TO WILLIAM SHORT.

Monticello, April 13, 1820.

Dear Sir,

Your favor of March the 27th is received, and, as you request, a copy of

the syllabus is now enclosed. It was originally written to Dr. Rush. On

his death, fearing that the inquisition of the public might get hold of

it, I asked the return of it from the family, which they kindly complied

with. At the request of another friend, I had given him a copy. He lent

it to his friend to read, who copied it, and in a few months it appeared

in the Theological Magazine of London. Happily that repository is

scarcely known in this country; and the syllabus, therefore, is still a

secret, and in your hands I am sure it will continue so.

But while this syllabus is meant to place the character of Jesus in its

true and high light, as no impostor himself, but a great reformer of the

Hebrew code of religion, it is not to be understood that I am with

him in all his doctrines. I am a Materialist; he takes the side of

Spiritualism: he preaches the efficacy of repentance towards forgiveness

of sin; I require a counterpoise of good works to redeem it, &c. &c. It

is the innocence of his character, the purity and sublimity of his moral

precepts, the eloquence of his inculcations, the beauty of the apologues

in which he conveys them, that I so much admire; sometimes, indeed,

needing indulgence to eastern hyperbolism. My eulogies, too, may be

founded on a postulate which all may not be ready to grant. Among the

sayings and discourses imputed to him by his biographers, I find many

passages of fine imagination, correct morality, and of the most lovely

benevolence; and others again, of so much ignorance, so much absurdity,

so much untruth, charlatanism, and imposture, as to pronounce it

impossible that such contradictions should have proceeded from the same

being. I separate, therefore, the gold from the dross; restore to him

the former, and leave the latter to the stupidity of some, and roguery

of others of his disciples. Of this band of dupes and impostors, Paul

was the great Coryphæus, and first corrupter of the doctrines of Jesus.

These palpable interpolations and falsifications of his doctrines led me

to try to sift them apart. I found the work obvious and easy, and that

his part composed the most beautiful morsel of morality which has been

given to us by man. The syllabus is therefore of his doctrine, not

all of mine: I read them as I do those of other ancient and modern

moralists, with a mixture of approbation and dissent.

I rejoice, with you, to see an encouraging spirit of internal

improvement prevailing in the States. The opinion I have ever expressed

of the advantages of a western communication through the James River, I

still entertain; and that the Cayuga is the most promising of the links

of communication.

The history of our University you know so far. Seven of the ten

pavilions destined for the Professors, and about thirty dormitories,

will be completed this year, and three others, with six hotels for

boarding, and seventy other dormitories, will be completed the next

year, and the whole be in readiness then to receive those who are to

occupy them. But means to bring these into place, and to set the machine

into motion, must come from the legislature. An opposition, in the mean

time, has been got up. That of our alma mater, William and Mary, is not

of much weight. She must descend into the secondary rank of academies of

preparation for the University. The serious enemies are the priests of

the different religious sects, to whose spells on the human mind

its improvement is ominous. Their pulpits are now resounding with

denunciations against the appointment of Doctor Cooper, whom they charge

as a monotheist in opposition to their tritheism. Hostile as these sects

are, in every other point, to one another, they unite in maintaining

their mystical theogony against those who believe there is one God only.

The Presbyterian clergy are loudest; the most intolerant of all sects,

the most tyrannical and ambitious; ready at the word of the lawgiver, if

such a word could be now obtained, to put the torch to the pile, and

to rekindle in this virgin hemisphere the flames in which their oracle

Calvin consumed the poor Servetus, because, he could not find in his

Euclid the proposition which has demonstrated that three are one, and

one is three, nor subscribe to that of Calvin, that magistrates have

a right to exterminate all heretics to Calvinistic creed. They pant to

re-establish, by law, that holy inquisition, which they can now only

infuse into public opinion. We have most unwisely committed to the

hierophants of our particular superstition the direction of public

opinion, that lord of the universe. We have given them stated and

privileged days to collect and catechize us, opportunities of delivering

their oracles to the people in mass, and of moulding their minds as

wax in the hollow of their hands. But in despite of their fulminations

against endeavors to enlighten the general mind, to improve the reason

of the people, and encourage them in the use of it, the liberality of

this State will support this institution, and give fair play to the

cultivation of reason. Can you ever find a more eligible occasion of

visiting once more your native country, than that of accompanying Mr.

