The Sun.
London, England, 1856-10-28 00:00:00

fore me could hear me say how proud I feel to be one of
them this day. (Cheers.) In the place I fill I have the
right to tell you, in the name of the good Queen I serve, ,
that her fine troops are welcome. (Tremendous cheering.)
I have the right to tell you in the name of the Irish
people—(cheer,)—that they love brave men—(hear and
cheers)—that they know that you, one and all, have
fought, and toiled, and bled, and would have died at
your posts—(cheers)—and so they have wished this day
fill your cups to the brim, and to give you the fat of
the land—not for the worth of the thing ; not by way of
gorging you with food, not for the stir pt one short hour ;
but to show you, and those who will come after you, and
who some day will march under the same flag, that—
(here some confusion occ. urred)—l say the Irish people
have spread the board to-day to show you and all who
will come after you, that your countrymen—aye, and
countrywomen too—(loud cheers)—that all wish to
thank you for what you have done, and to show you
that they remember you still in peace when the din of
war is over, and that they will toast you in their feasts,
and remember you in their prayers. (Tremendous
cheering.) We are here upon Irish ground, and Ire
land lies a right to give a welcome to heroes, be-
cause many and many she has sent forth to every
gi ade in your ranks. (Hear, hear.) But Irish
hospitality is not stinted to her own children.
As it was not asked when the cheer rose loudest in your
charge whether it had most of the English, or Scotch,
or Irish accent —(cheers.)—as it was not asked, when the
red blood flowed from the field and from the trench,
whether that red fluid gushed from English, Scotch, or
Irish veins—so here to-day you are seated side by side
at the same board—(cheers)— and ynu need no other
passport but the bright medal which glows upon your
manly breasts. (Cheers.) It is, indeed, a deep cause
of thankfulness to see you here thus—you who have
breasted the steep slopes of the Alma—you who have
d fished along the fatal pass of Balaklava.—(cheers)—you
who have held the blood-red heights of Inkerrnan—
heers)—you who have survived the midnight trench,
and thundering rampart, and death-filled hospital—it is
ula,' ter for deep gratitude to see you thus under a roof
of peace, and before a board of plenty. (Cheers.) I
know well, my friends, that your strength and your
blood would be again given to your country if your
country should require it of you. (Cheers.) But I
humbly trust it may be so ordered that those faces I now
see lighted up with such an honest glow may never again
be darkened by a frown upon an eiemy, but may ever
beam with good-will to your fellow-men, and gratitude to
your God. (Hear, and cheers.) I have now only to
add that, in my belief, neither a Lord-Lieutenant of Ire-
land, nor any other, person, ever heard his health drunk
by such a body of men; and I have only one word more
to say—which I do from my very heart to one and all
of you—May God bless you. (Loud and prolonged
acclamations.)"
Glorious words those—every one of them—words
that Ireland may well exult in hearing articulated
in her name by her own most conspicuous imper-
sonation, her chief ruler and representative, the
Viceroy of her beloved SOVEREIGN ! Attestation,
visible, audible, tangible, palpable—this Crimean
Banquet given in Dublin on the 22d of the
present October—that Ireland is in truth in 1856,
as we have said, tranquil, happy, loyal, pros-
perous !

Elsewhere in our impression of this evening
will be found, in, extenso, another of those im-
pressive orations periodically addressed to the
Grand Jury at Hull by the learned and eloquent
Recorder. Ultimately, we doubt not, destined to
be grouped together—these Juridical, or rather,
more strictly speaking, eminently Judicial Ad-
dresses—in the form of an Appendix to the col-
lected writings of the gifted and philanthropic
Member for Midhurst. Addresses affording evi-
dence of Mr. WARREN'S fervour as a moralist, and
of the glowing ardour and the practical application
of his benevolence, not less strikingly, to our
thinking, than his genius as a pathetic writer is
revealed through its earliest manifestation in the.
"Diary of a Physician," or than his exquisite
powers as a Humorist are displayed through their
most perfected development in " Ten Thousand
a Year." A selection at least from these earnest
Addresses to the Grand Jury at Hull by the
present learned Recorder of that borough must in
the fullness of time complete the Collective
Writings of SAMUEL WARREN almost as inevitably
as the Sermons appended to the more perfect
editions of the works of LAWRENCE STERNE, as
constituting a not Wholly inapt sequel to the
pathetic desoriptions of the " Sentimental Jour-
ney," and the comic pliantasies crowded together
in the laughter-moving extravagance of " Tris-

tram Shandy." The "Sermons" of STERNE being
the tribute offered to letters in his professional
character by the Divine : the " Charges" of Mr.
WARREN being also in some sort the tribute
offered to letters in his professional character as a
Lawyer, and not merely so—but signal evidences
likewise of his judicial capacity,' constituting
at the same time a striking earnest at once of his
aim as a legislator, and of his aspirations as a
philanthropist. Perhaps, all things considered,

the most remarkable of these same periodical
Charges to the Grand Jury at Hull, is precisely
the very one to which our journal of this evening
gives the advantage of so much additional circu-

latton. Certainly—one of the most impressive of
all Mr. WARREN'S orations as Recorder—as it is
also one of the most eloquent, encouraging, and

comprehensive.

A correspondent, signing himself "Human
tas," recalls to general remembrance, through our
impression of this evening, the claims of the
widow and orphans of a laborious and deserving
man of letters, upon public consideration. The
children and the relict, we mean, of the late un-
fortunate Mr. JOSEPH HAYDN, the ingenious editor
and industrious compiler of the " Book of Dates"
and of the " Book of Dignities''—two of the most
useful, as they are also two of the most popular
and standard works of reference recently contri-
buted to the treasury of our National Literature.
Productions, both of them, henceforth to be re-
membered in the same catogory with BURKE'S
" Peerage," and aItUDEN'S " Concordance." A
life honourably and usefully spent in the piling
up of such monuments of research and erudition
is surely entitled to some respectful and grateful
recollection. And what more signal evidence of
this respect and gratitude could be possibly
afforded than that of securing some provision for
the offspring of the ruined scholar—ruin6l and
wrecked in fortune, though triumphantly success-
ful in reputation. It will be seen that our corr.( •
spondent, in the co arse of his appeal in behalf of
Mrs. HAYDN and her partially orphaned -children,
makes due mention of the laudable but fruitless
efforts made by that hapless lady to recover, her
position, alad to afford her poor boys the advan-
tage of something at least bearing the semblance
of a respectable education. Honourable and
touching endeavours on her part, hitherto, alas !
entirely unsuccessful. Cannot something be done
for these children of the late Mr. JOSEPEL HAYDN
—the eldest a daughter aged fourteen, the second
a son one year younger, and the third a little
child of nine, in whose behalf a fruitless appeal
was recently made with a view to his admission
into the St. Ann's Charitable Institution Cannot
a speedy entrance be accorded to the two boy;
either into that school or into the more notable
' scholastic establishment of Christ's Hospital ? The
present really appears to u.s eractly one of the very
cases to which the eleemosynary boons hold out by
those kind of benevolent institutions are the moEt
peculiarly and gracefully applicable. Every one
who has a vote at the next vacancy, either for a
scholarship at the St. Ann's Home, or at Christ's
Hospital, should bear in mind the claims upon
their regard of the orphan sons of the late Mr.
JOSEPH HAYDN—and by so doing contribute one
more noble event to his " Book of Dates,"
securing to themselves, by so doing, a virtual
right for remembrance in connection with his other
master-compilation, the " Book of Dignities."

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