Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1856-10-02
Decline in the Negro Marl.,

| Philanthropy is fashion. Somet;rD.. =. =.
the invaded Turk, sometimes the Ru..,.n =
serf; now the Pole, now the Hungarian~to-
| day the weaver, 10 morrow the needle woman
once the miner, and again the diver The
vegetariaDs include all brute creation in their
comprehensive tenderness, while Hindoos ab-
hor the bull, the Hebrews the pig, and, In
thelr hate, bless those quadrupeds left 20 live
ana, living, feed happily. The British have
gamut of chsrities, which they ring through
IN different years.
Ine dear interesting objects are generally
lorelsners, for the home bred mise-ables are
only taken up now and then, when the foreign
darilngs are scarce, or forgotten. The Hotten
I2t' the CoOlie, the Hindoo. the Italian. the
uugarian, the Pole, all come, in due course,
lot their share of British speeches and British
subscriptions. But on the whole. the most
eehihg OBJECT OF our deep regrets and heavy
uonat,ons Is the American black-who holds
ens pace dEtinetiy whenever we get into a
part GUAR bad humor with our breth rem Across
the Atlantic. Whenever we get spiteful with
Jonathan, VIC bring forward his nigger-the
skeleton at the American feast-apd hoot
NC Know the Yankees sore place and hit
hard sometimes. Mrs Beecher Stowe wrote
SoT somebody wrote for herr a story called
uncle Tom" all about nigger life and plan
ters cruelty and it was published in England
at moment when We were in a tremendous
otter. u
The story was good story-the best OF the
sort ever done, If not an entirely new thought
altogether-and we bought up some million
copies, made Hrs. Stowe a great parsonage.
and riled the South as the South was SCI
dom riledp before. Mrs Stowe came 20 see
US, and our Whig Duchesses took her M, and
society was astonished how SO dull a
woman could have written SO clever a book
pu' TIC puoi!c generally sustained its epthu-
siasm, put her portrait In every window, and
infested the print shops and music shops with
Uncle Tom illustrations. Mrs Stowe wrote a
BOOK about Europe when she went home and
u was awfully foolish-but her reputation sold
lt, and the lady never found out the reason.
Believing still that our pristine partiality for
her remains, she resolves to make another
appeal to the reading world but, fatal error,
she goes over the old ground-the nigger plan
tation.
1t turns out that we are weary of Mrs.
stowe, as Mrs Stowe, and that the niger is
not just at present up" in the market Her
new account Of slave life in the States has
fallen dead on the market-to the dIsmay of
the publishers, who speculated in popularity
that was Fictitious, and does not endure the
test. We are in good huucr with Jonathan
now, and are not prepared to applaud the
literary art which makes money by setting q
great confederation by the ears on q topic de-
pendent on events, and not on logic, for its po-
litical treatment Let Mrs Stowe write
novels, By all means, and let them take their
chance With the Whig Duchesses; do not let
her seek TO win the British favors by denoun-
cling her own countrymen. That this is the
case, we are forced ID infer from the prior pub
lication Of her new book in London, and from
her own temperance in England at that mo
ment.-LtUerpO0L Post, Sept 6.