The Sun. — 1861-11-28 (London, England)

AUSTRIAN BRUIALITIES IN ITALY.  The atrocious murder of a helpless postmaster at Velletri by Austrian officers has too promptly been followed by another atrocity of a like nature as will be seen by the subjoined from Venice :  " From our Italian newspapers you will have earnt the violent deeds the Austrian soldiery are permitted to commit in our unfortunate provinces. To those atrocious acts I beg you will add the following, the truth of which I guarantee. I wish the civilised world could kn 3W the sort of laurels the valiant soldiers of the ex-Duke of Modena most glory in winning. On the evening of Oct. 17, in the town of Crespano, in the province of Treviso, Signor G. Rossi, the father of three children, and a most respectable person, happened to be at a cafe in company with some fi icnds and guests. In the same room were seated the officers of the Ist battalion of Grenadiers in the service of the ex-Duke, all enjoying the music of the band of the same regiment, which was playing in the square. Rossi and his friends, wishing to go home to supper and to escape from a spot contaminated by the presence of the powerful instigators and sustainers of our troubles, went away from the cafe, but without uttering one word that could give occasion for offence or altercation. The wretched officers had, however, recognised in Rossi one of the defenders of his country in 1848, and chose to attach an intention of making a political demonstration of his leaving the cafe with his friends. They followed him, overtook him, and dragged him behind the church contiguous to the cafe, ordering their troops, who were listening to the band, to follow his friends and prevent a rescue. The major (Cigolini) accosted Rossi with these words, ' It is time to put an end to these demonstrations,' drew his sword and dealt him a blow on , the head, which prostrated him half dead. One of the lieutenants and the Marquis Malaspina, not content with such infamous conduct, following the example of their superior officer, kicked the prostrate man, and only desisted ointossi exclaiming, Then you sveu!d murder me, cowards !' There were some 20 officers in the pay of the ex-Duke present, among whom I may further name Messrs. Conti, the brothers Tatcoli (relations of Prince Giovanelli), Borsari, and Carnuri. Nobles and soldiers, they did not proffer one word to prevent their comrades' cowardly deed. Although 24 hours afterwards the , doctors declared the wound very serious, but not mortal, the post that has just come has brought the news that poor Rossi is dying, and has sent for his children, that he may give them his blessing from his death-bed--all he can leave them, perhaps, in this world. The despair of his poor wife can be better imagined than described. The general indignation is too great for words. What indemnity shall we receive, or the family of poor Rossi, from a Government that congratulates itself on having such desirable guests as these degenerate Italians, these cowardly, ruffianly soldiers P Perhaps these officers will receive from their Prince and commander (a worthy leader of such a rabble) the reward their valour merits. It is a fact that he has not been afraid or ashamed of stimulating his dependents to similar deeds, for he rewarded a soldier of the same regiment with 20f. for cutting down a man in Bassano for saying in a cafe that he had named his child Victor Emmanuel."