Correa, and of seeing with him this beautiful and hopeful institution

_in ovo_.

Although I had laid down as a law to myself, never to write, talk, or

even think of politics, to know nothing of public affairs, and therefore

had ceased to read newspapers, yet the Missouri question aroused

and filled me with alarm. The old schism of federal and republican

threatened nothing, because it existed in every State, and united them

together by the fraternism of party. But the coincidence of a marked

principle, moral and political, with a geographical line, once

conceived, I feared would never more be obliterated from the mind; that

it would be recurring on every occasion, and renewing irritations, until

it would kindle such mutual and mortal hatred, as to render separation

preferable to eternal discord. I have been among the most sanguine in

believing that our Union would be of long duration. I now doubt it much,

and see the event at no great distance, and the direct consequence of

this question: not by the line which has been so confidently counted on;

the laws of nature control this; but by the Potomac, Ohio, and Missouri,

or more probably, the Mississippi upwards to our northern boundary. My

only comfort and confidence is, that I shall not live to see this; and I

envy not the present generation the glory of throwing away the fruits of

their fathers’ sacrifices of life and fortune, and of rendering desperate

the experiment which was to decide ultimately whether man is capable of

self-government. This treason against human hope will signalize their

epoch in future history, as the counterpart of the medal of their

predecessors.

You kindly inquire after my health. There is nothing in it immediately

threatening, but swelled legs, which are kept down mechanically, by

bandages from the toe to the knee. These I have worn for six months. But

the tendency to turgidity may proceed from debility alone. I can walk

the round of my garden; not more. But I ride six or eight miles a day

without fatigue. I shall set out for Poplar Forest within three or four

days; a journey from which my physician augurs much good.

I salute you with constant and affectionate friendship and respect.

Th: Jefferson.

LETTER CLII.--TO JOHN HOLMES, April 22, 1820

TO JOHN HOLMES.

Monticello, April 22, 1820.

I thank you, dear Sir, for the copy you have been so kind as to send

me of the letter to your constituents on the Missouri question. It is

a perfect justification to them. I had for a long time ceased to read

newspapers, or pay any attention to public affairs, confident they were

in good hands, and content to be a passenger in our bark to the shore

from which I am not distant. But this momentous question, like a

fire-bell in the night, awakened and filled me with terror. I considered

it at once as the knell of the Union. It is hushed, indeed, for

the moment. But this is a reprieve only, not a final sentence. A

geographical line, coinciding with a marked principle, moral and

political, once conceived and held up to the angry passions of men, will

never be obliterated; and every new irritation will mark it deeper and

deeper. I can say, with conscious truth, that there is not a man on

earth who would sacrifice more than I would to relieve us from this

heavy reproach, in any practicable way. The cession of that kind of

property (for so it is misnamed) is a bagatelle which would not cost

me a second thought, if, in that way, a general emancipation and

expatriation could be effected: and, gradually, and with due sacrifices,

I think it might be. But as it is, we have the wolf by the ears, and we

can neither hold him, nor safely let him go. Justice is in one scale,

and self-preservation in the other. Of one thing I am certain, that as

the passage of slaves from one State to another, would not make a

slave of a single human being who would not be so without it, so their

diffusion over a greater surface would make them individually happier,

and proportionally facilitate the accomplishment of their emancipation,

by dividing the burthen on a greater number of coadjutors. An

abstinence, too, from this act of power, would remove the jealousy

excited by the undertaking of Congress to regulate the condition of the

different descriptions of men composing a State. This certainly is the

exclusive right of every State, which nothing in the constitution has

taken from them, and given to the General Government. Could Congress,

for example, say, that the non-freemen of Connecticut shall be freemen,

or that they shall not emigrate into any other State?

