The Sun.
London, England, 1861-05-11 00:00:00

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throw by the brute NICHOLAS, and the Vienna,
traitors combined. We may be sure they will not,
peaceably, lie down now in the dust, and allow
FRAS CIS JOSEPII and his Germans to put again
their feet on their necks.
At this moment Austria is trying all ways to
wear out the patience of the Hungarians. Like
our HAMPDENS of old, the Hungarians refuse to
pay taxes not legally sanctioned by the Diet. The
EMPEROR is therefore resorting to the old and ap-
proved method of dragooning. Wholly in violation
of the laws he has a large German army in Hun-
gary. He quarters the soldiers on the peasant till
they will pay; or if they persist in refusing seizes
their property and sells it, perhaps to German
officials, who buy it for a song. Nevertheless great
numbers cannot even thus be coerced into payment.
But why not get a budget voted by the assembled
Diet, and the payment obtained without difficulty ?
Because the Diet, like the English Parliaments in
the STUART times, demand first, their legal rights ;
and that is a bitter pill for Viennese Statesmen
and Emperors to swallow. FERDINAND V. must
first abdicate as King of Eungary, and
FRANCIS JOSEPH be crowned. When crowned
he must swear to the legal documents
which will annihilate his reign of illegality in
Hungary; will banish his marauding and brutal
German soldiers ; will recal the Hungarian regi-
ments to Hungary, will give Hungary a Palatine,
a separate Administration and Exchequer, and
constitute her, what she has every claim to be,
an independent kingdom, with FRANCIS JOSEPH
for Sovereign, if he sees fit to rule within the
limits of law.

To consent to this, or to fight Hungary, seem
to be the only alternatives now. The Reichsrath
has assembled, but it is no Imperial Reichsrath,
for the Hungarian representatives, and those of
the affiliated parts, neither have arrived nor are
likely to do so. Hungary has indeed angrily re-
ceived the Royal opening Speech, which pre-
sumed to think that she would ever see
it to be for her interest or her dignity to merge
herself in a Parliament of petty provinces. The
miserable HAPSBURGS know not which way to turn.
The path of loyalty to their engagements with
Hungary is odious to them ; the violence of open
traitors, which they would prefer, might shake the
ill-united provinces to pieces. We should not be
surprised at their resorting, however, to desperate
measures,

The new French pamphlet now upon the eve of
publication is to be entitled—what do you think?—
" Waterloo." Yes even so Waterloo ! That
jour faneste de Mont Saint Jean ! It must be
acknowledged certainly that it is not supposed,
like so many of its memorable predecessors, to have
been penned from the dictation of a certain august
personage. It is not authenticated by the signa-
ture of M. MOCQUARD. It is not countersigned by
the Minister of State. It has not upon its title-
page the customary significant flourish intimating
that it is from the hand of the great imperial
publicist, Monsieur le Viscomte DE LA CrUERON-
'SURE. No—strange to tell, the new brochure is
of a very different parentage indeed. It is to be
forthcoming under the sagis of the Imperial Go-
vernment of NAPOLEON lll.—the last and not the
least remarkable evidence of that liberty (? ) of
writing and printing which, under M. DE PER-
STONY'S Ministerial auspices, was to have placed
the BONAPARTE regime upon a par in this matter
' with the British Constitution. Waterloo —in
point of fact, is to be a sort of peace-offering of
couree—from the hand of M. Louts VEUILLOT.
" The least said "—one might have fancied upon
that forty-six-year-old battle—" the soonest
mended." The old homely proverb observes—" Better
not stir dirty water." Another adage equally
familiar advices people of common sense to—" Let
bygones be bygones." Not so thinks the ex-
redacteur of the Univers. And so—with a truly
Christian hand he is announced as about at this
moment to fling down a highly explosive
hand-grenade under the appearance of a paper
pellet, entitled, as we have said, tersely—" Water-
loo !" M. LOUIS VEUILLOT is about to throw it
down into the midst of all the combustible materials
that have been accumulating for a dozen years past
on the other side of the Channel, until France has
become one vast camp, garrisoned by 600,000 men,
under the mandate of a Prince who is now recog-
nised by the world as at once an Emperor and a
Soldier ; a Prince who years ago conceived it to be
his own especial mission to Avenge a Misfortune.
And that Misfortune ? It is the title of M. VEUIL-
LOT'S forthcoming pamphlet. It is, in one word,
" Waterloo."

Yet upon the eve of the publication of
that pamphlet—upon the morrow (politically
speaking) of the annexation of Savoy and Nice, an
annexation so often solemnly deniedby the Emperor
NAPOLEON and his Ministers—so often denied by
them as a project in any way meditated, even up to
the very moment when it was accomplished—our
own Foreign Secretary is so infatuated, as to close
the rEscussion about the Lebanon in yesterday's
sitting in the House of Commons, by saying,
" With regard to the evacuation of Syria by the
French troops, they had every reason to rely on
the good faith of the Emperor of the FRENCH,
and to expect that he would keep his engage-
ments." Indeed. That is the impression of Lord
JOHN RUSSELL. It is not ours. We judge dif-
ferently, and we do so simply by reason of the
national experience. The reigning Sovereign of
FRANCE inaugurated the revival of the Napoleonian
empire by that famous dictum of his at the Bor-
deaux banquet, " L'Empire c'est la Pais." But
since then—has it been so ? Russia, Italy, China
declare to the contrary. All Europe attests at
this moment the fallacy of the prediction. The
French army has been ever since that declaration in-
creasing and strengthening. The French navy is
nearly doubled. The arsenals, the fortresses, the
harbours of the great Peaceful Empire have been
so extended and improved, that all around this
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sedulously attending to their military and mari-
time capacity for self-defence. Withdrawing
our observations from Europe generally, and re-
stricting them fora moment to 1
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we find here, in the United Kingdom, as the result
of an intimacy with our (literally) "dear" Ally—
the Founder of that Empire, or rather the Reviver
of that Empire, which was to be Peace__
Peace nothing but Peace for all Christen-
dom? We find a war revenue necessitated

Year after year, because of a war expendi-
ture. We find war taxes, like those upon tea
and sugar,
and (worst of all) upon incomes, per•
petuated to the general dizo.ust
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in the midst of a
clamour for their red despite
for their abandonment, we find
reduction, at intervals in
of despairing cries
upwards of £70,000,000
sterling per annum set
down as paid away out of the Exchequer. We
find yearly one entire moiety of the national expen-
diture (X 30,000,000) swallowed lip in our maritime
and military disbursements ! We find as the last
and crowning result of the French alliance, of our
alliance with that French Empire which was to
be Peace—all England, astir with the footsteps and