ounces. the Jew and Christian heroes together, will be insignificant when this new list is published. I have one case of a cure of deafness within two hours of taking the mercury. There is a case of dropsy in hand, a bad case, in which a child was rendered unable to walk with crutches. The mercury has given her strength and spirits to take her crutches, but does not seem to shake the seat of the disease. She is still under trial, and has not yet taken above three Several physicians had done their utmost and given her up. Her disease began when she was about eighteen months old, and has so weakened her legs, that they have grown quite crooked, so that there is no hope of final restoration to health and good figure. I desire all persons, who have been themselves benefitted, or who know others who have been benefited by it, to send me a statement of their cases. I differ with you as to its utility in metal or in pills. You cannot improve its powers by any mixture; and it is evident, throughout the statement of Belloste, that putting it into pills was merely a disguise for the eye. It may be made into pills by beating it up with Conserve of Roses and a small quantity of any purgative powder, such as Magnesia or Rhubarb. The powder and any kind of balsam, or syrup, or vegetable oil, will work it into a lump, from which you may make pills. I find the interest excited to be great about the crude mercury, and I will very soon print the whole matter as a pamphlet with all the information I can accumulate as to its effects. I have been solicited by many to do so. CITIZEN STEEL, ACCEPT and communicate my thanks to my Leeds friends for this further subscription. Assure them, that I grow stronger after every new batch of prosecutions, and that so calm am I over, or under them, that they have ceased to agitate my mind otherwise than as a matter of pleasure. I had the brave Joseph Swan with me yesterday, and it is likely he will visit Leeds before he returns to Stockport. The infamous sentence of Trafford Trafford has neither broken Swan's spirits, shaken his opinious, nor deterred others from espousing them. RICHARD CARLILE COPY OF A LETTER SENT TO SIR CHARLES MY LORD, I HAVE used every fair and legal means within my power to obtain justice from the Court of King's Bench, with regard to the property of mine now under your authority, and all that I have asked at your bands is, a disposal of that property either by sale or return to me. One or the other, you, or your successor, must eventually do; for I pledge my word, more sacred than any Christian's oath, (a proof of which I have in your conduct, for you have denied me justice), that I will in no way compromise that matter, nor be satisfied until every sheet of paper taken from my premises be legally accounted for. There is no part of it that the law authorises you to seize and detain; therefore, your conduct is evidently illegal. * Had I not been robbed of property under the authority of your Court, of that Court which sentenced me to fine and imprisonment, my fines would have been comparatively trifling at the expiration of three years imprisonment. They would have been paid, and I should have quitted the gaol at the hour; but now, I have not only been robbed of twice or thrice the value of the fines, or twice or thrice that for what I at present know; but I have been detained beyond a reasonable period, on account of that robbery and those fines, beyond that period, which, it to me seems likely, that the Court would have sentenced me, had no fines been imposed. If you wait for any kind of submission from me, you will wait my death or your own. Assured that I have violated. no law, that I have done no person wrong, I will never acknowledge myself an offender; for, in my view, to be daily confessing sin and to be still daily sinning, is only adding conscious villainy to conscious villainy, or making the character a compound of all vices. I should hate myself, to confess a sin to day, and to go and do the same thing to morrow. Nor will your detention of my property obtain that object which is your only excuse-to prevent the circulation of the printed matter. I bave reprinted, and will reprint, as often as the matter.be out of print; though the loss of property has impoverished me, and made me do it under disad-. vantages that I should not otherwise have felt. Never was a man more confident of victory, in any contention, in which he engaged, than I am over you as Christians. เ The more I study and examine the matter, the more confi-. dent I grow; the more violent your struggles the stronger I feel myself; and I declare to you, if you will believe me, that never was man more sincere in sentiment, more honest to himself and his fellow man, than I have been, at this moment àm, and ever hope to be. You, on your side, as Christians, have not only the worst şide of the argument, you are not only silent as to the argu-. ments which I advance against your religious' opinions, ju.dicial conduct, and legal