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Show Letters fron1 Northern W oinen. braver an d t I.U CI. worn.n. n and mother (albeit a. sadder) for the lcs~;on you have taug1 1 t • '.1~. our name shall be a chcnsbed hou chold •w ord ; and as 1o ng as we l1·v c )rour Heavenly Birthday shall be kept m our hearts and home. "J>nco in thy cell, olu ~ocrutr~:~, Cbcol"ily to nnd fro; Trust to the irnpnlso of thy Roul Ami lot tho polson flow; Thoy mny shatter to enrt11 tbo lnmp of clny Thn t holds o. light divino, nut thoy cannot quench tho flro of thought ny nny such Ut'lldly wino; They cannot l>lot thy spoken word }'rom tho memory of mnn, ny nll the poison cvor wna browed Since ti rno its conrso ur~tln; To·dny uuhorred, to-morrow ndorcu ; So round nnd round we rnn ; And ever tho trnlh corneA uppermost, And on:r· is justico tlorH· ." My little son Henry sends you his love, and says he will never for-get you. . . And now, dear, brave old friend, farewell. "A httlc wh1~c nn~ wo shall not sec you, because you go unto the Fnthn. And ngam, a httlc while and we shall sec you, becau. c "·c, too, go unto the Father." May the blessed God reveal to you more and more of His Divine Spirit w1til "mortality is swallowed up of l1je." Your fi·icncl with enduring love and reverence, M:. E. S. FROl\1 A CONNECTICUT 1\IOTIIElL NoJtWICH, CoN;-mcncu-r. [No Date.] Although I nm personally unknown to you, yet I have n strong regard for such a noble old man as you hnvc proved yourself to_ be. May the God of peace nnd truth be with you nnd your com~nmons in this ,...-orld nnd the one to come. Although man hns smd you must die nt such n timr, trust in God, for he may yet deliver thee i fer with Him nothing is impos~iulc. But if you die, may the Uod i~1 which you so sincerely tru ·t, help you to r emain true m~d fin_n unttl the last. You have many friends \vho deeply Rympnthtze wtth you nnd your noble wife. May she still have the consolation to know thnt if you die, it is not for wrong, but for right, which we E-:hould all follow, even if we suffer for it .••• M. E. II. Letters from Northern W otnen. FROl\I A QUAKERESS. . [No Date.] Dear Friend: A few humble bcheven~, some of whom hnvc hccn fasting nnd praying for thee nnd thy fcllow-prisoncr R, desi re that yo should know that yo arc thus 1·emcmbcrcd. He who sear ches the heart can make known the fulness of what we feel but forbear to express. Dear friend, i! thou_ knowest the wny of life, thou hnst help the world knows not of; but tf tl)ou hn~St never known Hi.m whom to know aright is life eternal, we entreat thee in tender love to look to Him in this hour of need. Hcncl the 16th Psalm and the 14th Chapter of St. J olm. Pour out thy supplications to thy Redeemer : He hath His loving eyes upon you there; His car will be specially open to thy cry in the name of Jcsu • It is Christ alone on whom we can rest. De instant in prayer, remrmbering that the true Church is ,nestling with thee. \Vc have fcnr lest, from the bravery and magnanimity of thy spirit, thou should. t not be sensible where thy strength licth, as we poor weaker ones arc, nnd have therefore affectionately entreated thee to keep very ncar in dc·pcndcnce on thy Divine ltcclcemcr. \Vc hope the 1cst of thy prisoners may sec thi~ letter, for we would point them all to the only refuge. 0 frienclF~, look to your lledecmer in supplication, and thus dmw down by prayer His loving kindness unto your wounded hearts. \Ve prny for you, but you must pray for yourselves. \Vc will also do what we can for your family if they need. FROl\I AN OIJIO WOl\fAN. DECATun., lhtowN CouNTY, Omo, Nov. 16. Dear Sir: Cnn you give me a minute of your time? J .. ikc Mrs. Child, who "can ~:;carccly tnkc comfort in any thing" on your accour1t, for a time I could not Wf'll attend to my work, but ouly wanted to sit down, lenn my head upon my hand, and remain thus in the palsy that had come npnn me. My mental nnd morn! nnturc seemed paralyzed with the thoughts that the self-evident impossibility that man could own man Beemed to be true ; and when one arose to rescue his brother, following only the inRtinctR of right, and the teachings of the golden rule, that there should be power upon earth lawfully to put him to death. In listlcRs moments tears have welled up and offered themselves, but no ~ooner is nature conscious of them. than th<'y come no farther. The subject is too great. Tears can express nothing of what the soul feels under some contemplations. llelicving mysrlf ia conscience botmd to give heed to the views of others (as H. \V. Beecher) nbout the best mode of enfranchising the slave, and wondering if the slave could hnve sw1k ~:;o low in his detYradation that he 0 |
