whatever in the matter. The object is to make money out of the woolly
heads, and after that is accomplished they have no farther use for
them. The same motives prompt them to write books on slavery--negro
oppression and the negroes woes, that induce the cotton grower and the
sugar planter to work slaves on their farms. Money is as truly the
object of the former, as it is of the latter. And facts prove that the
cotton growers and sugar planters, have more sympathy for the African
race, than Northern abolitionists.


SECTION IV.

How mortifying the reflection, that such a work as Uncle Tom's Cabin,
should have become so popular in England and America. As an American,
we can but view it with shame and regret. Where is the Bible? Where
are Shakespeare and Milton, and Addison and Johnson? And where are our
own immortal poets and prose writers? Who reads the chaste and
beautiful writings of Washington Irvin? What has become of our well
written and instructive histories and biographies? Why is it that a
filthy negro novel is found in every body's hand? Uncle Tom's Cabin!
What is it? What can be expected from it? Will it improve the manners,
the morals, or the literary tastes of our country-men, and fair
country-women? No! Never! Its very touch is contaminating. Filth,
pollution, and mental degradation, follow in the train of this class
of writers. In what consists the merit of Uncle Tom's Cabin? It is
hard to tell. Look at its dark design--its injustice--its falsehoods!
Its vulgarisms, negroisms, localisms, and common place slang! Its
tendency to pervert public taste, and corrupt public morals. How
remarkable that a work of its character, should have been so much read
and admired! We may boast of our intelligence and virtue to our hearts