The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1844-01-16 00:00:00

THE LOYALTY OF THE REPEAL

AGITATION !

There are politicians in the world who still tell us, and
themselves affect to believe, that Ireland, amidst the
violence of her present passionate agitation, may yet be
appeased by the concession of some midway measures of
conciliation,—by some such panacea, for instance, as
another Lichfield compact, which, whilst it gives place
and pay, and the shadow of power to whig-radicalism,
hands over its substance to O'Connell, the Romish priest-
hood and their satellites. A week ago the modest pro-
position was made that the government, as a sop to. the
repeaters, should abandon the present prosecutions, and
rely for the pacification of Ireland upon some unknown
and undefined specific for the establishment of temporary
peace, to be discovered by the commission now sitting
for the purpose of inquiring into the law of landlord and
tenant. Other sages announce, as an infallible remedy
for the present state of things, the payment, by the state,
of the Romish clergy. But no one is hold enough to say
that, by any of these submissions on the part of the
British people, the permanent peace of Ireland can be
secured. It was distinctly denied—nay, indignantly
denied—in the Town Council of Dublin, that the with-
drawal of the prosecutions against O'Connell would be
followed by the cessation, for an instant, of the repeal
agitation. We are to let loose these traitors
upon the
world unpunished, that they may strike forthwith into a
new path of treason, more securely guarded from peril
to their precious necks—more full of danger to the
wretched dupes of their agitation, upon whose heads
alone they trusted that the hand of the law would fall !
Let the misled readers of whig-radical recipes for the
tranquilization of Ireland—let the blind readers of the
Past history of that unhappy country—peruse and reflect
deeply upon the spirit which is daily sought to be infused
into the minds of the Irish people. Let them turn from
the maudling, pathetico-pacific addresses of the cowardly
agitator O'Connell, to the more daring appeals to arms
of the Nation; and then tell us if a people amongst whom
such appeals circulate and are rapturously received can
ever be brought to reason by paltry concession--by any-
thing less than the realization of the full amount of their
impetuous longings ! Let timid conservatives, too, look
well into this question, and then withdraw their assent,
.f
.they can, from the measures now taking to put down,by
a vigorous effort, the incendiary spirit of the Irish people.
We will give, for the benefit of the politicians to whom
we have referred, a few extracts from the last number of
the Nation. And, first, let us see hrw ardently they
look forward to the government of Great Britain being
driven by fear to the adoption of a temporising policy •
" The curl has left the lip of the Quarterly, the secure
laugh no longer rings from the Times, the Chronicle is
anxious, and the cry of the Standard is as hollow as
cowardice. The Whigs promise wonders in review essays
and Russell notices. The ministers prosecute, inquire,
fortify, fidget, and ask for the key of the back-door.
Retreat may be advisable—Peel is not Lord North,
Victoria is not George III; and IRELAND, WE TROW,
HAS AS MUCH IN HER AS THE TWO MILLION AMERI-
CANS WHO LICKED THE ENGLISH IN THE LAST
CENTURY."
No mention here of peace to be obtained by concilia-
tion ! nor is there in the paragraphs which follow it :
" We have often and sufficiently chronicled the march
of nationality in Ireland, its accumulating masses, its
fresh officers, its steady tramp, and dark patient aspect.
" The first political campaign is over. Our frontiers
are advanced, our party increased, our magazines safe,
our enemy confused.
" Let Ireland be glad. She has done well.
" Let Ireland labour. She has much to do.
" Let her heart be light and her head high. She is
able for her work.

" This year must be the year of work. If indepen-
dence be worth wearing, 'tis worth winning. If worth
winning, 'tis worth working for. Is it not securing food
to the peasant, who has the heart and hand to work,
while this island can fatten the beast, or till the root or
the grain ? Is it not giving the artisan employment to
the utmost of our power ? Is it not the recovery of
wealth, the only hope of peace—our right as men, our
honour as a people ? Is not the assertion of indepen-
dence our own policy, our duty to posterity ? do not
history prompt, interest urge, and religion smile upon it?
If so, 'tis worth working for, fighting for, waiting for,
dying for. We said it, we swore it before God, in the
great temples which nature and history have consecrated.
We swore it aloud on the shrines of Cashel, the field of
Clontibret, the plains of Connaught, the blood-wet ashes
of Tara. Are we children who asked for a bauble, and
when 'tis refused cry, till, straightway, whipping or sweet
tastes console us, and we think no more of it ?"

