The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1848-04-25 00:00:00

THE WAR MOVEMENT

In answer to:the Premier's declaration to sustain the
Union between Great Britain and Ireland, the United
Irishman thus concludes a diabolical article :
"Blow then, blow, ye blacksmiths' bellows! Let the stal-
wart forge-hammer rest neither by day nor yet by night t Re-
peal' is on the anvil ; ' the battle of the Constitution' is to be
fought in the forge first, and afterwards in the fields and in the
streets."
An extract from " Our War Department," and which
almost out -Herods anything that has get fallen from the
pen of the Irish Catiline, shall wind up this day's glean-
ings from the United Irishman :
A great number of people are getting serious about the
quantity of troops which the Castle organ tells us have been
for several weeks thrown into Dublin. Keep never minding
them. They are too wise to attack the city, were they ten times
as strong as they pretend to be. There is no city in Europe.
not excepting Paris or Vienna, so defensible by the citizens
as this in which we have the happiness to live. Every house
in this city is provided with a mine before it, of exquisite con-
struction for the blowing up of a sqhadron over head, and
at present used as a coal cellar. The cellars of houses oppo-
site to each other are often separated in narrow streets by a
wall merely—in wider streets they communicate wills each
other by sewers, large and high, running from each to the
main sewer of the street. The owners of one cellar could
thus easily blow up the street right across—thereby, first,
making a mine; second, a covered way; third, a ditch in
front of a barricade, if he chose to throw up one behind it.
Or two citizens, living opposite to each other, who fear the
attack of troops, could with great ease make an under-
round passage from one house to the other—to be used,
first, as a means of communication or escape; and, secondly,
as a mine. Indeed, our city is so strong in this respect,
that if we were a Lord-Lieutenant, which God forbid, instead
of, in parlous fear, mining round and under the castle, building
secret passages for the passage of troops, or the construction of
mines, as Lord Clarendon is now engaged in doing, we would
withdraw into the liberties, or the region about Smithfield or
the Pow Courts, select a quadrangle of streets, barricade every
extremity and angle, mine the cellars, pile brick-bats and
crockery-ware and household grenades on the parapets, and
beard the lion in his den.' In such a position Lord Clarendon
might defy his own troops to take him, even should they prove
disloyal, as, indeed, they mean to do."

ST. JUDE'S CHURCH.—Wo understand that the Rev.
Dr. Carpenter will commence his ministerial duties in St.
Jude's Church on Sunday next.
Mn. MITCHEL'S WHITE FEATHER.—This doughty
Young Irelander, who was to have put down Lord Claren-
don, smashed through Dublin Castle, and we don't know
what else, is, instead of appealing at once to the pike,
about to attempt to protect himself from his indictment
by a legal quibble. One of the members of the grand
jury who found a true bill against him is, he says, a mem-
ber of the Corporation of Dublin, and, hence, was in-
competent to try his case. We trust that the Irish law
officials have not been blundering, as usual. The attempt,
however, thus to shuffle out of his dilemma is significant

enough.
THE MOST AWFUL CURSE EVER THREATENED FOR
IRELAND.—One of the priestly pike and rifle agitators of
Ireland—the Rev. Father Kenyon—at a meeting held last
week, in the parish of Templederry, gave the following
startling intimation of what would befal the people if they
did not shoulder their weapons and fight to protect Messrs.
Mitchel, Meagher, and Smith O'Brien :

" I tell you that 'slavery will be innate in your race, your
children will have lost the independent feeling of manhood,
your grand-children will be born with flat noses worse than the
negroes of the desert, your memory will be ignobly forgotten
as that of degenerate slaves, or, if remembered, can only be
so, coupled with execrations and curses on your apathy."
An awful doom, truly, upon the poor Irish grand-children
to be " born with flat noses," as the result of Mitchel and
his fellows being consigned to gaol without a fight. We
should not object to making the negroes of the desert a
present of the gentlemen in question to fight for, if we
were satisfied that the facial beauty of their grand-chil-
dren's countenances would be improved by our liberality,
and the affliction of flatnoses averted.