pretty well, and spared our blushes for the model
republic, if the slaveholders themselves would only
withhold their testimony to the truth of what we were
willing to let pass as fiction. But they are
worse than Mrs. Stowe herself, and their writings
are getting to be quoted here quite extensively.
The Moniteur of to-day, and another widely-circulated
journal that lies on my table, both contain extracts
from those extremely incendiary periodicals, The
National Intelligencer, of February 11, and The
N.O. Picayune, of February 17. The first
gives an auctioneer’s advertisement of the sale
of “a negro boy of eighteen years, a negro girl
aged sixteen, three horses, saddles, bridles, wheelbarrows,”
&c. Then follows an account of the sale, which
reads very much like the description, in the dramatic
feuilletons here, of a famous scene in the Case
de l’Oncle Tom, as played at the Ambigu
Comique. The second extract is the advertisement
of “our esteemed fellow-citizen, Mr. M.C.G.,”
who presents his “respects to the inhabitants
of O. and the neighbouring parishes,” and “informs
them that he keeps a fine pack of dogs trained to catch
negroes,” &c. It is painful to think that
there are men in our country who will write, and that
there are others found to publish, such tales as these
about our peculiar institution. I put it to Mr.
G., if he thinks it is patriotic. As a “fellow-citizen,”
and in his private relations, G. may be an estimable
man, for aught I know, a Christian and a scholar, and
an ornament to the social circles of O. and the neighboring
parishes. But as an author, G. becomes public
property, and a fair theme for criticism; and in that
capacity, I say G. is publishing the shame of his
country. I call him G., without the prefatory
Mister, not from any personal disrespect, much as
I am grieved at his course as a writer, but because
he is now breveted for immortality, and goes down to
posterity, like other immortals, without titular prefix.’
[Cheers.] Now, here is where you get the true features
of slavery. What is the reason that the churches,
as a general thing, are silent—that some
of them are apologists, and that some, in the extreme
Southern States, actually defend slavery, and say
it is a good institution, and sanctioned by Scripture?
It is simply this—the overwhelming power
of the slave system; and whence comes that overwhelming
power? It comes from its great influence in the
commercial world. [Hear!] Until the time that cotton
became so extensively an article of export, there was
not a word said in defence of slavery, as far as I
know, in the United States. In 1818, the Presbyterian
General Assembly passed resolutions unanimously on
the subject of slavery, to which this resolution is
mildness itself; and not a man could be found to say
one word against it. But cotton became a most
valuable article of export. In one form and another,
it became intimately associated with the commercial


