now are, there must ever be a state of negative or positive antagonism between us. It is more than idle to talk of a unity and harmony of principles, sentiments and feelings between the two Continents. As well expect concord and fellowship between Christ and Belial, as between the Spirits of Liberty and Despotism. Friendly relations between the European governments and ourselves, may and will exist—such only as the mutual and reciprocal benefits resulting from trade and Commerce can create: but beyond this, the governments of Europe, as governments, must entertain towards us an implacable hatred, and to destroy us and blot our name and nation from the earth, is the first and most cherished object of their hearts.
We are informed by high authority that Satan, the better to effect his wicked devices against us, sometimes transforms himself into an angel of light. And the enemies of liberty in Europe, and especially in England, acting on this principle, transform themselves into angels of benevolence and mercy, in order to sow the seeds of discord and disunion among us, and, if possible, divide our Union.
While utterly indifferent to the wretched condition of their slaves of tyranny and cruelty, their generous hearts are ever flowing with compassion for ours, whose condition is a hundred fold better than theirs. And they find but too many persons in this country the ready dupes and obsequious tools and instruments of their fanatical and infamous tactics.
When we contemplate the condition of the populace of Europe, especially that of England, the boasted land of religion and freedon, when we contemplate the condition of her suffering and destitute millions,—the condition of her operatives in her factories, her fields and her coal mines; the condition of tens of thousands of her daughers, driven annually, by want and injustice, to crime and ruin: when we contemplate all this, can anything be more farsical, absurd or questionable on moral and religious grounds, than the late Stafford House movement, where the high-born dames of England, blind and indifferent to all the scenes of suffering, destitution and degradation around the, but full of mawkish sentimentalism and “Uncle Tom” philanthropy, assembled to devise ways and means to deliver the merry—and “laugh and grow fat” Negroes of America, three thousand miles from them!!! What benevolence! what transcendental philanthropy!!
