titute, and no man is sooner offended and disgusted than myself at female rudeness and bad manners. They, who know me in private life, know this to be a true representation of myself. The manners which I exhibited to you in Nottingham were not an exception, but the general rule of my life. And I cannot perceive, that in the publication of "Every Woman's Book," I have deviated from those manners. I do not make it the subject of common conversation, more than I would talk about child-birth, or sickness, or its remedy, in common conversation; but in no company should I shrink from the subject, where my conversation on it were challenged, or where it could be usefully introduced. I made my apology to you for this public address, at the commencement, and conclude with begging pardon, as far as it may be unpleasant. I may never see you again; but I shall never shrink from seeing you, when you feel that you can meet me pleasantly, and when an opportunity may offer. I am very proud of myself, and think my company inferior to none; therefore, they who partake of it must take it on that condition. While I shrink not from good manners in clean rags, or while I feel at ease in conversing with all good mannered persons, however poor, on the one side; on the other, I place myself on an equality with all who may be richer than myself and make them feel that equality. No explanation of this kind was necessary to you. Our condition in life might be nearly equal; and my attention has been drawn to you, on the representation, and on my discovery, that, as an unfortunate old maid, I beg pardon, unfortunate only as to not being well matched and married, you possess some virtues.

Wishing you well married, and every other available happiness in this world and that which is always to come,

I am your moral and pitying admirer,

RICHARD CARLILE.

THE CHALLENGE.
(Concluded from page 368.)

I'm wearied with the repetition

Of pettiest strife, and worst ambition,

Which men ascribe, they best know why,

To their strange demon deity.

And as one tale (I've scanned the best)

Is a fair sample of the rest,

I'll pause, ere yet against my will
Some nameless scenes arrest my quill;
Scenes that would fling a lasting shame
On even Christians, but to name,
Which knowing well, each pious elf
Keeps all those dainties to himself.
Pure as the Bible is, we brook
Its mirror in no other book,

So now, in free and friendly mood,
I'll make my exit with the flood.
You've read of that one window'd bark
Which Christians designate the ark,
How Noah was saved, that he might vent
His curse of drunken discontent,
And eke to let his pairs and sevens,
Loose once more to the earth and heavens.
You've read of Lamech, but, the ma
He murder'd-name him if you can.
You've read of God provoking Babel,
And how the Omnipotent All Able
Play'd up the very Devil's tricks
With the poor builders and their bricks.
You've read of Abraham and his son,
Of Lot, his wife, and-but I've done.
Tho' surely 'twas a kind of sight
Ill calculated for delight,

Ev'n for a God in any mood,

Save for the Christian's God-the flood.
'Twas a fine sight, no doubt, to sce
The mother's frantic look, while she
Held up her babe above the wave,
Her last mute prayer, within her grave;
Oh! if the holiest things might charm,
Who could behold her outstretch'd arm,
And that it held, above the brink,
And yet, oh horror! see them sink?
Some stronger few might gain a steep,
That for a moment mock'd the deep,
But still it rose, till they too stood,
Mirror'd in the still rising flood,

Which, while they gazed on, they grew drunk
With horror at themselves, and sunk.

Now, Christian go, and take with thee

Thy holy book, and deity,

Shade each adoring maniac gaze,
With dubious heavenly hellish haze,
Tell them damnation hovers o'er them,
If they but look one inch before them;
And if they look behind, or halt,
Blast them, like Lot's wife, into salt,
Then, after you have fix'd them quite,
Tell them, "Whatever is-is right!"
Now go, thou Quixote of thy brain,
Go to thy priests and gods as vain,
Incarcerate, destroy all those,
Who, not believing, are thy foes;
Meanwhile, for thee I spring a mine
Of truth, tho' told in but one line-

(Doubt as you may this challenge truth of mine)— That which is doubted, cannot be divine!

* Why not all-able, as well as almighty ?

I. W. IMRAY.

KINGCRAFT AND PRIESTCRAFT.

Don Miguel and the Christian Religion.

Vengeance, punishments, extraordinary commissions, the office of the executioner substituted for that of justice! In this, kind Miguel has surpassed the expectations of those who fancying they knew him well, had announced to Portugal a day of blood and terror. The prisons have been crowded; the activity of the executioners have been exercised in the silence of the night, and the Tagus bore upon its waters the mutilated carcasses of his victims. This was doubtless gaining something for Don Miguel and his worthy mother; but these vulgar enjoyments of tyranny did not long satisfy their desires. In pursuing those who opposed his recent usurpation, he acted in a circle of too much restraint. Whatever ability was exercised in creating criminals, matter must soon be wanted for delations, and food for the scaffolds. To transport himself back to a distant period, to pursue those who showed themselves, four years ago, faithful to their Prince, was to open a vast field for new immolations. Don Miguel assures himself an ample harvest of heads to charm his leisure, and of confiscations to fill his treasury. Such a thought could not present itself to his mind, without being instantly transformed into a decree. This decree has appeared. Those who defended John VI. against an unnatural son, those who surrounded that unfortunate Prince; besieged in his palace of Bemposta by mutinous soldiers; such persons will answer with their heads, and with their property, for their devotion. If M. Hyde de Neuville, if the other ambassadors, were still at Lisbon, they would see the brave Portuguese, who ranged themselves around them, dragged to the scaffold; perhaps they themselves could not have escaped punishment, for a tyrant is unmuzzled, and all prey is good prey to him. And how should Don Miguel forgive them? They have snatched his father from his fury; they have prevented the consummation of the crime of parricide. How much blood will he not require to indemnify him for the pleasure which he would have tasted in bathing himself in the blood of his father!

