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Show Letters frorn Northern Men. FROM FRIENDS IN NEW YORK. Ir.roN, NEw YonK, November 24. Dear Jlrothcr in Christ : How I would like to spend this night with you in your cell, and converse for a sea on on th~ joys that nwa~t you beyond this worlcl of sin and sorrow. I have tned to spend tlus day in prayer and thanksgiving to Almighty G ocl for the many blessings received at His hand the past year, but in spite of all my efforts in this direction, it has been a sorrowful day to my soul, as my mind has dwelt almost constantly on your death ~cene . I cannot be joyful; I mourn not so much for you, (for, like the hero of Tarsus, you seem ready to be offered,) but I mourn for m.y country. I spent the past winter in the South, spending four months in nine of the slave States; and more than once I had to press my lips and clinch my fists, to keep back the feelings of my soul. I saw lavery in all its phases, and many a ni~ht I have wet my pillow with my tears, as I called to mind the sufferings of the poor slave. I had hard work to control my feeling:-, but did so, and cannot think but it was the bc~t cour:e. AmonO' the f'lavcholclers 0 I found some of the noblest men I ever met with - kind, obliging, hospitable, pious, and to all appearances without a fault; so I returned to my home to hate the sin and not the men. I made the acquaintance of Gov. \Vise, and found that it was not \Vise that killed Cilley; it was not \Vi, c that fought fvr 1 'lavery at the 'outh; it was his education- for a nobler heart never filled the breast of man; ancl had he been favored with a birthplace on the shores of Lake Champlain, and a home among the Adirondack mountain , he might have been your general in this conflict, and lying wounded by your side to night. • \Yould to God these brethren could read our hearts. 0, could they sec how we love them; how we desire their present and future happiness ; what a change ·would at once take place in their feelings towards us. Did Gov. 'Vise know Christ * What misemhlo cnni l "Pious" traffirnrs in Oocl's chilrlron; "pious" robbers of God's poor; "pious" l>rokcrs in tho souls fot· whom Jcsns died l "l{ind, obll~ing, ho!<pitnl>lo I" No dottl>t or it! To compel men and women to work without n•wnrd, is so kind; to lJ:trlet· for ha~>c gold the otrspring of slave mothers, is so obli~ing; to rob :. race of cvrry social. civil, political, matrimonial, paternal, filial right, ie so ho~pitablc nn act, that it is not surprising that the cla !<s who practise it shouhl be '· to nil llPJ>eamnco without a fault!" And Wi ·r, the assassin of Cillry, thr rcprcsl'n latiro mur·dl'rd· of J ohn Brown, thtl lanuator of thu lave l'c nl', tho liC'knO\\' ll'dg-ed head nud chnmpion of tho vile. t Commonwealth that tho sun looks clown on, of course, he <.lcBE'l'ves tiro r ulo~y bestowed on him: when the writer snys, that a " uolilot· h~nrt never filled th(\ lir·c11st of m 11n." There arc 110 nr urdHror~:~, t ltero lll't:l no n!'snssins, the I'll nro no ha~<·, nor cowunlly, nor wicked men, if the philosophy of tho writer IJo correct. It Was nut Judas, tit en, out J Udal:I'S education ? Letters from Northern M en. ns did Paul when Roundly converted, there would not be power enough in all the military force of Virginia to hang John Drown. But enough of this. I have never believed that Vir.ginia, for her own honor, would hang you; but she may, (my heart 1s too full, my tears flow too fast to write,) if she doc , su ch a funeral as the sun never saw before, will follow. Keep up good courage ; a few mote rising and setting suns, and the struggle will be over ; and the thrice welcome words will r each your cars, "Come, yc blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you." I have been a resident of \Vashington County for thirty-eight years; left Fort Edward, New York, May, 1858, and am sure I have met you but cnnnot tell where ; but if faithful to the grace already given, j an~ sure I shall meet you again, and I know wltere. Praise the Lord, 011 that blissful shore, where the wicked cease from troubling and the weary nrc forever at re t. You will not be permitted, like l\Ioscs, to return after forty years to engage afre h in the struggle for freedom: but God will 1·aise up others, in his own good time, to carry forward the work. Farewell, till we meet in H eaven; for, when we reach the landing J>lace,- " In tho rNtlms of cndlc~s ligltt Wu'll bid this world of uoisc nntl slto\v Good uigllt, good night, good night; 'ro'IIIStcm tiro storm,"&<'. Your unworthy friend and brother in the Lord, J. M.D. Er.LF.Nvn.u:, NEw Yonx, Nov. 25. Dear Drothcr: 'Vc nrc personally strnng<:rs, but we cheri. h for God and Humanity the same love and tru:t. P ermit me, then, a brother in bonds with the bound, to extend to you my Christian sympathy mtd prayer in this hour of your trial. De assured, my dcnr brother, thnt the !teart of the nation is with you; that whatever the difference in the mode of our operation, our purpose, "to break every fetter," is the snmc. I am grateful that God and your own heart sustain you in your journey '• Home.'' You and I do "worship the same God,"the God of 1·ighteou~ncss and ju. tice, who wcighcth motives; and though act are dcf~ated, '""ill not fail to reward good intentions. I trust there is upon your mind no doubt of your acceptance with God through the merits of our Lord J esus Christ. The little I have rend of your confident avowal of the Divine l\fercy towards you, cheer me |
