The Sun.
London, England, 1825-10-25 00:00:00

LMORNING ERRALD.]

It is with satisfaction we learn that the cotton
manufacture is making its way into the South of
Ireland. We stated some time ago that the low
price of labour would naturally draw manufac-
tures into that country as, for a similar reason,
they were formerly carried from England into
Scotland. The prediction already begins to be
verified, even in a district that had recently main-
tained a calamitous distinction for scenes of vio-
lence and terror. We allude to the western part
of the county of Cork, where, as was stated in
our Paper of yesterday, a manufactory in the cotton
trade is now established. Now this we hold to be a
more auspicious event for Ireland than if all the
lawyers of "the Association" where to hare " silk
gowns" and " patents of precedency" showered
down upon them ad libitum, or were to find a
market for their eloquence inside the walls of
Parliament, or a resting place for the soles of
their feet within the gates of the very paradise of
promotion, yet those sapient gentlemen would
make us believe, that unless their political specu-
lations are realized, the state of Ireland must
continue to be without hope or remedy. Their
talents for solemn farce are now pretty nearly
exhausted. From the commencement of Associa-
tions, Ireland has not been so tranquil as during

the period that has elapsed since their extinction;
even in those few months in which the voice of
" the leaders" has ceased to go forth with au-
thority, things appear returning to a natural state
—political excitement and alarm have subsided
—works of internal improvement are undertaken
—a sense of security diffuses itself, and manufac-
turers begin to make settlements where, not the
babbling of ♦ain men, but the cheapness of pro-
duction invites them. Genuine patriots are men
of not the most noisy pretension—they are gene-
rally as remarkable for simplicity of mind as for
singleness of action and unshaken integrity of pur-
pose. They do not make themselves the perpetual
theme of fulsome, unblushing adulation. They
do not cry up the policy one day which they de-
nounce the next, like those mock patriots who
are ever shifting their opinions to serve their own
interests, or to suit the taste of that body which
appears at once to be their master and their slave
the mob. Nor do they press into their service
those unprincipled men whore they know to he
destitute of even the colour of public virtue, but
abounding in gall, and who are equally ready to
worry one party with all their venom, or turn
on the other with a scorpions sting. No; it is
not by those marks of uprightness, consistency,
firmness and discretion that the leaders of the
Association are known. Their career has been

one equally violent and vacillating—intemperate in
manner—unsettled in the very principles of ac-
tion, with a boundless love of dramatic exhibition
and parade, they attempted to captivate the
senses of the people, while they were bewilder-
ing their understandings. They courted any coo-
operation, however rotten, and cared not how
much their cause might be disgraced, so that
their opponents could be annoyed. They are
now smarting under the castigation of their own
tools, that like edged instruments unskilfully
used, wounded the hands that grasped them.
Sensibility to shame, is, however, not one of their
weaknesses, and they talk, in the midst of their
exposure, of new melodramatic spectacle and
processions for the ensuing season. Such actors
never understand gentler expressions of pub-
lic displeasure until one universal burst of
indignation hisses them off the stage. We
are and have always been friends to civil and
religious liberty. We hate persecution of all
kinds, whether it come from a despot or a demo-
crat—from a politician or a theologian, and there-
fore are we the less inclined to protect the men
who intermeddle with public claims only to de-
grade them, and bring a great cause into ridicule
and disrepute by their folly, intemperance,
and selfish ambition. From this revolting picture
of political weakness and duplicity, we turn with
pleasure to the prospect that opens upon Ireland
with the introduction of the manufacturing arts.
The order, decency, comfort and intelligence
which they have introduced into the northern
. parts of that island, we hope to see soon extend-
ed to the west and south, and then will political
agitation lose the materials of disturbance.

THREE MARRIAGES ALL IM A Row.—On the
3d ult. Mr. Samuel Nodwell, jam., was married to Miss Ann
Pringle, both of this place. The marriage-feast was celebrated
at the house of the bridegroom's father, where the parties were
all as happy as love, and friendship, and whisky could make
them. Well, fashion or imitation extends even to matrimo-
nial affairs, and at the said feast Mr. Barney M'Janiter paid
his addresses to, and gained the affections of, his friend Mr.
Nodwell's eldest sister. Another wedding and another feast,
and that, too, within a week of the other. Mr. Nodwell, sari.,
again attended, and as he was now lonely from the want of the
society of his son and daughter, he was greatly in the humour
of falling in love himself. True he had other and younger
children, but every thing went wrong when they. were left
alone; and "och," said the widower, " there's nowt for me
but another wife ! Only yesterday, and what do you think the
imps did ?—put on a potful of unwashed potatoes, heaped a
whole measure of coals on the fire, boiled the murphies all to
tavers, and made the pot itself as red as the back of a soldier's
coat." This happened on the 11th current, and. on the 12t,h
the widower was out of his widowhood. At his daughter s
wedding he found a helpmate, and though he he no coach to
call, he set out on his marriage jaunt to bochmahen, snugly
`ensconced in his own cart, and returned in the evening buckled
hard and fast.—(Dionfrice Courier).