The New York herald., 1849-11-30

fold holy cause Of nationality and freedom-be-
trsyed and outraged by Austrian despotism-it
was The London Times which greeted the Gar Of
Russia to the field, and sent its shout of applause
TO the advancing Cossacks as they came down to
tread out the hfe-blood from the bosom Of the
most ancient and venerable kingdom Of Europe
The heart of the world, christian and moslem,
shuddered 1t the spectacle. Not another voice of
approval was heard in Europe; Austria had not a
a journal base enough 10 cheer on the Cossacks
Even Russia, herself, could not furnish an impe-
nal gazette to applaud lha, frighful and ferocous
crusade but the London Timu sent up It's shout
as the northern hordes descended from their ice-
homes TO the banks of the Danube its voice OF
encouragement led those myrmidons on to their
work of blood, and its halloa of victory rang out
over the downfall of Hungary.
From that hour Hungary and her patriot-heroes )
have been the objects Of SATIRE rdicul-, and mis-
representation. Austria has been pitied, and Rus
sia euloglzrd. BEN is "a renegade Goergey is the
only patriot; Kossuth is a reckless and blood
thirsty adventurer; and Nicholas is the saviour of
Europe. True, for while the current of popular
Indignation flowed SO hard against it. that this
prncipleless journal was forced to bend, or seem
10 bend; tor the demand Of Nicholas tor hls Hun
garan victims outraged the justice and humanity
of mankind. Even the aurocrat himself Obliged
to recoi for The moment from his atrocious de-
mands But the tide sweeps by 4; and when the
| faith of Turkey, with England and France To back
her, had been pledged to The world that the Hun-
garsn exiles should be protec ed, and the alarm of
mankind had subsded, 1t turas ou, that deep
game has been all the while play lag by despos and
their organ-the Tio,es- to hoodwlnk the world,
| nd massacre Kossnth at last
So much for The baIbarous atrocity of the Times
towards Hungary What is the policy of that
journal now, towards France? I? For alter all the
calumnles Of the Times France and us frequent,
| prophecies TO the CONTRARY, the French republic
still lives, and This knave-iool, LOUIS Napoleon, ls
lis president. He has turned out to be anything
bm ihe pupret Of Mole, or the cats-paw oi NJ
| Thitrs. No party has usurped him 40 clique has
made him a tool With something OF The " L'etH
c'tst mO,!" spirit If his great uncle, he has dis
missed the ministry Of Nj. Odlon Barrof, and
seems inclined to play the part of young Hickory
TO irresolute, vascillatng, unny.heroic. hero-ov,
ing, hberi .eDamourtd France.
What events may yei Iansplre In that strange
country-what unlocked for change even ,h. next
steamer may bring tdDgs OF, God only can tell.
But, in the mean time, the French republic was
alive at the last advIces- aad the London Times,
which has killed II, and been To It's funeral great
many times since the memorable three days OF
February, 1913, seems bent principally upon gnash.
Ing IT'S teeth over this stubborn fact For ourselves,
we ale sIill Of the opnion we have from the be-
ginning maintained, that the French republic will
live, consolidate itself, intlmidate thrones, en-
courage the friends OF hbery, and ultimately
emancipste Europc-ihe London Times 10 the con-
trary Notwithstanding.