I regret that I am now to die in the belief, that the useless sacrifice

of themselves by the generation of 1776, to acquire self-government

and happiness to their country, is to be thrown away by the unwise and

unworthy passions of their sons, and that my only consolation is to be,

that I live not to weep over it. If they would but dispassionately weigh

the blessings they will throw away, against an abstract principle more

likely to be effected by union than by scission, they would pause before

they would perpetrate this act of suicide on themselves, and of treason

against the hopes of the world. To yourself, as the faithful advocate of

the Union, I tender the offering of my high esteem and respect.

Th: Jefferson.

LETTER CLIII.--TO WILLIAM SHORT, August 4, 1820

TO WILLIAM SHORT.

Monticello, August 4, 1820.

Dear Sir,

I owe you a letter for your favor of June the 29th, which was received

in due time; and there being no subject of the day, of particular

interest, I will make this a supplement to mine of April the 13th. My

aim in that was, to justify the character of Jesus against the fictions

of his pseudo-followers, which have exposed him to the inference of

being an impostor. For if we could believe that he really countenanced

the follies, the falsehoods, and the charlatanisms which his biographers

father on him, and admit the misconstructions, interpolations, and

theorizations of the fathers of the early, and fanatics of the latter

ages, the conclusion would be irresistible by every sound mind, that he

was an impostor. I give no credit to their falsifications of his actions

and doctrines, and to rescue his character, the postulate in my letter

asked only what is granted in reading every other historian. When

Livy and Siculus, for example, tell us things which coincide with our

experience of the order of nature, we credit them on their word, and

place their narrations among the records of credible history. But when

they tell us of calves speaking, of statues sweating blood, and other

things against the course of nature, we reject these as fables not

belonging to history. In like manner, when an historian, speaking of a

character well known and established on satisfactory testimony, imputes

to it things incompatible with that character, we reject them without

hesitation, and assent to that only of which we have better evidence.

Had Plutarch informed us that Cæsar and Cicero passed their whole lives

in religious exercises, and abstinence from the affairs of the world,

we should reject what was so inconsistent with their established

characters, still crediting what he relates in conformity with our ideas

of them. So again, the superlative wisdom of Socrates is testified

by all antiquity, and placed on ground not to be questioned. When,

therefore, Plato puts into his mouth such paralogisms, such quibbles on

words, and sophisms, as a school-boy would be ashamed of, we conclude

they were the whimsies of Plato’s own foggy brain, and acquit Socrates

of puerilities so unlike his character. (Speaking of Plato, I will add,

that no writer, ancient or modern, has bewildered the world with more

_ignes fatui_, than this renowned philosopher, in Ethics, in Politics,

and Physics. In the latter, to specify a single example, compare his

views of the animal economy, in his Timasus, with those of Mrs. Bryan in

her Conversations on Chemistry, and weigh the science of the canonized

philosopher against the good sense of the unassuming lady. But Plato’s

visions have furnished a basis for endless systems of mystical theology,

and he is therefore all but adopted as a Christian saint. It is surely

time for men to think for themselves, and to throw off the authority of

names so artificially magnified. But to return from this parenthesis.) I

say, that this free exercise of reason is all I ask for the vindication

of the character of Jesus. We find in the writings of his biographers

matter of two distinct descriptions. First, a ground-work of vulgar

ignorance, of things impossible, of superstitions, fanaticisms, and

fabrications. Intermixed with these, again, are sublime ideas of the

Supreme Being, aphorisms, and precepts of the purest morality and

benevolence, sanctioned by a life of humility, innocence, and simplicity

of manners, neglect of riches, absence of worldly ambition and honors,

with an eloquence and persuasiveness which have not been surpassed.

These could not be inventions of the grovelling authors who relate them.

