The new book by Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe, needs no particular description from us, for almost every body is reading it. Fifty thousand copies, it is said, have already been sold—a sufficient evidence of its popularity. We need only say, that it is a center shot at slavery; the hardest blow that has been struck yet. There was undoubtably a strong demand in the public mind, for something new and truthful on that subject; and this masterly book nobly satisfies the claim. As a work of fiction, the interest is well sustained throughout, and the subtle, delicious, pervading inspiration with which it is written, carries away the heart, without asking any leave. We rise from the reading of it with the refreshing consciousness of having supped with truth. There is no mistaking the effect 'Uncle Tom' will have; it must go far to ripen off the Anti-slavery revolution, both at the North and the South. Our readers will do well to procure and read it, if they have not done so.

  We have a remark or two to make, from our peculiar point of view. The emotions that are justly excited against slavery, by reading this book, ought not to stop there, but should be carried over with all their intensity, to the love of money. That is the real sin, where all our detestation is finally due. It is evidently the essence of slavery—the root where all its horrors grow. That is a vice which is as prevalent here at the North, as at the South; and its fruits here are in fact, as hideous, though less open and direct. We shall have an 'Uncle Tom' illustrating Northern institutions, as soon as heavenly society becomes near and clear enough to set off the contrast. In comparison with the unity and civilization of the Society, the best of our is like a Red River slave plantation, where selfishness, death, and the devil systematically work up their victims. G.