cannot
doubt that in the Seven Dials, at night, the verdict
was, that the Englishmen were flats for not break-
ing every one of their heads with their own sticks.
The truth is, we never saw a better looking public
meeting, all with hardly an exception, save
the Irish, who rejoiced in moleskin jackets, and

those not always of the cleanest, were really
well dressed. Had GARIBALDI himself seen the
meeting from the top of the mound, he must have
thought that one or two hundred thousand of the
" respectability" of the metropolis had turned out to
honour their favourite Patriot. When the " Redan,"
as the mound was called, was gained, of course the
cheering was tremendous—" GARIBALDI for ever,"
"Down with the POPE," and a forest of hands (not
dirty, as has been stated, we can affirm from seeing
them) held up for the hero, naturally followed. The
military heroes of the Redan were then hoisted on
the shoulders of the people who had followed them
up the mound, including a young Scotch drummer,
and of course amidst enthusiastic cheering. The
soldiers certainly did their part like true Britons ;
instead of indulging such a coward thought as to
use their bayonets, notwithstanding the provocation
of being resisted with clubs, they did not even use
their sword belts, and clapped their hands on their
own bayonets to prevent their being drawn out,
actually fighting with but one hand. In fact, the
whole affair, so far as we could see—and we saw a
great deal—would be much more properly described
as a " lArk" than a " Riot." Certainly the public
peace was not endangered. No one who did not
like the game had any occasion to mingle in it. We
can hear of but one felony in the immense crowd.
Good temper and laughter, not fury, were, to our
knowledge, the order of the day. Indeed, but for
the anger of Cardinal WISEMAN'S corps, and their
unjustifiable violence against the vast numbers who
really met them with remarkable good humour,
there would not have been more roughness than is

incident to many popular games.
We have thought it but fair to the public
who were not present, to tell them all we saw, lest
they should form their opinion exclusively from
the police reports, and from those of others to
whom the meeting presented a very different
suffered no inconvenience, were
aspect. We can only say, that in the very
midst of it all we
exposed to no danger, and though we might now
and then have to exclaim at the violence of an irate
Paddy, and to lament the temporary suffering of
his victim, it almost always ended in a hearty laugh
at the way in which the clublaw man was "served
out."
Whatever blame there was certainly rests with
the Irish. They were the BOWYERS and O'DoNo-
HUES, of a mob ; nor, do we know that the
Paddies caught much worse relative treatment than
the commoners meet with, when they see fit to de-
nounce Italy and her Hero to an assembly
which
heartily believes in them. What can possess the
POPE's Parliamentary Irish brigade, or his
Seven Dials brigade, to merge all their feelings
as Britons, in fighting for what is now the nuisance
to Liberal Europe—the POPE'S temporal power—
we cannot understand. Enjoying as they do the
liberties purchased by revolution at home--enjoy-

ing as Catholics the religious liberties and civil
rights, purchased by almost revolutionary but quite
justifiable proceedings in Ireland, under the reign
of O'CONNOR—to US and to all Englishmm it seems
like the most heartless ingratitude not to wish for
Catholics at Rome the privileges Catholics in Eng-
land, and in other countries too, so largely enjoy.
If they were superstitious enough to believe that
their soul's eternal salvation depended on the
POPE'S temporal power, we might, while the super-
stition lasted, excuse their selfishness. But see-
ing that the POPE has himself explicitly declared
that the " temporal power is not a dogma

of faith"—their illiberality is surprising, and it ne- •
cessarily alienates all respectable Englishmen from
them.
To deny to Italian Catholics what they
clamour for as Irish or English Catholics—to de-
mand that French bayonets shall for ever hold the
necks of the Romans under the feet of the POPE--
to see Italian Catholics ground beneath the worst
government of Europe, and denied the slightest
freedom of speech, writing, or action—while they
themselves go to the verge of treason—to look on all
this with complacency, that their Vicar of CHRIST,
as they believe him to be, may clutch
to the last a worldly dominion openly
repudiated by CHRIST himself—such things
as these it is which nourish the deep-seated
hatred of JOHN BULL to the Papacy. If Popery—
is the short and homely argument—can so dena-
tionalise British Freemen, then it is not worthy to
be the religion of Freemen. We much wonder that
Cardinal WISEMAN and the priests, who have abso-
lutely in their power the ignorant and brutal
rabble who dishonoured their religion in Hyde
Park last Sunday, do not issue their fiat against
these proceedings. One word from his carriage on
Sunday would have sent his riff-raff home in quiet.
Why was it not given ? We must confess we
think it much more reasonable that he should
tell his Irish, from the altar, that they
must not break heads for the POPE, and
to punish sympathy with civil and religious
liberty at Rome—than, that the tens of thousands of
decent working people in London should be pro-
hibited from peacefully expressing their opinions in
Hyde-park. If anything be prevented, it should be
the carrying of bludgeons or any other offensive
weapons in the parks. We should be slow to de
more than hinder from their purpose those who
went to an open-air meeting, as well as to an in-
door meeting, with obviously violent intentions.
Enough, we should think, if the authorities showed
heir determination to protect all who assembled
)eacefully.

