The Sun.
London, England, 1834-09-26 00:00:00

piness in Ireland. No virtue can thrive—no fraternal
feeling can flourish, in the present poisoned atmos-
phere of Ireland. The people cannot be blind to this ;
the most ignorant must know it by this time. As to
O'CONNELL WhOSC—

" Champions are—the Preyhets and Apostles,
His weapons holy saws of sacred writ,"
we believe that even his sleek devotional aspect is
seen through, and that his tools begin to feel the
purpoies for which he employs them. Let them
then throw off the yoke which he or any demagogue
would impose upon them. They have wrongs to re-
dress, it is true ; but they have the Government ready
and willing to assist them. They say they are de-
spised—that their complaints have been spurned—but
we ask them from whom do they expect honour if
COBBETT claim their generalship ? Will a nation be
respected at home or abroad who consents to be yoked
to the car of a demagogue, who lives by a penny
subscription? Let Ireland assume her natural position ;
let her shake from her mighty limbs the fetters with
which demagogues enthral her—let her take her proper
stand in the empire, and she will command respectful
attention to whatever she may suggest—obedience to
whatever she may command, consistent with the safety
and the majesty of the United Kingdom.

The 4, great" Protestant Meeting, from which the
Irish Orange papers have been anticipating wonders
for weeks past, took place on Monday last, at Cavan.
The time and place were well chosen, and the Meeting
itself had been advertised and placarded for a long time
before it took place, so that no one could possibly be
ignorant of it ; yet, notwithstanding all this, notwith-
standing, too, that circulars were despatched to
all the Orangemen of rank, talent, and in-
fluence in the North, the very utmost number
that the fanatics could get together was about
a thousand ! Never was so signal a failure.
Even a puppet-show would have attracted a greater
crowd. All the elite of the party studiously kept
aloof ; though, to make amends for this desertion,
there were lots of women and children who came to
gaze On the Rev. MARCUS BERESFORD, with the
same sort of wonder with which they would have gone
out to gaze on Punch. Of parsons, too, there seems
to have been a pretty considerable sprinkling ; but
this of course, for mischief was supposed to be on foot,
and mischief is the element in which your red-hot
Orange parson best thrives. For he " is nothing, if
not mischievous."

We have read the speeches delivered at this Meet-
ing with some attention, but excepting that they are
duller than usual, can see nothing in them worth no-
tice. The two crack orators of the day were both par-
sons. And such parsons! They may be equalled in
the North of Ireland—though that is doubtful—but
here, in England, they would stand without a rival.
These paragons of all that they should not be, were—.
the Rev. WILLIAM MARTIN and the Rev. MAR-
CUS BERESFORD. The former eulogized the bigots
of a past age ; the latter the bigots of the present.
Both praised themselves and their faction ;
both denounced O'CONNELL and the Catholics ; the
former in that dull, narcotic language which provokes
sleep rather than a smile ; the other, in words so fierce
and fiery; that their very vehemence begets derision.
Our business, however, is chiefly with MARCUS. He
was the great Punch of the day. His colleague was
merely the subordinate Punchinello, or little Punch.

The Reverend Gentleman commenced with a few
plaintive wailings on• the fallen state of the Irish
Orangemen ; and then proceeded to denounce " that
horrid spirit of concession," which Ministers had of
late adopted. On this portion of his subject he was
all storm and tempest. The church, he said, was sa-
crificed. Indeed it was as good as dead already. But
where was the great injury sustained ? In what por-
tion of its ritual, or discipline, or doctrine ? Were
its Ministers forbidden longer to preach the word of
GOD ? Were they discountenanced in their virtuous
efforts to improve the minds and manners of the .flocks
committed to their charge ? Was it here, in these vital
points, that the church had received a stab ? Oh, no ;
these were trifling matters, the case was a far more
alarming one. The church was not shorn of her spi-
ritual influence. She was shorn only of her pecuniary
means. This was the sense in which the church of
the Rev. MARCUS BERESFORD had fallen ; and this
was the sense in which he most deplored her decay.
" A grievous tax," he said, " was put upon all future
incumbents"—" tithe property was diminished three
shillings in the pound"—" again last Session there
was another attack made on the property of the
Church"—" the incomes of the Clergy were dimi-
nished," &c.

These extracts give us a clear insight into an
Orange parson's notions of a " Church." He has
clearly no idea of it as a divine calling, instituted
for the improvement of mankind ; but considers
it a mere trade by which the select few are
to make money. It is with him a synonym for
wealth,—a mere matter of pounds, shillings,
and pence ; and from the business-like terms in which
he talks of its decay, you would swear he was appre-
hensive that it would very shortly figure in the Gazette.
The Orange parson's church, is not the church
of the apostles, but of Mammon. Its doc-
trine is, not to give to the poor, but to take
from the poor—not to inculcate " peace on earth
and good-will towards men," but to sow the seeds
of " envy, hatred, malice, and all uncharitableness."
Can we wonder that a church like this is fallen from
(c its high estate ;" or that a parson like MARCUS BE-•
nEsionD bewails its fall in "sack-cloth and ashes?"
His family are absolutely wallowing in church prefer-
ment. Nothing is too mighty, nothing too small, to
escape the maw of a BERESPORD. Bishoprick—
deanery—stall—rectory—vicarage ;—" his great re-
venge hath stomach for them all." Like the leech,
he is never satisfied ; but, like the leech, being full, it
is high time he should be compelled to disgorge a little.

Lord de Roos is arrived in Park-place from a Con-
tinental tour.

YORK GRAND MUSICAL FESTIVAL.--On Wed-
nesday last, a meeting of gentleman in this city and neighbour-
hood, at which his Grace the Archbishop, and the very Rev.
the Dean of York were present, was held for the purpose of
making preliminary arrangements for the Grand Musical
Festival which it is now finally determined is to take place in
our Minster next autumn. A list was submitted to the meet-
ing, containing the names and contributions of those noblemen
and gentlemen who had already subscribed to the guarantee
fund, and very liberal additions were made to it by the gentle-
men present. W e observed with pleasure handsome contribu-
tions placed against the following names, viz.:—his Grace the
Archbishop of York, the Very Rev. the Dean of York, the
Duke of Leeds, Lord Fitz william, Lord Harewood, Lord
Howden, the Recorder of York, Mr. Alderman Oldfield,
Francis Cbolmley, Esq., J. Tweedy, Esq., and Messrs. Swann
and Co. We understand there is good reason to hope that
their Majesties the King and Queen will honour the Festival
with their presence, and that the Duchess of Kent and the
Princess Victoria have signified their intention of being pre-
sent. The Festival is to be on the same magnificent scale as
the last, and will present a splendid concentration of musical
talent. The profits are to be applied to the fund for complet-
ing the restoration of the Minster, and also, as heretofore in
aid of charitable institutions.—York Chronicle.,