interpretations as relating to them; but the injuries which you and your brother Judges of the Court of King's Bench, with the whole of the King's Minis ters of the last four years, have freted upon itre, warrant. me in saying, that you deny me justice in opposition to every recognized principle of the law of this country, and that, towards me, as an individual, you are both robbers and tyrants. I am, my Lord, Your Lordship's injured and unoffending prisoner, Dorchester Gaol, June 23, 1824, in the sixty-first month of my imprisonment. Two Pounds for Mr. Carlile from his old friends who meet in Regent Street, by the hands of Mr. Robinson and 'J: Hill. Ten Shittings and Sixpence from a few friends who are lovers of Paine's Rights of Man, Age of Reason, and Palmer's Principles of Nature, to Mr. Carlile's imprisoned shopmen, by J. Ż. Thomas Riley Perry acknowledges the receipt of One 'Pound from the Translator of, Dupuis, and R. Hassell of One Pound from four friends at Cerne. Printed and Published by R. CARLILE, 84, Fleet Street.-All Correspondences for "The Republican" to be left at the place of publication. The Republican. No. 5, VOL. 10.] LONDON, Friday, Aug. 5, 1824. [PRICE 6d. PROSECUTIONS FOR BLASPHEMY! WHEN I began a narrative on this subject, a few weeks ago, I fully expected, that I should have had to record the arrests and trials of one hundred persons by this time; and was as much disappointed at the mode of cessation, as at the mode of commencing this last batch of prosecutions. It is another triumph-another proof that iguorance cannot combat active and resolute knowledge. The members of the administration of Government, or of whatever sect or party that encourages these prosecutions, are in duty bound to do one of two things: to prosecute all who sell anti-Christian publications, or to liberate all imprisoned for selling them. To keep a number of men in prison for having sold, while the works are still in open, rapid, and unmolested sale, is a burlesque upon every principle of law and justice, a matter of sheer malice and littleness of mind, on the part of the saints and spiritualists. If they gain a point on one side, by supposing, that a shew of persecution deters some few from selling, and others from purchasing, such publications, they lose ten times the amount of influence by the performance of such villainy, by exhibiting themselves in such ridiculous characters, and by causing a periodical public excitement upon the matter, with an apparent defeat at each time. No arrests have taken place since that of Thomas Riley Perry, who has shewn himself to be the last of as fine a sample of men as the friends of free discussion could have wished to have seen prosecuted. Little Jef, the Recorder, has done them immortal honour, by imprisoning them in the ratio of the ability displayed. We have had a little company of men waiting at 84, Fleet Street for new arrests; but have been compelled to disband them, to a mutual regret; but with an assurance, that they will be forthcoming, whenever the enemy is heard of again Printed and Published by R. Carlile, 84, Fleet Street. in a hostile humour. In another series of arrests, we will endeavour to treat little Jef to half a dozen women as objects calculated to agitate a greater quantity of his spleen. We will put forth all the Mrs. Wrights that we can find for him. So preserve your spleen, little Jef. Michael John O'Connor has been sentenced to six months imprisonment in the Compter; but it is presumed that there is a right understanding between him and his fraternity. Little Jef is made to blame him for not disclosing who were behind the curtain at 84, Fleet Street, as there was evidently an association for the support of that shop. There is an association, and a very strong one; for it is a proof of the purity and importance of the principles we advocate, when I say, that my business has been managed by a succession of strangers, many of whom I have never seen ever since the imprisonment of my sister. Doubtless, O'Connor told all that he knew; but it happened that he never was behind the curtain; and, by something like instinct, no one would employ him, or acknowledge him as employed. If Little Jef be curious, I will employ him for a week, at twenty Shillings wages, and allow him to see the drift and management of the whole concern. I will not offer him more than a week's employ, as I should be fearful about his honesty, after such an association as he has long held with all the thieves of London. The names of the men now in Newgate, for having passed through my shop, and every way worthy of public support and encouragement are: WILLIAM CAMPION... 36 months imprisonment. JOHN CLARKE WILLIAM HALEY 36 Do. 36 Do. These men truly constitute a little Honourable House of Blasphemers; but they are blasphemers of the moral sort; they never blaspheme any thing that is good. They are not like their neighbours in office, the City Aldermen: in fact, the City was never so honoured with such an honour |