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Show 422 Letters from Northern W otnen. · d who serve him day and night in His 11 white robe~ were gtven , nn .. I f 1 'f 1 " "\-,v;r e b C1 't eVe " 'l'tll the nc rrc'n t oo -ood man who say,.:, . n nw u. cm~1 c. d . f· t nal triumphin•' love, the r eign of mght, thts l)rovlclcncrs, an m 1 a N ' 0 1 · tl evil ( laYerv ) 1· s s 11 a k en ., thus· minfor liniTo pearl ant cnmsohn -: 1e. .o ne tl1 e ' iO'n' of ·p'e nce, the ot1 1 el. the fia(To of Rtrife - herald t e 1u pn1s mg · 0 d , of dell. verance , N.!. rw IInmJJShire has many sons and c aug 1ters :vah"o n would help thee t. f t h ey cou ld .... Allow me to make two rc- 'q ue t~ of yon, to b e gt<., ln ted ' if in ,.; rour power, during thes·e last bd ays of earth ·t o you : 1 · 'l'ha t you ' 'a clear ' Christian brother, JUStt n ou1t tot enter t l1 e cc 1c s tl·,t ll ct'ty ' would write us one wor. d. - yo· ur "a u· oghr ap 1, a 1 lea t 2 'l'h at your l'a ,s t prayrr s and your 11 uwustcnng md t 1c ange worl·d m•a y be 1c 0r t 11 osc " ·hose power s and .d uties may lea ht 1. cm,· to 1.-1 · (T labor for accomp 1:.- uno the great and. ccrtnm work of overt 1O >Hng oppression and error. May God su tam you. your friend, II. A. B. FROl\1 A WOMAN OF BOSTON· llosToN, MAss., Nov. 28. Beloved and Honored Friend : I find comfort i1~ the faith that your ep1· n· t nscen d s and su· 1o(T·s while ours nrc draped wtth shadows. Your hour of freedom approaches. Over that ~caffold, erected by the foe~ of freedom, angels shall lovingly droop thc1r arms to ~ro tect,:ou.' .0 · dear friend! I know they will take all thy pangs. 1ho~ >VIlt sm el.y be unconsci·O us o f the gate of mortal aOo 'ony thrro ugh. wh.1 ch must he thy pathway to thy ncar and eternal home. "e ab1de m the shaded valley while thou asccndest the Mount of Vision. Our hcar~s ache at losing thee from our world, for thou hast taught us how to hvc, more simply brave, more tenderly conscientious lives. The banks of the Potomac arc sanctified anew and forever to us now, and we feel ~~at the spirit of \Vashington may hail thce.as ~ br~ther and a peer. l~e slopes of living green that he so loved m hfe w~ll . be golden-green m the pictured halls of our memories and assoCiatiOns, because of the eternal brightness of thy failure, as men may now count by results. But- " They never fail who die In a groat cause: tho block mny soak the it· goro, Their hcnds may sodden in the sun; their limbs Do strung to city gates nnd castle wall~; But still th eir spirit walks nl>rond. Though years Eln.pso, and others sbaro as dark n doom, Thoy but ongmont tho <.lccp nnd swooping thoughts Which overpower niL others, nnd conduct Tho world at lost to freedom." Our blessed Lord and his apostles did not fail, though the Jews be- Letters frotn Northern Women. Hc"ed that Chri:-tinnity died nt the ross. The Three Uundrc(t who fell at Thermopylrc fniled not. Cato, when the body of hi::; dead liOn wns brotl•Yht to him, on n bier. nll-hnilc·cl him- " \Velc·ome !" as one '\rho harl <.lone hh~ duty, and bnde the attendants lay him down where he could view the bloody cor!-e and count his glorious wounds. Yon granite shaft on BHnkcr Hill witnesseth that on that ' " urrcn nnd his fellow-soldiers fell ; but no failure tlrnpcs in history their names with a. funeral pall. Neither l11tst thou, honored old mnn, nor thy dead srms, nor thy fi1llen companion~, failed. 'Vhcn they who Rlay tlwc Rhall be gathered to their ignoble dust, what hearts will thrill, as ours do now, in grati tude fo r the great gift of thy life of sixty years; for the heritage of thy steadfast f~tith and deeds ? Dear old pilgrim, thou mayst safdy bequeath thy wife and children toN orthcrn home~ ancl hearts. '" e sl11lll not forget those dear to thee. We take them us n iincr ed legacy. Thine eyes arc lifted to the distant hills. Oms nrc often wet with burning tear s. 13nt we r cmcm bcr that thou nbiclcst under the :shadow of the Almighty, "·here no evil can befall thee. Believe u::., mul titudes of brave and sorrow-stricken hearts in all part::; of our country, and Cvt'n the world, await mournfully and sympathetically thy exit. It will be thy freedom hour. And angels shall oothingly welcome thee to n home where there i::; nc·ither sorrow nor cr ying. For blessed arc they that do hi:; commandments, that they may have righ t to the tree of life, and enter in through the gates into the city. 'Ve would greet with hearty r espect the humane jailer and his family. l''arewcll, and peace abide with thee. M. :M. ,V, FROl\I TWO OLD ACQUAINTANCES. IIunsoN, Omo, Nov. 28, 1859. Dear Sir: :My long acquaintance with you and with your life has made such an imprc sion on my mind that I feel that there is an nttachmr. nt formed which Dcnth al0nc cnn separate; and now, as it seems the end draws near that you must dir., I would say that my prayer is, that you may come off conqueror through H im that hath loved w>, and find a resting-place in h eaven, where I hope to meet with all the friends of humanity. I wnnt . omethino- from your hand to look upon and show to the friends of humanity. Your name on n curd directed to me, with n date at the place where you are, I would like, ·with somo short sentiment of your choosing. L. C. P. S. I hear you have several young cln nghtcr s, which may be dependent on the charity of friends to get along in the world. I would |