A Pathetic Appeal (or perhaps it should be
called more correctly Protest) was published eleven
years ago in London against the Costume of
Civilians in familiar life nowadays. It was signed,
this document, by a great number of well known
and influential persons peculiarly competent to pro-
nounce an opinion upon the subject—artists, critics,
and the like. It appeared at the time of the first
great International gathering to take part in the
grand intellectual feast of a vast industrial and
scientific and artistic Exhibition. It was written
literally pro bono publico, and was addresEed to the
world at large while the Crystal Palace was yet
glittering upon the green sward of Hyde
Park. Among the signatures appended to the
Appeal or Protest, were those of Mr. Tom Taylor
and Mr. George Godwin, and of many of our dis-
tinguished Royal Academicians; among them—
Charles Leslie and Charles Landseer, David
Roberts and Abraham Cooper, H. W. Pickersgill
and W. F. Witherington. The majority of the
public at large, we doubt not, have for-
gotten long since everything whatever about
the protest we are here alluding to. It has
been reproduced nevertheless in its entirety not
long ago, recomposed, reprinted, republished by
womanly hands at Miss Emily Faithful's esta-
blishment. One paragraph of this singular docu-
ment we are tempted here to reproduce ourselves in
the form of a quotation. It is the paragraph in
which the whole purport of the Appeal or Protest
may be said, within the compass of a very few
words, to have been condensed. It runs as
follows

" Not to dwell on serious evils in regard to health and
comfort, arising from deficiency of ready adaptability to the
hourly variations of weather, it is remarkable, at this period
of advancing taste in architecture, furniture, and decoration
of every inanimate object, that little regard is paid to a
suitable presence. No costume of which there are any
traces was ever so inconsistent with grace, simplicity, and
dignity of aspect, none so uselessly complicated, as an Euro-
pean's of the present day. The unity of the figure is frit-
tered away. Stiff lines and angles disguise the body, and
an uncouth hat crowns the disfiguration. Groups
of men in the ordinary garb gratify no taste
but that of caricature ; neither painting or sculp-
ture can advantageously transmit to futurity a
faithful representation of any event constituted of such a
group. Nor does admixture of female fashions often ob-
viate the difficulty. Family groups of the present date
have seldom any charm beyond the kindred circle. To ex-
pect from art truthful representations of events in which
our contemporaries are engaged in their usual habits is to
expect meanness of aspect to express all that is noble.
Interesting as such faithful painting and sculpture would
certainly be to posterity, they must remain unattempted
until dress displays the flowing lines and harmonious
colours in which nature and art delight. Historical sub-
jects must continue to be sought in remote periods, and to
exemplify chiefly the imagination of the artist ; genuine
scenes of great interest will remain unknown in this high
department of art."

Eleven years have elapsed since our artists, and
critics pleaded thus earnestly with the
common sense of their fellowmen against their
dogged persistence in slavishly following out
the absurdities of what is called Fashion.
Yet, since then, within this last decade, there has
certainly been effected but very little improvement,
indeed, in the manner suggested. Oar male heads
are still crowned with the odious chimney-pot.
And if in coat, waistcoat, and " continuation s,',
(as our Yankee cousins first delicately ex-
pressed the forbidden word descriptive of the
nether garment), there are undeniable changes
for the better in the way of the easier
fit, arising from a greater amplitude of raiment
about the limbs and body—there are still
left those sharp and decidedly inartistic angles
complained of in the foregoing extract, angles re-
sulting from the union, particularly upon the
breast of certain sharply defined lines, diagonal, hori-
zontal, and perpendicular. As to the changes that
have taken place in female costume during these
last ten or eleven years, they are in every respect
nothing less than really deplorable. The fantastic
apology for a bonnet now in vogue, being only sur-
passed in absurdity by the nonsensical and
cruelly destructive crinoline. The general
adoption at last, by Englishmen, of the
beard has led to one humanizing improve-
meat at least in our habits, and to another in our
costume. The daily torture of rasping the face with
a razor has been, for the most part, very sensibly
abandoned. The semi-strangulation produced by
the united agency of the stiff upright shirt-collar
and the tight-fitting stock—has given place
to the ease of a clothing for the throat more
compatible with a sense of comfort in exist-
ence. Cannot a new and better epoch in
the annals of Everyday Costume date now from
this second Exhibition. Will not some benevolent
genius devote his energies so effectually to enhance
our personal comforts, that be will rid us at last of
this horrible cylindrical extinguisher called a hat?
A happy thought in this way by some ingenious
inventor might turn any felicitous substitute for a
hat, for him (the inventor) into a very " Cap of
FORTUNATUS'' a cap, that is, that would prove
to its contriver a very "Purse of FORTUNATUS."
__,----.

THE DON BARONETCY..—,ThiS baronetcy will
shortly be taken up by Mr. Wauchope of Edmonstone, who
is now being served heir-male to the title, through his great-
grandfather, Patrick Don, who assumed the name of
Wauchope on succeeding to the Edmoustone estate,--Kelso
Hail.