11 MARCH 1848, Page 5

IRELAND._ he third French Revolution has awakened more noisy sympathies

in the Irislathan we noticed tut week. The Old and the Young Irelanders Zare vying witVetteh other ehic1 shall be most demorietretive, In Dublin, the Repeaters are preparing fora forinidabta gathering, and the sending of a deputation to Paris, to congratulate the ProvisionaT-Government and the French People. The Corporation are called on to be present in their mu- nici)aal robes, and the various Trades to come. with thair banners and bands. The day is not yet:fixed. •-• At a meeting of the Galway Town Commitisimiers on'Thuniday week, the Reverend Peter Daly, P. P., took occasion to-make this declaration- " All I have to say is, that I approve of the Revolution of Paris, and regret that we are not in a position to have a similar one." And the Chairman gave notice of moving a.cougyatulatory address to the Provisional Govern- ment.

One effect of the French events is to have produced a sudden harmony between the Old and Young Ireland parties of Repeaters. It is proposed to merge the bodies of Conciliators and Confederators in one body, under the name of the Irish National Guard. ,

The Repeal Association Amid a special meeting op Saturday, and adopted a turgid address to "the People of Ireland ".; suggestiug a kind of monster- meeting agitation for the 17th instant, St. Patrick's Day- " We recommend that in every parish in Ireland there assemble, on the 17th March instant, a meeting, in order, in the first "lace; to demand by petition to Par- liament the immediate repeal dale Act of Mean; and, in the second place, to take measures for sending into England a deputation to aacertain definitively from the Prime Minister, whether the doverameut be prepared in the interim (that is, while the above petition for IMMEDIATE Repeal is pending) to adopt effectual measures to provide employment or fOod for the Irish millions, reduced to a state of famine through the misrule of an alien Parliament; or whether it be their re- solve still to persist in their dogged determination to let these millions perish, ay, perish most miserably in the midst of plenty."

The Anti-British press of Ireland is "improving" the text afforded by the new French Revolution. The United Irishman opens with a paper addressed "To the Small Farmers of Ireland," containing passages which we extract; premising that the Italic type is copied from the original— "Arms, indeed, are above all things necessary for your safety. And if I am right in this view of the case, then it follows that any power naming itself a 'Go- vernment' which calls on you to surrender your arms means to do you a mis- chief. "On the matter of tenant-right, the plain justice of the case is, no tenant-right, no rent—a abort and simple law. "Ejectment in Ireland, at plesent—ejectment for any cause—means murder. The ejecting landlord or agent is a Thug—the sheriff and the bailiffs are accom- plices—the assistant-barrister is an accessory before the fact. But you bare no 'law' to punish this kind of agrarian outrage. The laws,' as we saw, are all on the other side: therefore you must protect your lives against these attacks as best you can, and issue your own special commission to punish them. "In one word, whatever is needful to be done in order to enable you to con- sume in security as mach of your own produce as will keep soul and body to- gether, that you must do. . . . . If the Queen's troops are turned into small par- ties of drivers, and dispersed abroad on the dietrainuig service, all discipline will be at an end; the compact mass, tbe measured movement, all the spell and po- tency of ordered warfare, is lost: a few months of this kind of service, and you mightmight devour the residue of the British forces in Ireland along with your bread. and it is very useful for you to think of this, long before another gale-day comes round, the British army will be fully occupied with other gear than the seizure and eine of your stooks, and pots, and pans. "Democracy is girding himself once more like a strong man to run a race; and slumbering nations are arising in their might, and 'shaking their invincible locks.' Oh! my countrymen, look up, look up! Arise from the death-dust where you have long been lying, and let this light visit your eyes also, and touch your souls. Let your ears drink in the blessed words' 'Liberty! Fraternity ! Equality ! ' which are soon to ring from pole to pole. Clear steel will ere long dawn upon you in your desolate darkness; and the rolling thunder of the people's cannon will drive before it many a heavy cloud that has long hidden from you the face of heaven.

"Pray for that day; and preserve life and health, that you may worthily meet it. Above all, let the man amongst you who has no gun sell hie garment and JOHN MITCHELL."

buy one.

