Abuse of the South.
We must express our acknowldgments to the abolition editors who occasionally send us newspapers filled brimful of all manner of blackguardism.
and malignity.
We know they intend to annoy us, but we cannot afford to let them do it. The envy, hatred and detraction of low fellows has no especial terror for their superiors.
This world is made up of all sorts of people, and we are prepared to take them as we find them.
When we read newspapers full of such stuff as has been lately sent us, we look at the thing philosophically; we examine them as we would queer specimens of natural history, and amuse ourselves with conjecturing what such kind of beings were created for. The only conclusion we can come to is that of the Scripture-- some vessels for honor and some for dishonor.--These ‘"lewd fellows of the baser sort"’ have their uses, no doubt, like spiders, lizards and copperheads, but it is a mystery which can only be explained at the last day.
We assure the abolition editors that their abuse of the
South is but so much mud, which only defiles him who throws it. None of it adheres to us. It is in general disagreeable to be made the subject of ribaldry, but the vocabulary of abuse has been long ago exhausted by the New York
Tribune, and the dally repetition of the thing has deprived it of all novelty and effect.
We have come to look upon these in odorous exhalations as an essential part of the nature of our vulgar enemies, and regard them as entirely a matter of course.
We would as soon expect fragrance from the body of a defunct dog, or music from the throat of a swine, as common civility from one of those anti-Southern journalists.
Their impelling motive is envy; they feel a consciousness of their innate inferiority in all the qualities that adorn humanity to the
Southern people, and hence their excessive bitterness.
They may hurl reproaches or bombshells upon us; they may deride or they may exterminate us, but they cannot prevent us from despising them.
