The Sun.
London, England, 1851-03-20 00:00:00

AMERICAN JOURNALISM.

We published a abort time ago a speech of Mr.
Cobden, in which he highly eulogized the press of
the United
to our
Stae comparing it with that of England,
much
disadvantage.si We extract the following
t
character given of tho Nei* York Courier by the
New York Day Book, as a specimen of the literary
amenities of our Transatlantic contemporaries,
whose example Mr. Cobden recommends us to
fol le w :

(From the Day Bo©k of Feb. 15 )
The larger the animal the more ridiculous are its
flounderinge and kickings in its last struggles—pro-
viding that animal, from its stealthy character end pesti-
lential influence, and long depredations on the corn
mueity, has made itself loathed and despised.
Such is the case with the Courier and Enquirer of this
city at the present time. Impudence, treachery, and
the worst kind of duplicity often, from various and mul-
tiplied causes, will succeed and be suffered for a long
time to exist in the community, especially in a city like
this, for the reason that time is too precious and the
business of each individual too important to enable any
one to take upon himself the duty which more properly
belongs to the whole.
The Day Book, faithful to its promise as an
independent journal, has taken upon itself to send ono of
its arrows to the vitals of the Courier, and hold up the
blanket-sheet towards the sun, where its patchwork,
threadbare and rotten condition can be seen in its true
light.
At one time possessed of the talents of MM. Noah
and of James Gordon Bennett, it obtained a notoriety
which, as soon as they left it (as we believe in disgust
and abhorrence), was
made the means by which the ac-
complished klackguard who now controls it commenced
his depredations on the community. And since that
time no press, in this country at least, has exhibited such
unblishing prostitution and profligacy.
And not satisfied with his 52,000 dolls. black mail
depredations, or the turning of widows and children
houseless and homeless upon the world, be adds another
and another to his victims, by means which his own
cowardice would not allow himself openly to employ--
"murder most foul" and fiendish; an unblushing bully
too cowardly to do the deed himself, though ever after
gloating over his victims—over the dead, and the living,
too, not less helpless in their feminine innocence and
juvenile dependence.
Success in crime for a series of years deadens the per-
petrator to all shame, save the shame and inconvenience
attending personal duress and hard labour. This is
precisely the case with James Watson Webb, the pro-
claimed editor of the Courier. Vain of his successful
frauds and duplicity, for ever vacillating and treacherous
to men, parties, and principles, lie goes on in his un-
blushing shame, 'while our bankrupt courts show his die-
acy, and our criminal records chronicle
him as a sentenced felon.
And now to prove him alive to the pains of physical
graceful profligacy,
duress, his coalition with William 11. Seward is ell suffi-
cient. We know of no other person, principle, or party.
during his long career, however deep and sacred his obli-
gations, which be has not abandoned in a much shorter
time than this coalition has existed. But Seward is too
smart, and continually reminds him that but for his cle-
mency he would have gone to the State Prison; and that
the mere hap that he had the pardoning power saved
him from hard labour, and, perhaps, from the occasional
lash—just the only kind of puniequient of which the bully
convict stands in fear.
Wo give Webb the credit—for once he ie true to his
friend, and we give him a long mark 1 The refined and
accomplished demagogue bids him mount the black hobby
of tib"liti"oism and spiced his blanket-sheet over all
the " seven heads end tun horn." of the black monster.
Lie does; and now, shot at in every by-path and corner,
the whole concern is reeling in its sickness and asking
to be propped up while it is grasping at every hold to
to prevent its final fall. Let it be transfixed to that wall
where the Day Book has driven it.

,
THE NEMPiETT MURDER.--The widOW of Wil-
kins, who was so cruelly murdered some weeks since at this
village, has been pronounced out of danger, and the wounds
she received from the ruffians on that occasion are nearly
healed. A subscription has been raised on her behalf.
BAPTISM IN A EIVER.--Ori Sunday morning last,
three individuals (two males and a female) were publicly bap-
tised in the River Nidd, at F.lnaresborougb, by Mr. Franklin,
Baptist minister of that town, in the presence of a large !mul-
titude vf Ppectatia,