The Sun.
London, England, 1848-05-11 00:00:00

E VENING, MAY II, 1848.

/1 the directors have paid to your affairs during the past
year, and from an arrangement recently made, by
which we shall have the more frequent at-
tendance of each of the directors than here-
tofore, that the institution cannot fail to pro-
gress. Heretofore the business management of
the society has devolved upon me to a great extent,
but for the future I shall be assisted by my colleaguez,,
who will attend with me every morning. I trust on
the next occasion we meet you that we shall be in a
condition to give a more satisfactory account of the
progress of the society.
The meeting then separated. I

them or the boats. A large volume of smoke vets
observed on shore, apparently as if they had bee*
burning some bodies. The canoes attempted to ere
chase, but a strong wind fortunately aided the Van-
guard's crew in getting clear out to sea. She was then
hauled upon a wind till daybreak the following morning,
when they made for the bay, and remained cruising
about for three days, in the hope of obtaining some is..
formation of the unfortunate master and his men. The
moment the vessel arrived at Sydney, and the particulate
of the outrage were communicated to his Excellency the
Governor, dispatches were sent to the naval officer at
New Zealand to proceed in a vessel and seek redress of
the natives—part of the survivors of the crew of the
Vanguard to accompany him. It is feared two vessels'
crews have met with a similar fate, and the vessels been
captured, during the preceding three months, no tidings.
having been heard of them since.

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TO " THE PEOPLE" OF ENGLAND.
A SONG.
(From the Weekly Dispatch.)
Onward ! " Liberty and Reason !"
This is now broad Europe's shout ;
England, it were moral treason
Were thy lion voice left out.
Britons ! keep your banner waving,
Hang it forth in Freedom's sun;
But beware the braggart raving,
That would talk of sword and gun!
Trust not to the brawling leaders,
Lighting ye with Fury's brand!
'Tis brain-feeders,-.—not blood-breeders,—
That shall purify the land!
Heed not those whose noisy yelling
Fain would waken Tumult's din;
Let a nobler voice be swelling,
In the battle ye must win!
Shew that ye have sense and feeling,
Fit to gain and guard your place ;
Let your own determined dealing
Meet oppression face to face I
Not with weapons red and reeking,
NDt with anarchy's wild flame ;
But with loud and open speaking,
In " the People's" mighty name !
Wisely think, and boldly utter
What ye think, in Wisdom's speech;
But ye must not even mutter
Words that only madmen teach !
Ye shall soon have wider Charters !
England hears the startling cry
Of her poor and honest martyrs,
And her " glory" must reply.
Ask for all that should be 'granted!
Shew the fester of neglect;
If a " People's" love is wanted,
" People's Rights" must have respect!
Let the great ones, high in station,
Lift their eyes, and see at length
Ye are pillars in the nation,
That alone ensure its strength!
Tell your Rulers they must levy
Fairer weights on wearied backs!
Say the coffers that are heavy,
Best can yield the heavy tax!
Tell the Church, its first great Pastor
For his " Sermon on the Mount!"
LiHttlaedhnaod gthaethcerherdisNie
Christian Master
taostecorunt ;
Say the Prelates--crammed unduly—
TLe GTlSelnhthould divide their bloated spoil
With the humbler Priests, who truly
Serve mankind with ill-paid toil I
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And ye will not have State vermin
Tell aloud your hearts are loyal -
Yet the idle and the Royal
Must
Shewthat not
ye hsucakvevvibravely 'a
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That ye are noteech" tongue l
"brutes" ands" fools ;"
Say that ye will shun the " prison "
When they give ye " work" and" schools I'
Tell your wise and great Law Makers,
(Moral o'er their meat and wine),
That they might become Law Breakers,
Left, like ye, to pinch and pine!
Think they, with short-sighted meanness,
Ye are weaker 'Death their will,
With your flesh in wolfish leanness,
And your minds less nourished still!
Let " the People " have their " College:"
Untaught men are fearful things:
Only crucibles of Knowledge
Serve to melt Crime's fetter rings!
Sons of England, be ye steady!
'Tis your heads, and not your hands,
That shall prove ye fit and ready
To enlist in Freedom's bands!
Trust not to your brawling leaders!
Scorn to spring with tiger claws!
'Tis truth-herders—not steel-speeders—
That shall triumph in your cause.

League in firm, unflinching quiet;
Use your presses, print and read!
If you ope the gate of Riot,
Wives and little ones must bleed!
Onward! " Liberty and Reason!"
Let this be the chorus cry;
And not a heart will dream of treason
If wise Senate lips reply!

ELIZA COOL