The Sun.
London, England, 1849-04-11 00:00:00

purchasers may generally be looked upon as persons I
likely to improve their newly-acquired properties.
In calculating the amount that they propose to lay
out they do not regard the purchase-money alone,
but they also consider the sums that may be re-
quired to bring the lands into the best con-
dition, to drain the soil and to erect the
necessary offices for the due enjoyment of
the several farms. By these means extensive
employment would be afforded to the people—industry
would be encouraged—while the value of the lands
would be materially enhanced. It would be parti-
cularly desirable that small capitalists should be en-
couraged, that a sturdy yeomanry should be obtained
to plough and cultivate their own farms for their own
use, without being liable to any demands but those
of the public collectors. It was by such men that
Ulster was colonized, that the most barren soil was
rendered the most productive, and their descendants
have still maintained the character, and followed in
the footsteps of their progenitors. It is by
such men that Munster and Connaught caa be
civilized, improved, and assimilated in their con-
dition and property to the northern province, and
such men can only be obtained by abolishing the
cumbrous technicalities by which the law of real
property is incumbered, and by the adoption of a
cheap, expeditious, and secure mode of transfer, by
means whereof lands could be disposed of with as
much freedom and security as any other description of
property.

It can scarcely be forgotten that upon the occasion
of the bombardment of Vienna by Prince WIN-
DISCHGRATZ, a certain anonymous Oxonian acquired
a momentary and rather unenviable notoriety by a
disgraceful correspondence, written by himself from
that scene of pillage and slaughter. It will be re-
membered by the majority bow this veracious gentle-
man traduced the unfortunate inhabitants of the
Austrian capital! how he trampled upon the
fallen, how he cracked his sardonic jokes at the
students who were being shot down in the
trenches in battues, and who, only a few
days before, had received him amongst them-
selves with fraternal hospitality ! Well just
such another credible and creditable authority
has recently made his appearance among the Hunga-
rians. This time, however, the Sir Oracle is an
anonymous military personage—always anonymous !
The public are now expected to swallow the paper pel-
lets not of a graduate, but of a subaltern. The infamy
of the calumniator is generously diffused by him not
over a venerable university, but over the surface of a
noble and honourable profession. We are to chew
the leek while Captain BOBADIL, with an unbounded
capacity of imagination, and an unbridled license of
expression, tells us all about his travels and ad-
ventures.

His narrative opens in the approved style of
romance, almost, indeed, in the imprescriptable
phraseology of G. P. R. JAMES—" One incle-
ment evening in January, two travellers might
have been seen wending their way down
the declivity which leads towards Debreczin."
One of these travellers was your humble servant, the
annonymous " British Officer "—the other was con-
ducting him, in the character of a prisoner, to a more
secure place of confinement. With that delicacy of
language so becoming him as a gentleman and an
officer, the narrator describes his escort in the most
felicitous terms, as " a drunken scoundrel of a cor-
poral." Not that the poor fellow is to be regarded
as a votary of Baccnus, or a moral opponent
of Father MATHEW, or a physical opponent of Dr.
CULTER/YELL—for the phrase is very loosely employed
by the writer throughout his correspondence as a
general epithet, without any exact meaning beyond
that of direct scurrility. It figures, indeed, wherever
he happens to be at a loss for an opprobrious adjec-
tive—and we thus hear him speak more than once of
"the drunken soldiery," and the like. Well, be it
known, this " drunken scoundrel of a corporal" leads
the unfortunate British officer a precious dance over
the country—showing him in his state of incarcera-
tion " like a wild beast," sometimes, " when
a sufficient number of curious were collected
outside "—or telling (not to the marines,
but to the peasantry) the most extravagant tales
about bis charge, in the different villages through
which they happened to pass. But this is not all, he
is dragged into the presence of the renowned Leader
of the Hungarian Revolution—" Mr. KOSSUTH," as
he calls him with the spiteful flippancy of a chamber-
maid, as if a mere prefix of " Mr." could have de-
graded the glory of a TELL, or a HOFEE, or a WAL-
LACE ! And Mr. KOSSUTH of course incontinently flies
into a violent psssion, " putting himself into one of his
theatrical positions, and in the most insulting language
ordering that on the following day I should be brought
before a drum-head court-martial and shot." How
the British Officer managed to escape from these im-
minent and extraordinary perils he does not conde-
scend to;mention. And certainly it does appear most
miraculous how he contrived to get out of the clutches
of such savages as he describes the Hungarian pea-
santry to be, or at least to escape without losing his
, nose, or one of his ears, or some other indispensable
feature. Yet he doss escape unharmed and escapes
from a rabble habituated, according to his account, to
daily assassination. " This system," says he, "is
now a favourite one with Mr. Kossurn and
his myrmidons: they abuse a person to the mob, the
mob then murder this person, and then they shout
La justice du people)" A polite mob, by the way,
to utter their cries in the elegant idiom of the Pari-
sians—instead of in their own rough vernacular. But
looking at the matter seriously—here, the very
writer of the above paragraph, has himself been abused-
to that mob, over and over again, in various Hun-
garians villages, and yet be comes out of the bloody
ordeal scatheless to tell us all about it, and to malign
the very people who have spared him his miser-
able I existence As to KossuTu's brutality
—we beg pardon of the British Officer —as to
KOSSUTR'S brutality of deportment the descrip-
tion tallies exactly with those furnished to the last '
generation about NAPOLEON kicking his marshals on
a reception day, beating his wife, swearing at his
mother, and introducing the manners of the most dis-
orderly barrack into the imperial saloons of the
Tuileries—accounts which were believed, even in
their best days, only by Mr. SATAGE LANDOR and
half-a-dozen old women in some out-of-the-way
corner of the United Kingdom. The Hungarian
movement of independence is not to be impeded by
any cock-and-a-bull story about a convicted forger
acting as the secretary to the Chief of the Revolu-
tion, any more than the English Revolution could
have been prevented by asserting that SCUOMBERG
cheated his antagonist at trick-track, or that a liaison
was thriving between some nameless frau and Wu,
Liam the Stadtholder.

Everything that is of the smallest importance is
" let out" reluctantly by the British Officer in the
midst of his vituperations. He says, in one sentence,
that " Bzia's career is run ;" and yet immediately
afterwards it is acknowledged that the Austrian
troops are at Rimnik in Wallachia. How come
they in Wallachia at all, unless our previous accounts
are correct, that this same BEM, whose " career is
run," had gained a great victory over the Imperial-
ists, and had driven them in confusion be-
yond the frontiers ? Again, about the re-
lative behaviour of the Absolutists and their
opponents in the Danubian Principalities, we
have this decisive admission from the organ of
absolutism :—" The Turks at Galati," says he, "are
amiability itself, paying in the handsomest manner for
everything
e The Russians here, on the
contrary, have had their
they require.
soldiers quartered on the
peasants since the month of November, have forced
them to supply food and fuel, and have not paid a
piastre." So much for these involuntary admissions in
favour of the Mussulmen and the Hungarians—so
much for these splenetic and impotent aspersions on a
peasantry who are rising as our ancestors rose in
168$, to vindicate their nationality and to secure their
independence.

A hint to the army and to the universities !—When
these anonymous scribes compromise the dignity of a
seat of learning and the honour of a distinguished
service, would it not be as well to institute such in-
quiries as should lead to the detection of the indivi-
duals, so that by publishing their names the odium of
their malevolence and of their calumnies might fall
exclusively upon themselves, and not be attached in-
discriminately to their professions ?

Lord John Russell has requested the Irish Mem-
bers to meet him in. Downing-street on Wednesday, the
18th instant, at eleven o'clock.