This is succeeded by an article headed "The French Fashion," applying the example of Paris to Dublin- " Ten days ago a monarchy of eighteen years, resting on a fortress of leagues, on detached forts of the most elaborate construction, and illimitable resources in ammunition and artillery; with 100,000 armed mercenaries waiting on its nod; with a suborned Legislature, and a devotedly unscrupulous press; with telegraphs concentrating in its hand an omnipresent surveillance over twenty-five millions of men; with railroads ready at its beak to sweep down vengeance upon every point under its sway from the alleys of the capital to the remotest frontier; with laws and systems fitted, and more nicely fitted to its hand; strong in the fulness of its treasury; strong in the prestige consequent on a rule upheld by terror, vindi- cated by gaols, by police insurrections, by periodical massacres, by perennial blood ; stronger in the aid of that same foreign alliance, which, single-handed, beat its entire nation and conquered its capital,—ten days ago this mouarchy held France in its gripe of iron, and prepared to smother in the heart of Paris that liberty which was won in July at the graves of ten thousand martyrs. . . . "in truth, these Parisian sans-culottes, mobs, rebels of yesterday, free citizens today, believe—innocently believe—that the shortest, straightest, surest, and plainest path to liberty, is the path of a rifle-bullet, or the ray of light passing from the eye placed at the breach through the sights, over the nail at the muzzle and on point-blank to your enemy's heart; and they have found by practical ex- perience, that no rifle-ball ever did traverse or diverge into any other road to liberty, or plan of action, or map of policy, with effect.

"This being the fundamental axiom of Parisian patriots, it is well to know how they have applied it in the present instatice. And first for the scene of action. Paris is split in two by the Seine, as Dublin is by the Liffey. . . . But in- stead of half-a-dozen disjointed and indefensible barracks, like those which strike terror into us' where some 4,000 men sleep and wake and drink and sleep, Paris is surrounded by a regular fortified wall, and forts bristling with cannon, filled with ammunition, and lately garrisoned with 100,000 men. All this, however, did not terrify the Parisians. "They knew well that if railroads, telegraphs, mails, boards, councils, and cen- tralized institutions of one sort or another, enable a King or Vice-King, a Govern- ment or Governor, to sit in a capital, and-therefrom rule a whole land, they pLace at the mercy of the citizens of that capital the whole government of that hind,— that, in fact, to master Paris was to master the existing Government of France; as if we seized Dublin we would hold in our gripe -oglish rule in Ireland, its head and body and limbs—to choke it, or let it off eget; as we pleased. "A centralized city, which thus enables a government to send its larders every point, and bring its-engines and mercenaries by steam from every point, is also, for these reasons, admirably adapted to be cut off from every point by a peo- Tle within. The Parisians accordingly blocked up or destroyed every road leading Into the city—seized on the railway stations, and burned some of them—torreup every railroad round Paris, broke down embankments, and cut through bridgee, with ease and dexterity. Paris NW thus isolated, and the citizens and troops within left to fight it out. Should any -train, laden with voraoious mercenaries, dash on there, puffing and panting and screaming, hand its burthen would tum- .ble down to Er&ms, a its own accord,. without-troubling any one.

"The city' being now-cut off from without, the work within is simple enough.

"1st.. Every street is an excellent shootingsgallory for disciplined troops; bat it IB a better defile in which to take them. In the vocabulary of drilling is no such _phrase as 'Infantry—prepare forwindowspots, hrick-bats, logs of wood, chimney- -pieces, heavy furniture, light pokers,' Sze. &c.; and these thrown vertically on the heads of a column below, from the elevation of a parapet or top story, are irre- sistible. The propelling forces—viz, ladies or chambermaids, or men who can do no better—have the additional advantage ofsecurity; and the narrower the street and the higher the houses, the worse the damage and the greater the security. A military problem we recommend to the study of the beet lady in the land. "2d. Bottles, delpb, and such missilessmixed with these, or of themselves, not only knock down and wound infantry, but render the streets impassable to cavalry and artillery. A horse may dance on eggs, but no squadron can charge over broken bottles. Artillery cannot rideover them; nor, indeed, can disciplined foot- men keep the step, or tread among them with ease. These admirable weapons abound in every house; and if any engineering urchin take a soda-water bottle, or small flask of thick glass, dry inside, filled with-bits of stone, or iron, or metal of any sort—nails, for instance—and with coarse gunpowder thrown into the in- terstices, cork it tight, (the cork being perforated,) and theu attach a judiciously adjusted fuse, he will "-sees a domestic bomb or grenade by which he can either blow his arm off, or act with deadly effect against cavalry or infantry below—es- pecially against cavalry. To these missiles, from windows and house-tops, revo- lutionary citizens add always boiling water, 'or grease, or, better, cold vitriol, if available. Molten lead is good, but too valuable—it should be always cast in bul- lets, and allowed to cool. The house-tops and spouts furnish in every city abundance. But care should be taken, as they do in Paris, to run the balls solid— you cannot calculate on a hollow ball, and that might be the very one selected to shoot a field-officer.

