The Liberator
[Unsigned Reprint]
Boston: 8 October 1852


From the Dover Morning Star.

  Was it written by a friend or foe of slavery?—Though there is probably nothing doubtful about the answer to this question, still there is no wrong, in asking it. But while admitting that it was written by its accredited authorities, many plausible reasons exist for denying it.

  1. As we intimated in the notice we gave of it, its style is just the low and vulgar, which we should suppose any abolitionist, who was mischievous enough for the deception, would employ in a story for which he meant to make the slaveholding aristocracy responsible, and thus indirectly serve the cause of freedom.

  2. It betrays just that ignorance of anti-slavery men and measures, which, while it makes its author write as though her readers were all as ignorant as her own 'Bacchus,' is just what a foe of slavery, whose moral feeling was not very perfect, might like piously to palm off upon pro-slavery, and thereby serve the cause of freedom.

  3. It is written in just the spirit which a foe of slavery would like to make appear in a work, purporting to have come from the hands of one of its friends and defenders. For instance, at a great ball at Washington she meets, among other noted characters, 'a she abolitionist.' Or to notice a religious instance, the following will answer: 'We need not wait till the Rev. Mr. Aldie says grace, though that would not detain us long, for the Rev. Mr. Aldie, besides being very hungry, has a great deal of tact, and believes in short prayers.'

  4. Finally—for we have the patience to spend no more time upon the matter—the whole book is just that coarse, bungling thing, ever exposing its cause to the raking fire of anti-slavery, and its authoress to derision and scorn, which a wicked foe of slavery might like to see palmed off upon pro-slavery head, heart, and literature. It is a fine thing for freedom. It serves it admirably! It stands, in this respect, second only to 'Uncle Tom's Cabin.' Its authoress is immortalized. In the history of providential government, she shall be written down as an efficient co-laborer with Harriet Beecher Stowe. Mrs. B., in writing 'Uncle Tom's Cabin,' did a glorious work. But, in provoking Mrs. E. to write Aunt Phillis's, she has put herself above all praise. With two such champions for its cause, anti-slavery is indeed hopeful.

'God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform.'