The Sun.
London, England, 1860-01-17 00:00:00

beyond the the reach of contradiction, in spite of how
much jubilation on the part of the Madrid news-
papers, in spite of how many felicitations ti ans-
mitted to her warriors in Africa from the Spanish
Sovereign ! Who shall enumerate them ? Who
cares to enumerate them ? We have been reading of
them forweeks and weeks past in journals, English,
French, and Spanish. We have heard of all but
the solemn chaunting of the Te Deum of thanks-
giving in the Spanish churches and cathedrals.
Ceuta still, however, the place from whence are dated
these tidings of hypothetical victory ! Tetuan still
barely visible to the pseudo-victors beyond the
lines of the Moorish encampment—far away upon
the extreme verge of the distant horizon !
Estimating the relative value of the claims upon
our sympathy appertaining: to the belligerents in
this unfortunate conflict—we must in justice and
in truth allew those of the Moors considerably
and conspicuously to preponderate. If we want
proof positive of the accuracy of which assertion we
have only to turn our regard retrospectively to our
position in times past as the lords and guardians of
the Rock of Gibraltar, and as such the conserva-
tors of tho world's watery highway between the
ocean and the Mediterranean. Who have always re-
mained, in war and in peace, through good report
and through evil report, our staunch friends, ready
at all times when occasion required to victual our
garrison there upon that iron and rocky fastness
of Gibraltar ? Who but the Moors ? While, on
the other hand—Who have ever regarded our posi-
tion there at Gibraltar with persistent, and per-
verse, and pertinacious jealousy ? Who but our
dear friends and allies the Spaniards ? Out of a
mere reciprocation of good offices, therefore, we
have valid reasons clearly before us rather to
sympathise in this unprovoked contest with the
Moors rather than the Spaniards.
Although the war can hardly fail to remain,
down to the end of the chapter, essentially a " little
war"—that peculiar object of mingled scorn and
horror in the estimation of the late Duke of WEL-
LINGTON—the dimensions of this conflict in North
Africa between the soldiers of Spain and Morocco
are gradually, by very slow degrees, expanding.
After ennumerating some of the peculiarities of the
situation of things around the Camp de la
Condesa upon the coasts of Morocco, the corre-
spondent of our chief morning contemporary (curi-
ously avowing a sort of identification of interests
with the cause he is striving to " write up," with
such an affectation all the while of being entirely
dispassionate) observes—" In short, we have started
upon our adventure-20,000 men in a country of
8,000,000 of enemies, and with a hostile army of
we know not what strength in our front, flank,
or rear. It will require the utmost prudence
to get us safely through to Tetuan without
very heavy losses, but that prudence will,
we have no reason to doubt, be displayed
• to the extent required. That our progress must be
slow is quite clear. \Ve have to cut roads for our
artillery as we proceed, and it will be strange (and
1 the Moors will show themselves worth much less
than their reputation) if we have not also to expend
one or two days in cutting our way through an
obstinate enemy. Everybody is surprised at our
having got so far with so little fighting.
But the worst is probably to come. Our next
march will be a troublesome one. The army
will have to defile along a narrow cause-
way between the lagoons and the sea, and
debaucher from it near a mountain, which affords
the enemy an excellent position." A delightful
sketch, certainly of the situation ! One demon-
strating so clearly the reasonableness of all these
jubilations at Madrid, of all this petty derision of
the Moors by the Spaniards, of all these precipitate
felicitations forwarded to O'DONNELL and his
compatriots by the Spanish Sovereign. After all
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Meanwhile what do our friends at Madrid think of
the subjoined intelligence but just now received from
Mogador. To wit—" Sixty thousand men—the pick
of the Moorish army, are encamped on the hills
beyond Mogador, and ready for action. A courier
had just arrived from Morocco stating that the
Moors had taken in all 600 prisoners, for which
the EMPEROR had paid four dollars per head for
having brought them alive to the capital."
Facts these which speak trumpet-tongued for
the " humanity " of the Moorish barbarians—and
for the " importance" of that Moorish army sixty
thousand strong. The news somehow coming to
us via Madrid, has a very Irish echo, indeed, from
the coasts of Morocco!

KOSSUTH tells us that an expression of English
interest in Hungary will now be of service to his
country. There is no Englishman who does not
feel it. There is none who will not, in the way
appropriate to him, be ready to show it. All classes
of men here remember the Hungarian history of
1848 and that of the following year with indignation
as well as horror. They remember that our Govern-
ment then did not do its duty. In words even,
they leaned too much to the oppressor, whom their
country detested; and when the remorseless
NICHOLAS determined to send his legions to over-
whelm Hungary and to subjugate it to the defeated
Austrians, our Government stood silently by.
The principle of non-intervention which now it
loudly proclaims for Italy, it said not a word of
then for Hungary. Had the English Government
but spoken then as became it—had it insisted on
NICHOLAS leaving the Hungarians and the HAPS-
BURGS to settle their own concerns, it would have
saved nearly all the evils that have followed. The
CZAR could not have ventured to attack Turkey and
plunge us into the Crimean war. And Italy, with
Hungary free, would have gained her freedom in a
very different manner. Our merchants, too, would
have shared the advantages so dear to them, and so
beneficial to their country, of free trade with Hun-
gary; for KOSSUTH had inaugurated it, and nothing
but the Russian reinstatement of HAPSBURG ty-
ranny deprived us of an advantageous trade with an
agricultural country.

Tho letter of the great Hungarian patriot—the
lawful governor indeed of Hungary, whom the
Russians expelled to make room for the young
tyrant who now rules there by force, not of treaty
or of law, or even of conquest, but by force of Rus-
sian arms—KossuTn's letter confirms all that the
friends of national freedom had hoped for on behalf
of the Hungarians. Many of our readers probably
read the letter on Saturday, when we extracted it
from the Glasgow Daily Bulletin. It was ad•
dressed to a number of gentlemen who had written to
KOSSUTH from the commercial capital of Scotland to
know whether Englishmen could aid his country
now by a public expression of their views. His
answer is a decided affirmative, and his reasons, which
are illustrated in detail, are satisfactory enough. The
reasons are, indeed, of a painful kind. They con-
sist of a series of facts, developing such misgovern-
ment and provocation as has irritated Hungary,
and all the countries connected with it, into a com-
bined hostility to the present dynasty and system
of administration, which nothing but substantial
liberty in some form or other will appease.
The taxation in Hungary, as in Venetia, is per-
fectly intolerable. It is in many instances absorb-
.