By Charles Brockden Brown
A terrifying account of the fallibility of the human brain and, via extension, of democracy itself, Wieland brilliantly displays the mental, social, and political issues of the early American republic. within the fragmentary sequel,Memoirs, Brown explores Carwin’s extraordinary heritage as a manipulated disciple of the charismatic utopian Ludloe.
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