Some hundred thousand copies of "Uncle Tom's Cabin" have been sold, and it is probable the demand for it will continue till the authors and publishers have all and each of them filled their pockets with what is far more desirable to them than "good report" and the public good.

  As a work of literary merit it is hardly worth criticism, notwithstanding the Times has given it an awful scathing. It is far inferior to the "White Slaves of England," and should not be mentioned in the same breath with "Hagar" or "Wacousta," or Mrs. Moodie's highly finished and interesting work on rural life in Canada, called "Roughing It in the Bush," in which the sorrows and sufferings of the middle passage of white Slavery are far more thrillingly and artistically, and, what is to her credit, truthfully depicted; and is the best offset we know to all the Abolition gossip that may be created between this and the far distant period of universal emancipation. Indeed, "Uncle Joe's Cabin," mentioned in Mrs. Moodie's book, would, under her artistic embellishments, exhibit a far more effecting and effective picture, both of mental and bodily Slavery, and be productive of infinitely greater good to mankind, than all and everything emanating from the prostituted pens of the fanatical class, Beecher, Stowe & Co.

  If some one would get up an illustrated edition of Mrs. Moodie's "Roughing It in the Bush," with full pictures of "Uncle Joe and his family," old Satan and all the various scenes of emigration and settling in the Bush, so beautifully described in her first volume, and "pictures to match" of logging-bees, fires, outbreaks, whirlwinds, snowstorms, sickness and starvation in the wilderness, &c. &c., it would be a pearl of great price, both to her fame and pockets. We should hear less of "Uncle Tom's Cabin" and the horrors of Slavery in the South, and more of "Uncle Joe's Cabin" and the white slaves of Canada, a class of sufferers, whose class and condition, whose trials and tribulations, when, contrasted with the black slave of the South, is that of the wild Hottentot of Africa compared to the free and jolly gold hunter of California, or the well-fed and merry farmers of Texas and Oregon.

  As for ourselves, we have no just apprehension of much evil to follow the publication, nor on the contrary can we expect much good. It will make no permanent impression upon the slaveholder for good or for evil, and the only Abolitionists it will create will be in a region where they will be altogether harmless.

  The only evil we wish the reputed authoress and her friends, is, that she may spend five long years in the Bush, realizing to the fullest extent the life and trials of Mrs. Moodie in Canada West, and if she pleases to have a "Topsy" added to her comfort, and the minister to her "mind diseased," which in that condition will be sure to need a "slave comforter."

  We earnestly recommend the publishers of "Uncle Tom's Cabin" to affix to the next edition the following motto from an old canon, as old as the Church of Christ:

  "Si quis docet servum, pietas praetextu, dominum contemnere, et a ministerio recedere, et non cum benevolentia et omni honore domino suo inservire, anathema sit."

  "If any one, under the pretext of piety, teaches a slave to despise his master, and to withdraw him from his service, and not to serve his master with good will and all respect, let him be accursed."—N. O. Picayune.