"3d. The Parisians never fall into this mistake, namely, to attack barracks or forts in the first instance. Their plan is to draw the soldiery into the narrow streets, where they can only advance a few abreast, and where lanes, alleys, and streets, running at angles, afford excellent opportunities of taking them in flank or rear. Street-fighting is most harrassing on disciplined troops, especially when subject to the attentions of heads of families from house-tops and windows, as we have shown above. They are divided—disjointed—worn out, doing nothing. "4th. In the manner above shown, and by firing from windows, every street can be made a defile. But every street contains in itself materials for rendering it a fortress, impregnable to foot, horse, or artillery, viz. by barricades. While 'the women are employed as we have shown, this is the work for men. The Pa- risians have attained to great excellence in the building of these defences of civil- isation. This is their style." [Here follow elaborately descriptive instructions for the building of a barricade.] "Fancy, then a hundred such barricades at once in Paris—a hundred streets teeming with missiles and paved with broken glass, as we have described; then

fancy mothers flinging their furniture down on devoted troops; swarthy workini men defendinebarricades, retreating from street to street before bewildered a‘ diers, wheeling on their flank through an alley, or round this street or that on their rear; fancy young children with their little shirts all bloody, still &tali" on the bayonets of the mercenaries; the tocsin ringing, the Marsellaise, the rea flag, the hoarse glorious 'Vengeance!' booming, the burning palaces, and Viet la Republique!' and then what wonder if Louis Philippe had his crown knocked

"But this is not alone a lesson to us; it is a fact, an historic fact."

[England's foreign relations are glanced at as being in a bad state.]

"At home she is defenceless; and the men who now form the Provisional Go- vernment of France have been for years her most celebrated enemies: the great Republican party of which they are the leaders have vowed her ruin; and the French people burn with a thousand memories, and will avenge Paris.

"And so we may have a republic nearer home ere long; for in these events lies our fate. Next week we shall return to this matter.

" Vivn LA REPUBLIQUE! "

The Nation opens with a paper on "the Dawn of Freedom "— " Hear it, and rejoice, all men of Ireland, living within the four seas, or eating the bitter bread of exile, the day of our deliverance is at hand! Ireland's ()ppm. Utility, for which patriots sighed, swearing to make it memorable in the annals of mankind, is coming fast.. If we be not braggarts and perjurers, accursed of God and despised of men, the knell of our slavery has already rung on the night. We were peaceful, we were patient, we bided our time (oh! Heavens, with what bit- ter and humiliated hearts!) and now, by the smiled name of justice and of God, that time is come. Now, now, now. Already the dawn of freedom bursts like*

May morning in the East

"For us it was a happy choice A republic menus war with Europe; and war means Irish liberty."

To this succeeds a paper on "Ireland's Opportunity "—

" Ireland's opportunity., thank God and France, has come at last! Its chal- lenge rings in our ears like a call to battle, and warms our blood like wine. . . . Look at the position of England, a kingdom of unmanned and unwalled towns. England boasts her ancient freedom from invasion; and forgets that foreign swords tore her flag at Minium Stoke, and Bosworth. England, to be the workshop and arsenal of the world, has pressed her once gallant yeomanry into the service of the sordid ambition of private citizenst and destroyed in them the divine egotism which links the individual to his nation, and makes him feel in himself the immortality of his country."'