Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 21, July, 1859 | Page 8

compassion; no friendly hand will close his eyes, not a groan will be
uttered, not a tear will be shed. Like Judas, he will be remembered by
posterity; men will learn to express all that is base, malignant,
treacherous, unnatural, and blasphemous by the single monosyllable of
Paine."
Cobbett also wrote an _ante-mortem_ epitaph, a fit inscription for the
life he had composed. It ends thus:--
"He is crammed in a dungeon and preaches up Reason; Blasphemes the
Almighty, lives in filth like a hog; Is abandoned in death, and interred
like a dog."
This brutal passage does not exaggerate the opinion of Paine's character
held by the good people of America. He was an object of horror to
them,--a rebel against government and against God,--a type of
Jacobinism, a type of Infidelity, and, with what seemed to them, no
doubt, a beautiful consistency, a type of all that was abandoned and vile.
Thomas Paine, a Massachusetts poet of _ci-devant_ celebrity,
petitioned the General Court for permission to call himself Robert Treat
Paine, on the ground that he had no Christian name. In New England,
Christianity and Federalism were looked upon as intimately connected,
and Democracy as a wicked thing, born of Tom Paine, Tom Jefferson,
and the Father of Lies. In this Trinity of Evil, Thomas Paine stood first.
During the struggle for the Presidency, Mr. Jefferson had been accused,
from every Federal stump, of the two unpardonable sins to Yankee
minds,--namely, that his notes could be bought for five shillings in the
pound, and that he did not believe in Revolution. Since his election, he
had been daily reminded of his religious short-comings by keen
newspaper attacks. He knew that he strengthened the hands of his
enemies by inviting home the Arch-Infidel. We are and were then a
religious people, in spite of the declaration in Mr. Adams's Tripolitan
treaty that the government of the United States was "not in any sense

founded on the Christian religion," and Paine could find few admirers
in any class. Mr. Jefferson, too, was well aware that the old man was
broken, that the fire had gone out of him, and that his presence in the
United States could be of no use whatever to the party. But he thought
that Paine's services in the Revolution had earned for him an asylum,
and their old acquaintance made him hasten to offer it. We think that
the invitation to Paine was one of the manliest acts of Jefferson's life.
When the matter became public, there arose a long, loud cry of abuse,
which rang from Massachusetts Bay to Washington City. Anarchy,
confusion, and the downfall of not only church, but state, were declared
to be the unavoidable consequences of Paine's return to our
shores,--that impious apostate! that Benedict Arnold, once useful, and
then a traitor! The "United States Gazette" had ten leaders on the text of
Tom Paine and Jefferson, "whose love of liberty was neither more
rational, generous, or social, than that of the wolf or the tiger." The
"New England Palladium" fairly shrieked:--"What! invite to the United
States that lying, drunken, brutal infidel, who rejoices in the
opportunity of basking and wallowing in the confusion, devastation,
bloodshed, rapine, and murder, in which his soul delights?" Why, even
the French called him the English orang-outang! He was exposed with
a monkey and a bear in a cage in Paris. In 1792, he was forbidden to
haunt the White-Bear Tavern in London. He subsisted for eight years
on the charity of booksellers, who employed him in the morning to
correct proofs; in the afternoon he was too drunk. He lodged in a cellar.
He helped the poissardes to clean fish and open oysters. He lived in
misery, filth, and contempt. Not until Livingston went to France did
any respectable American call upon him. Livingston's attentions to him
not only astonished, but disgusted the First Consul, and gave him a
very mean opinion of Livingston's talents. The critical Mr. Dennie
caused his "Portfolio" to give forth this solemn strain: "If, during the
present season of national abasement, infatuation, folly, and vice, any
portent could surprise, sober men would be utterly confounded by an
article current in all our newspapers, that the loathsome Thomas Paine,
a drunken atheist and the scavenger of faction, is invited to return in a
national ship to America by the first magistrate of a free people. A
measure so enormously preposterous we cannot yet believe has been
adopted, and it would demand firmer nerves than those possessed by

Mr. Jefferson to hazard such an insult to the moral sense of the nation.
If that rebel rascal should come to preach from his Bible to our
populace, it would be time for every honest and insulted man of dignity
to flee to some