to pass over the river that night.  Was ever a more glaring falsehood penned.  As well might she have told us, that Eliza walked over the river on the water, with a boy who was probably five or six years of age, in her arms!  How inconsistent!  How foolish!  How superlatively ridiculous are such tales!!  It is enough; I need not wade through the entire work, in order to show the falsity of Mrs. Stowe’s tale.

She has calumniated her countrymen, and the slander has gone with electric speed on the pinions of the press, to the ends of the earth.  Her country lies bleeding at her feet; its institutions totter.  But ah! if she can but luxuriate in her ill-gotten gains, but little does she care what becomes of her country.  She, truly, has been well paid for her services.  She has received a “large fee,” and all this was done under the pretense of serving the cause of liberty!  Yes, truly, she is serving the cause of liberty with a vengeance.  Had all the despots of earth leagued themselves together, for the purpose of crushing civil liberty, they could not have given it such a shock, as has been done by the publication of Uncle Tom’s Cabin.  Well may the friends of republican institutions bow their heads with shame and regret.  The moral influence of the great American republic is destroyed.  The friends of liberty throughout the world, mourn the disaster.

Mrs. Stowe is the modern Eve.  Old mother Eve said, “The serpent beguiled me, and I did eat.”  Mrs. Stowe may say, “The serpent beguiled me, and I did write.”  Yes, she did write.  The daughter of a clergyman and the wife of a clergyman did write a novel; and other clergymen seem to think it a fit substitute for the Bible in Sabbath schools; and ere long, other clergymen will, I have no doubt, read their text from it in the pulpit.  God preserve the world, from clerical knaves and fools.  Of all the curses, that ever were permitted by Almighty God to fall on wicked and deluded nations, there are none so much to be dreaded, as corrupt, bigoted, fanatical clergymen.  A clergyman—­a minister of God—­a minister of the gospel of peace and glad tidings to all—­who with his eyes open, will countenance, aid, or abet, any thing that destroys the peace and harmony of this nation, or that threatens to result in disunion and civil war, ought to be hurled forty leagues deep into perdition.

I entreat you my fellow citizens, to open your eyes and look around you!  Behold hydra-headed infidelity stalking over New England, in clerical robes.  Behold others, who have so far lost sight of their calling, and the spirit of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, that they are opposing the execution of the laws of our common country!  Sowing dissentions and exciting feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred among our citizens.  Be not deceived by their clerical robes and assumed sanctity; it is all lighter than a feather in the balance.  My friends, there is danger ahead.  Beware lest you be led blindfold to ruin by canting hypocrites.  These are the men that endanger our liberties.  Stand aloof, give no support to religious bigotry and fanaticism.  I call on you as Christians, as patriots, “to touch not, taste not, handle not the unclean thing.”