The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1853-06-23

,.ee rn. aide by side. on It's silken cushions.
T.sdv BYRON must Be fond Of cuntFnsts.---s
she who drove the handsomest man and the
rrestest genius Of England from Ter side to
make room Tor characterless negro. But Il
the august widow falls into a caprice for a
co,nmemora,ion of her goodness IN charcoal
sketches in her old age. who shall not say ], is
the purest benevelcnce. She gave charity balls
in her youth which her excited Lord deemed
about as charitable as we think her appear
ance with the negro. But il is not the first
time that such philanthropby has found root
on desolate hearihstone."
Next comes Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe,
who was invited to take possession. for o"s
morning" Of Stafford House, "not," the wri
ter says, "as lady and guest who is to TO-
ceive The domestic hospitality OF equal 70
equal" but as the high born Of England re-
ceiyed the Tom Thumbs and actresses "hon
propnquity never makes nearer 10 augus'
persons.r As proof that such Is the chaIac.
ter Of her reception, no sooner IL o.a"v'o
House cleared of her, than it is opened ior ,he
Black Swan" who rufles her ebony p'u'
maeen in the aristocratic mansion quite as
proudly as her predecessor had done before
her.
The writer cannot be induced to believe that
there is any reality in all this outbreak oil en-
tbusiasm, or that lis development has been
caused by novel which has awakened the
ssn,;men,ality of class "whose benevolence
sorings from novels and ends there" He
thinks there is some more profound feeling at
the bottom, and designates that feeling "the
fostering dislike which our respected mother
entertains towards nation that has thrown
off her authority, and become not only inde-
pendent of hel, but her rirat-the only rival
of which she has any real cause to De jealous"
alt is" he says" a jubilee over pretext-
though its foundation is in iction-by which
a Republic can be held up to Reproduction before
the world" He says:
"What sane man will be convinced that PEG.
ole who harness women, like donkes, to their
coal dross deep in the bowels of the earth can,
with this cruelty unredressed, seek abroa d
for objects Of charitable INTEREST,"
Who, among us, that has year after year
seen the starvation and misery flung off from
the wrouged bosom of old Ireland and brought
with every wave of the Atlantic, to our own
shores, will believe that the tender hearted
mother country is weeping over our fat, laugh
ing, frolicking negroes, who would not to.
day, the worst used among them, exchange
his plantation life with that of a cotton spin
ner-a miner, or even a peasant OF England,
much less with the poor Irish pea SAINT sitting
hrea dless and homeless by the cabin some
English agent has torn TO the ground, after
driving him ard his children forth at the point
of the bayonet. Does England, in earnest,
talk about the separation of slave families
when her paupers, the moment they receive
her sparse charity, are separated without
mercy, children from parents, husbands from
wives-and all that poverty, inevitable poverty
may not lie encouraged"
The writer then calls upon the philanthro-
pists of England to remember that Americans
sometimes visit their Union work-houses, and
witness the development of home benevolence.
The following picture, with which he con-
cludes. is we have no doubt, drawn to the
life, and not at all overwrought:
While women whose only crime is poverty
are dressed in sackcloth and uniform, coarser
than anything our convicts wear, and on that
uniform is branded in great black letters the
name of the pauper residence-the merciful
badge which England affixes to the crime of
want, it will be difficult to make us believe in
the delicate sympathy which England ex.
presses for our negroes. While these poor
women, in a land where machinery has reached
10 so great perfection, are compelled 10 grind
corn which is to keep body aud soul together,
under a ponderous grinding wheel, crushing
the grain with their united strength, and bend
ing to the task, like beasts of burden, with the
sweat raining from their faces, and their eyes
sharpened with continued want, till they seem
like furnished animals rather Than human be
ings;-while these miserable women are TO be
seen in Great Britain, thus branded like cri-
minals and worked like beasts, no American
can think Of the sympathy expressed for our
negroes without thrill Of generous indigna
ton.
In the city of Liverpool we have ourselves
seen women prowling along the streets and
eagerly gathering horse manure in their ragged
aprons, saving themselves by this degrading
toll from the still deeper degradation of British
charity.
So much for the scenes of poverty through
which the aristocratic lords and ladies of
England must wade before their philanthropy
can gush pure and limpid as they would have
us think it does, on our Southern shores
We doubt very much if these features of
British philanthropy, with hundred others
which we have Witnessed with our own eyes,
could be placed before our Southern slaves
if even in their ignorance, they would not beg
TO be saved from the interference of a nation
whose Christian benevolence produces no bets
ter results at home.