The National Register. — 1819-10-11 (London, England)

XII.]  Valitical iletrospect.  THE great mass of evidence, furnished by a host of witnesses, on the Coroner's Inquest still sitting on the body of John Leo', we sincerely hope has been attentively read by every man in England; and it' there be any man who has read it, and can still approve the foul deeds of blood with which it is connected, that man deserves no more the name either of Briton or of Christian, but ought to be doomed to wear the chains he loves, and if he mur. mur at the ignominy or weight of such a burden, to be instantly etastised by the sabre of some Loyal Yeoman. The Foreman of the Jury has already expressly declared his satisfaction, and that of his brethren, unless the evidence already brought forward shall be refitted, that " the Riot Act had not been publicly read, and that the Meeting was quiet and peaceable until the Cavalry charged." Day by day thus goes on confirming their enormity, as it also does adding fresh details of horror and cruelty to these transactions, till pity and indignation scarcely find any • limits in the breast of every reflecting and impartial person. Yes truth and justice are mighty in strength, and we hope will still prevail. lint whilst we thus go on more and mere eacouragod by that sense of wrong, wrong of the blackest and most atrocious character, having been committed, becoming every hour stronger and more Universal, we turn round with a melancholy pang of reflection to see part of the County, not we trust careless and indifferent upon such a subject, but yet sliming none of those open and avowed manifestations of abhorrence which are so loudly called for. No question has arisen of so notch importance since the days of the Revolution, no attack so shameless and daring upon the most sacred rights of a free people has been made for more than 100 years past, and yet, on a point, and at a moment, which threatens to level at once the proudest barrier of the Constitution, and to place the life of every man at the disposal of a relentless military despotism, we sit as if all were peace and harmony and joy. The battle is not yet at our doors, Manchester is two or three hundred miles from us, and the whirlwind and the storm we seem to think can never reach us. But beware, we yet implore you, how you leave others to suffer unpitied and unrevengcd. The cause we plead is yours. Can rLlnks‘a.e cruelty and iniquity stalking with gigantic strides, their laws trampled under foot, and the very semblance of their Constitution no longer left them, and yet lift up no voice against these mon. strous doings! ! ! If so, then farewell freedom and fir( wc:l hope, farewell every blessing which sweet.. ens the cup of life. The lethilrgy of death is indeed upon us, ail we hasten on the crisis by our own ::q.inettess. Is anarchy and revolution your dread? if the perpetrators of foul murders arc to go unpunished, if a lawless banditti are to attack a peaceable and unofFentling people, anarchy and revolution are begun already, and we call on you not to join in but to stop its madness. If a spirit of delicacy towards your Rulers, and a blind confidence io their integrity be your feelings, remember they have shewn no delicacy towards you. Remember with what breathless haste they ran to approve the s:aughter cf your fellow-sotjects, and to sanction by st..eh approval any similar attack which may be