The Sun. — 1849-10-26 (London, England)

EMPEROR.  bles  Again the sanguinary scenes of Dolly's Brao are forced upon our consideration. The blood-stained actors in that revolting tragedy have dared to threaten a renewal of their atrocities on the coming 6th of November. The Orange press, the Orange magistrates, and their bigoted sympathisers, are in arms against the constituted authorities, and call for a demonstration condemnatory of the Government policy i❑ the dismissal of Lord RODBX and his brother Orangemen from the commission of the peace. To calmly argue with the projectors and perpetrators of massacre, would be an useless waste of time ; to offer a word of argument or remonstrance to those who would countenance the cowardly slaughter of innocent childhood and feeble old age, would be worse than idle ; such monsters reason could not convince, nor kindnes s conciliate. But to that portion of the Irish public—and, thank Gon, they are still a large majority, even in that ill-fated land —who believe murder a crime, and homicide unchristian—who blaspheme not against religion by torturing the peaceful and love-teaching doctrine of CumsT into 'the unholy Shibboleth of faction—to them we would say—For ages has your rich and lovely island been the victim of dissension ; the demon of discord has been stalking through your land, disorganizing the social elements, and scaring from your shores that wealth which would make your starving people peaceful and happy. Arise, then, in the might and majesty of patriotism ; strengthen the power of the laws, by aiding the Executive in crushing this fell and fiendish faction. Meet in your counties, in your chits, in your towns, and call with firm and emphatic voice upon the able and enlightened statesman who represents the Quasi and the laws in Ireland to persevere in the wise and firm policy he has hitherto pursued, and let these murderous factions be crushed at once and for ever.  WILLIAM BEERS, the wretched man who organized the Orange procession to the scene of murder, has had the temerity to pour forth one of his furious tirades to the LORD CHANCELLOR of Ireland on acknowledging his Lordship's supersedeas. He commences naturally enough by pouring vituperation on the able and impartial Commissioner who investigated the horrible massacre at Castlewellan. The only way in which Mr. BEERS could damage the fair fame of Mr. BERWICK would be by afflicting him with his approbation. He says he did not hold the commission of the peace as " the partisan of this or any other Government ;" we can believe this truly, we can believe he did not hold his commission to aid any Government in carrying out the laws ; we believe he held it rather as the partisan and instrument of a vile and wicked faction, and was allowed to hold it fifteen years too long. lie says his commission was taken from him, " not because he had dishonoured his magisterial functions, but because he had the honesty to avow himself the fearless supporter of the Orange institution, the glory and the bulwark of the land." Can the man who writes such gigantic falsehood and folly be of sound mind ? We would be almost disposed to think that the monstrous absurdity of this stilted nonsense would form sufficient grounds to sue out a writ of lunacy, and it would not greatly surprise us if the LORD CHANCELLOR gave a hint to the solicitor for lunatics on the subject. BEERS and his 400 ruffians the bulwarks of the land ! We, " the tailors of Tooley-street," is simple, bashful modesty to this. People of Britain, be no longer afraid of French invasion—you may now burn your old wooden walls, for you have the gallant wreckers of Castlewellan who marched triumphantly to the battlefield with an escort of police and Dragoons, and leaving  their escort to meet the battle's brunt in the open  plains, betook themselves to the more genial achievements of burning cabins and shooting old women and children—these are the bulwarks of Ireland ! " The