They are far beyond the powers of their feeble minds. They show that

there was a character, the subject of their history, whose splendid

conceptions were above all suspicion of being interpolations from their

hands. Can we be at a loss in separating such materials, and ascribing

each to its genuine author? The difference is obvious to the eye and

to the understanding, and we may read as we run to each his part; and I

will venture to affirm, that he who, as I have done, will undertake to

winnow this grain from its chaff, will find it not to require a moment’s

consideration. The parts fall asunder of themselves, as would those of

an image of metal and clay.

There are, I acknowledge, passages not free from objection, which we

may, with probability, ascribe to Jesus himself; but claiming indulgence

from the circumstances under which he acted. His object was the

reformation of some articles in the religion of the Jews, as taught by

Moses. That sect had presented for the object of their worship, a being

of terrific character, cruel, vindictive, capricious, and unjust. Jesus,

taking for his type the best qualities of the human head and heart,

wisdom, justice, goodness, and adding to them power, ascribed all of

these, but in infinite perfection, to the Supreme Being, and formed him

really worthy of their adoration. Moses had either not believed in

a future state of existence, or had not thought it essential to be

explicitly taught to his people. Jesus inculcated that doctrine

with emphasis and precision. Moses had bound the Jews to many idle

ceremonies, mummeries, and observances, of no effect towards producing

the social utilities which constitute the essence of virtue; Jesus

exposed their futility and insignificance. The one instilled into his

people the most anti-social spirit towards other nations; the other

preached philanthropy and universal charity and benevolence. The office

of reformer of the superstitions of a nation, is ever dangerous. Jesus

had to walk on the perilous confines of reason and religion: and a step

to right or left might place him within the gripe of the priests of

the superstition, a blood-thirsty race, as cruel and remorseless as the

being whom they represented as the family God of Abraham, of Isaac,

and of Jacob, and the local God of Israel. They were constantly laying

snares, too, to entangle him in the web of the law. He was

justifiable, therefore, in avoiding these by evasions, by sophisms, by

misconstructions, and misapplications of scraps of the prophets, and

in defending himself with these their own weapons, as sufficient, _ad

homines_, at least. That Jesus did not mean to impose himself on mankind

as the Son of God, physically speaking, I have been convinced by the

writings of men more learned than myself in that lore. But that he might

conscientiously believe himself inspired from above, is very possible.

The whole religion of the Jews, inculcated on him from his infancy,

was founded in the belief of divine inspiration. The fumes of the

most disordered imaginations were recorded in their religious code,

as special communications of the Deity; and as it could not but happen

that, in the course of ages events would now and then turn up to which

some of these vague rhapsodies might be accommodated by the aid of

allegories, figures, types, and other tricks upon words, they have not

only preserved their credit with the Jews of all subsequent times,

but are the foundation of much of the religions of those who have

schismatized from them. Elevated by the enthusiasm of a warm and pure

heart, conscious of the high strains of an eloquence which had not been

taught him, he might readily mistake the coruscations of his own fine

genius for inspirations of an higher order. This belief, carried,

therefore, no more personal imputation, than the belief of Socrates,

that himself was under the care and admonitions of a guardian Daemon.

And how many of our wisest men still believe in the reality of these

inspirations, while perfectly sane on all other subjects. Excusing,

therefore, on these considerations, those passages in the gospels which

seem to bear marks of weakness in Jesus, ascribing to him what alone is

consistent with the great and pure character of which the same writings

furnish proofs, and to their proper authors their own trivialities

and imbecilities, I think myself authorized to conclude the purity and

distinction of his character, in opposition to the impostures which

those authors would fix upon him; and that the postulate of my former

letter is no more than is granted in all other historical works.

Mr. Correa is here, on his farewell visit to us. He has been much

pleased with the plan and progress of our University, and has given some

valuable hints to its botanical branch. He goes to do, I hope, much good

in his new country; the public instruction there, as I understand,

being within the department destined for him. He is not without

dissatisfaction, and reasonable dissatisfaction, too, with the piracies

of Baltimore; but his justice and friendly dispositions will, I am sure,

distinguish between the iniquities of a few plunderers, and the sound

principles of our country at large, and of our government especially.

