The Sun.
London, England, 1853-04-19 00:00:00

prised among all this ft:rmidable " ammunition !"
That the house belonging to KOSSUTH—who re-
sides, by the way, out in the direction of the
Regent's-park—proves in the end to be an old
warehouse at Rotherhithe! That these premises
have actually been known to be so occupied during
the last six years by the servants of the CROWN!
And that this miserable little stock of unloaded
shells and rockets had positively, of late, been
offered, more than once, for sale to her MAJESTY'S
Government. The story about the Cock and the
Bull in "Tristram Shandy" was nothing to this.
It might have extorted an oath from UNCLE TOBY
much more readily than the threatened death of
LEFEVRE—and an oath, too, such as the Record-
ing Angel might quite as willingly have obliter-
ated.

After thiS, it is seriously to be hoped that the
enemies of that great man who has taken shelter
on the shores of England—if they cannot respect
his solitude either in homage for his genius or in
sympathy for his misfortunes—will be somewhat
more cautious in future before they again venture
to appear as his calumniators. Hitherto they have
failed notoriously in each of their mean and de-
testable attacks upon his reputation. It were well
for themselves if henceforth they evinced upon
this subject somewhat more of circumspection,
and well also, let us add, for the honour and glory
of British Journalism.

Scarcely a month has gone by since we were
told that ICosstrrs was associated with MAZZINI in
stirring up the last melancholy semblance
of an Italian insurrection. In proof of
this 'assertion notice was drawn to a rather
remarkable proclamation. The people were re-
commended to observe that this proclamation,
posted on the walls of Milan during the dis-
turbances, was formally authenticated with Kos-
sun's signature. Well, we all know by this
time how true that was. We all know tolerably
well that the document turned out to be—
a forgery ! MAZZINI might argue the point
ingeniously enough, with his sophisms and
quibbles—but there the matter stands' plainly
and unmistakeably before the world—a for-
gery, if there was such a thing as a for-
gery ever perpetrated. Then—it has not been
forgotten how many scandalous rumours came
floating across the Atlantic to us from the United
States--attributing to the noble-hearted Magyar
a willingness to trade upon the interest excited in
America in behalf of the unfortunate Hungarians.
How far there was any accuracy in those im-
putations we have learnt no less fully long
since and if there should still remain,
in some minds, any uncertainty upon this
point, nothing more is required than to glance
over the truthful pages in which the PULSZKYS
have recounted their travelling recollections.
Deterred, however, by no consideration of this
kind, the traducers of KOSSUTH have been reviving
their old fables about plots, fire-arms, and refugees
—with a view to cast odium upon the cause of
one who has ever acted throughout his career
with the valour of a Hero, and with the candour,
the boldness, and the simplicity of a PATRIOT
STATESMAN. How utterly they have failed in
this last wretched endeavour we have seen.
Doubtless their want of success in the present
instance will in no way prevent them from renew-
ing their attempt at the first available opportunity.
However, a word in your ear, 0 public !—hence-
forth you will know what confidence to repose in
the assurances of men who are the convicted tra-
ducers of the brave unfortunate !