ABSTRACT
I have perus’d your pleasant Story of Robinson Crusoe; and if the Faults of it had extended no farther than the frequent Solecisms, Looseness and Incorrectness of Stile, Improbabilities, and sometimes Impossibilities, I had not given you the Trouble of this Epistle. But when I found that you were not content with the many Absurdities of your Tale, but seem’d to discover a Design, which proves you as bad an Englishman as a Christian, I could not but take Notice in this publick Manner of what you had written; especially, when I perceiv’d that you threaten’d us with more of the same Nature, if this met with that Success which you hop’d for, and which the Town has been pleas’d to give it. If by this I can prevent a new Accession of Impieties and Superstition to those which the Work under our Consideration has furnish’d us with, I shall not think my Labour lost.