From many conversations with him, I hope he sees, and will promote, in

his new situation, the advantages of a cordial fraternization among

all the American nations, and the importance of their coalescing in an

American system of policy, totally independent of, and unconnected with

that of Europe. The day is not distant, when we may formally require

a meridian of partition through the ocean which separates the two

hemispheres, on the hither side of which no European gun shall ever be

heard, nor an American on the other; and when, during the rage of the

eternal wars of Europe, the lion and the lamb, within our regions, shall

lie down together in peace. The excess of population in Europe, and

want of room, render war, in their opinion, necessary to keep down that

excess of numbers. Here, room is abundant, population scanty, and peace

the necessary means for producing men, to whom the redundant soil is

offering the means of life and happiness. The principles of society

there and here, then, are radically different, and I hope no American

patriot will ever lose sight of the essential policy of interdicting in

the seas and territories of both Americas, the ferocious and sanguinary

contests of Europe. I wish to see this coalition begun. I am earnest for

an agreement with the maritime powers of Europe, assigning them the task

of keeping down the piracies of their seas and the cannibalisms of

the African coasts, and, to us, the suppression of the same enormities

within our seas: and for this purpose, I should rejoice to see the

fleets of Brazil and the United States riding together as brethren of

the same family, and pursuing the same object. And indeed it would be

of happy augury to begin at once this concert of action here, on the

invitation of either to the other government, while the way might be

preparing for withdrawing our cruisers from Europe, and preventing naval

collisions there which daily endanger our peace.

*****

Accept assurances of the sincerity of my friendship and respect for you.

Th: Jefferson.

LETTER CLIV.--TO JOHN ADAMS, August 15, 1820

TO JOHN ADAMS.

Monticello, August 15, 1820.

I am a great defaulter, my Dear Sir, in our correspondence, but

prostrate health rarely permits me to write; and when it does, matters

of business imperiously press their claims. I am getting better however,

slowly, swelled legs being now the only serious symptom, and these, I

believe, proceed from extreme debility. I can walk but little; but I

ride six or eight miles a day without fatigue; and within a few days,

I shall endeavor to visit my other home, after a twelvemonth’s absence

from it. Our University, four miles distant, gives me frequent exercise,

and the oftener, as I direct its architecture. Its plan is unique, and

it is becoming an object of curiosity for the traveller. I have lately

had an opportunity of reading a critique on this institution in your

North American Review of January last, having been not without anxiety

to see what that able work would say of us: and I was relieved on

finding in it much coincidence of opinion, and even where criticisms

where indulged, I found they would have been obviated had the

developements of our plan been fuller. But these were restrained by the

character of the paper reviewed, being merely a report of outlines,

not a detailed treatise, and addressed to a legislative body, not to

a learned academy. For example, as an inducement to introduce the

Anglo-Saxon into our plan, it was said that it would reward amply

the few weeks of attention which alone would be requisite for its

attainment; leaving both term and degree under an indefinite expression,

because I know that not much time is necessary to attain it to an useful

degree, sufficient to give such instruction in the etymologies of our

language as may satisfy ordinary students, while more time would be

requisite for those who should propose to attain a critical knowledge

of it. In a letter which I had occasion to write to Mr. Crofts who sent

you, I believe, as well as myself, a copy of his treatise on the English

and German languages, as preliminary to an etymological dictionary he

meditated, I went into explanations with him of an easy process for

simplifying the study of the Anglo-Saxon, and lessening the terrors and

difficulties presented by it’s rude alphabet, and unformed orthography.

But this is a subject beyond the bounds of a letter, as it was beyond

the bounds of a report to the legislature. Mr. Crofts died, I believe,

before any progress was made in the work he had projected.

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