Imagination shudders at the series of crimes which have already marked the reign of this tyrant, and yet the governments which are so much interested in preserving to royalty the respect of the people, coldly contemplate these hideous Saturnalia! One word will explain this contradiction. The sacerdotal power placed itself amidst the government of Don Miguel. Don Miguel is a monster, but he observes the externals of religion; he rebelled against his father, but was submissive to his confessor; he betrayed his brother and the monarch who sheltered him, but he has offered silver candlesticks to I know not what celebrated Madona in Austria; he deceived the Portuguese by a mock oath, but he was hand and glove with a bishop; he bathes himself in blood, but he protects the monks; he kills his subjects, in order to confiscate their goods, but he enriches the convents. THUS, HE IS THE MODEL OF KIngs, the pious PRINCE, THE ELECT OF THE SANCTUARY, THE IDOL OF ALL HOLY HEARTS. There were Te Deums for his accession-there are benedictions for each of his crimes. THE REIGN OF DON MIGUEL IS THE UTOPIA OF PRIESTCRAFT REALIZED.

Nothing would be more easy than to put down this atrocious tyrant; yet it is not done and indeed, it is in vain that the Emperor Don Pedro calls on the Portuguese to bedew the tree of liberty with their blood, that they may see it flourish in their country; their superstition, their ignorance, extravagance, poverty, and fawning habits in a miserable court, have brought them into such a disgraceful state of moral degradation, that they never will effect their independence without foreign interference-and such interference foo, as will counteract the influence and countenance afforded to the Miguelites by our own government En attendant, whips, axes and gibbets, dungeons, chains and racks, will be the established methods of persuading a few thousand refractory men to obedience.

Bristol, Sept. 22, 1828.

E. SMITH.

TO MR. RICHARD CARLILE, LONDON.

New York, 25th July, 1828. DEAR SIR,-In consideration of the sufferings you have nobly endured in the cause of political liberty and mental emancipation, and your indefatigable labours in that cause, the Society of Free Enquirers, of this city, have unanimously elected you an honorary member of their institution.

The following is the resolution that was passed and recorded on the occasion.

Proposed by Mr. Wm. H. Bowie, and seconded by Mr. Joseph S. Canon.

Resolved that the following persons be elected honorary members of this Society :

Miss Frances Wright, of Nashoba, Indiana.

Messrs. Robert Owen, of New Lanark, Scotland.
Richard Carlile, of London.

Robert Taylor, of London.

Robert Dale Owen, of New Harmony.

With this you will receive a copy of the Constitution, and the opening address, and a copy of the Bible of Reason, a work lately published in this city. Regarding the progress of liberal principles in England, the Society have expressed an unanimous wish to open a correspondence with you, which they have no doubt would be attended with beneficial results.

At present they have only to refer you to other letters that are intended to be inclosed in this package, and to add that any communication by the packets from London or Liverpool, and addressed to George Anderson, No. 316, Pearl-street, New-York, will be gladly received, and meet with every attention.

Respectfully your's,

GEORGE ANDERSON, Cor. Sec.

Mr. Richard Carlile.

PHRENOLOGY.

THE REV. Mr. Welsh, a staunch kirk of Scotland man, publicly says, "I have found the greatest benefit from the science, as a minister of the gospel. I have been led to study the evidences of Christianity anew, in connexion with phrenology, and I feel my confidence in the truth of our holy religion increased by this new examination. I have examined the doctrines of our church also, one by one, in connexion with the truths of our new science, and I have found the most wonderful harmony between them, and, in dealing with my people in the ordinary duties of my calling, the practical benefit I have derived from phrenology is inestimable."*-Phrenological Journal.

DR. GALL, the celebrated phrenologist, has directed by his will, that his head should be taken off and dissected, for the use of his system, and to be added to his collection'; that his body should be buried at PERE LA CHAISE, but has strictly enjoined that no priest be admitted at the ceremony.

Mr. Henry Hunt, in a letter to the editor of the Morning Herald, dated Paris, August 29, says:-"The funeral of Dr. Gall took place yesterday. He was accompanied from his house to the burial-ground, (Pere la Chaise) by a numerous body of his friends and admirers, many medical men, and a great concourse of spectators His remains were disposed of strictly conformably to the letter, as well as the spirit of his will. His head was taken off, and left for the admirers and followers of his system, and for the use of the public. His body was interred without the assistance or interference of any priest. Five or six medical men delivered funeral orations over his grave."

* We should like to know from the Rev. Mr. Welsh, how he associates Phrenology with the Christian religion. We should like him to explain if there be an organ of belief in the trinity, an organ of predestination, by which the elect are marked for salvation, and the absence of which is the criterion of reprobation and damnation. We should like him to explain, if, in the various figures of the head, he finds causes for the various sectarianism of the day, and if the heads of the Roman Catholics are uniform. We should like him to show us if there be an organ of adult baptism, an organ for prayer, another for psalmsinging, and above all, we should like him to exhibit the organ of hypocrisy. We should like him to show, if there be a devil's organ, or an organ of demoniacal possession. This and more must be done, before Phrenology can be made so pliant as to subserve the purposes of the preachers of the Christian religion.

No. 14.-Vol. 2.

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R. C.