Nothing here of the possibility of being bought from
the contemplation of their cherished object, NATION-
ALITY, by the "sweet tastes " of whig measures of con-
cession ! No; the agitation for the dismemberment of
the empire must go forward. It has only as yet been
commenced. The past year was but one of preparation:
this is to be THE YEAR OF wonic ! And what work P
The restoration to office of a whig ministry ? The pen-
sioning of a horde of Irish paupers ? The fastening of
the Romish priesthood upon the revenues of England
Oh, no ! The " accumulating masses "—the "fresh
officers "—the "steady tramp " the '' dark patient
aspect"—of Ireland are not for such petty objects as
these ! It is THE NATIONALITY OF IRELAND--her
erection into an independent kingdom—which is " worth
worki:g for, fighting for, waiting for, dying for !"
And how is this nationality to be worked out? The
same organ informs us—by the sympathy of Canadian
repeaters, who are to give their aid to the native French
population, which is about to raise the banner of insur-
rection in that colony ! By the aid of America, who is
to pounce upon the British West Indies ! By the aid of
France, who is first to interfere with the weapon of
diplomacy, and then—but the present monarch of that
country, *Louis Philippe, must first be removed ! He bars
the path upon which the loyalty of Repeal would fain
see the arms of France precipitated to strike at the great-
ness of England !
And is this, we ask you fellow-countrymen, an Agita-
tion to be tolerated—to be appeased by concession to
party in England or Traitors in Ireland ? OH NO !

THE CONDEMNED POACHERS.—A reprieve was re-
ceived at Kirkdale Gaol on Friday morning for four of
these convicts. The man on whom the sentence of the
judge will be carried into effect is, we understand, he who
actually committed the murder. The execution will take
place the latter end of the present week.
BANKRUPTCY COURT.—It is currently rumoured that
with a view of putting an end to the unseemly quarrels,
which, for some time past, have been going on between
Commissioners Skirrow and Phillips in this town, and
which have been attended with so much inconvenience as
well as annoyance to their subordinates, the Lord Chan-
cellor has signified his intention of removing Mr. Com-
missioner Skirrow to the Manchester Court of Bank-
ruptcy, and of appointing Mr. Commissioner Jemmett,
of Manchester, to Mr. Sktrrow's place here. We believe
that the changes are desired by both commissioners.

EXTRAORDINARY INCIDENT IN TRAVELLING.—A
few nights ago, as the omnibus from'Woodside to Liscard
and its vicinity was goi'ig along the Bidston road, the
driver was, by some accident or jostle, thrown from his
seat into the road. The horses, however, (accustomed,
probably to "a good- whip,") went along at their usual
speed, and made the turn—at a right angle from the main
highway—towards the• New Bridge, at Poulton, over
Wallasey Pool, proceeding throughout at their accustomed
pace. When they arrived at the toll-bar, which is at the
nearest end of the bridge, the gate was opened by the
person who receives the toll without his observing, in the
hurry of the moment, that the driver non fuit inventus.
The horses proceeded, and made the turns through Poul-
ton, but at last got—missing the way in their anxiety,
probably, to do their best in gratitude for the kindly for-
bearance of the lash—got into a ditch in Mill-lane, when
some of the passengers got out without injury, and found
that " York was wanted." The missing driver soon
turned up, and in a short time " all's right l" was an-
nounced.

THE ROYAL AMPHITHEATRE has again been success-
ful last week. The celebrated American giant, Mr. Charles
Freeman, was the "lion" of the night in the first piece
called " The Son of the Desert." The scenes in the circle
were varied and enlivening. The performances concluded
with " The Greek Renegade", a grand historical and mili-
tary pantomimic spectacle, exceedingly well got up, both
in dresses, machinery, and scenery. In the last scene of
the first act there is a terrific combat between the Greeks
and Turks, amongst the former of whom there are nu-
merous female warriors. At the close of the piece the
Greeks agree to immolation by blo•A ing up the fortress in
which they are pent up, rather than submit to the cruelty
and brutality of their oppressors, the Turks, The maga-
zine is, after a solemn and affecting scene, blown up, and
they and their enemies on pie ramparts without perish in
the explosion. The piece is strikingly interesting, though
not a word is spoken, and it has been so well received that
it will be repeated as an afterpiece during the present week,
the first piece being Valentine and Orson, (the part of the
latter by Mr. Freeman;) followed by a variety of horse-
manship, and numerous feats in the circle.
SINGULAR ASTRONOMICAL PHENOMENON.—Mr.
William Lassell, of Starfield, in a letter to the editor of
the Times, calls the attention of astronomical readers to a
rare and beautiful exhibition of the planets which will for
a few days adorn the south-western sky. He states that,
" on Saturday, the 13th instant, all the planets of our
system will be clustered together, and if the atmosphere
be clear, may be all seen with the naked eye, except the
two most distant, Saturn and the Georgium Sidus. The
former of these will be a little too near the sun to allow
its pale light to be discerned, and the latter under any
circumstances requires a powerful telescope to recognise
it distinctly. Veuus, from its surpassing brilliancy, will
first appear, and may be easily seen shortly after four
o'clock, or about sunset, having an altitude of about 12
to 13 degrees. About seven degrees west of her, and at a
lower altitude, Mercury will appear, Saturn being about
13 degrees west of Mercury, and too close to the horizon
to be seen. About 12 degrees east of Venus will be the
place of Jupiter, and 23 degrees east of Jupiter, Mars will
appear. About six degrees further to the east than Mars
will be the place of the Georgium Sidus, which at sunset
will have an altitude of about 31 degrees, so that if any
imaginary line be drawn in the sky about 65 degrees long,
one end of which shall touch the sun when in the horizon.
and the other end terminate eastward at an altitude of 31
degrees, the planets mill all be situated nearly in that line,
with the exception of Venus, which will be situated some
two degrees south of it.