The Liberator

An Apostate New-Englander. The Jeffersonian Republican (quite a liberty sounding title) is the name of a new paper recently commenced in Charlottesville, Virginia. The editor is a young man who went from Connecticut a few years since, became corrupted, married a slaveholding female, and is now a determined advocate of everlasting slavery. We had an interview with him not long ago, and it was painful to find how completely callous his heart had become, and his understanding perverted. His early friends and acquaintance speak of the change in his character as equally astonishing and afflicting. Formerly, he was tender-hearted, extremely conscientious, assiduous in doing good, and uncommonly amiable. Now he is the reverse of all this—irritable, selfish, callous and corrupt. As a specimen of his humanity, hear what he says in his paper respecting the riot in Boston:

The mob did not disperse, until they had obtained the person of Garrison, whom they led through the city with a rope around his neck. The best thing the Bostonians have done since they destroyed the tea in '73.

Again—speaking of the forcible dispersion of the Utica Convention, he charitably remarks—

The Convention thereupon, adjourned, to assemble at Peterborough, 35 miles distant from Utica, where, it is to be hoped, a similar fate may await them.