Arkansas true Democrat., 1858-08-11
Berlin Hill Free-Love-The Letter of a
 Euicide-Foul Blasphemy

we nave before us copy or the Age o( Freedom, paper edited and published at the Berlin Flights Free-Love Institution near San dusky, an association of which we have made some mention heretofore. It is devoted to the death of one of the members named Charles Latcha, who died by his own hand, suicidal fanatic, and contains not only letter left by the suicide, but several addresses which were de- livered over his body by the brethren in the society. The sheet reeks with the foulest blas- phemy ever put in print, scarcely tithe of winch do we dare lay before our readerso No thing will so well substantiate what we have sad Tn regard to them, however, as their own words, and thus out of their own mouths do we condemn them. The following is portion of the letter left by the suicide: 1tt
 was the only child of an il-mated pair- They were orthodox, though not very strict; they were what was called "good, respectable folks" Neither of them were uncommonly developed in any direction. They "loved each other from first to last" mother tells me. It must have been very blind love Three years after their marriage 1 was born-a puny little thing with an angular brain. But in the eyes of my parents 1 was, of course, little angel, a young God
 After working at printing nearly year an uncle came and took mother andI with him to Michigan. We staid there while, and then moved to another place, and then to another. and finally to Iowa, where we lived three years. At nearly every place we came got employ ment in printing office.
 became a free lover while in Iowa through the medium of Nichols Monthly. Then through the Social ReUolutionist I heard of Berlin. I came to Berlin and found it was my home; I had expected the same.
 When was miserably existing in the world, and looking to Berlin. thought, "In Berlin, 1 wilt be happy; there l will find brave, and lov- ing and free men and women, and will be happy" And have found the Berlin Socia- lists as brave and free as expected, but I have discovered no earthly outside conditions can make me happy. l exled myself from the world, to save mvself but cannot be saved! and now, at last leap into oblivioni
 Aud none of you will say did wrong. Ton will say, "lt is we'll" Yes, on the contrary, it would be wrong for me to stay here burden to myself and those around me- I am of no account. Let me die, die, die.
 There are but few of you but will be surprised at my final act; you thought was happy. I tried to appear happy. I did not want to cause others unhappiness kept my misery inside; at times how it burned! Once one of you said to me, :" You look as though you was in pain.'' turned It of as if nothing was the matter with me; but there was something the matter with me; was in pain. There all0ays aOas "some- thing the matter with me-"
 And here unite my protest against and utter ny curse upon c marriagei And curse reliqioni Aud curse God, the Father aer! And say to you, seriously, from the depths of my sympathizing heart: Do not bring child ren into existence to suffer! If you cannot pa- rent healthy, happy child-if you do not know you can do this, refrain-oh, refrain, Most of you will only think of me as having "passed on' to happier sphere; but see no existence beyond, and think know what death will be to me-and l welcome the "great fate of silence" which the Universe has in store for it's abnormal child! I die--as have lived alonel Farewelll
 'There was silence deepas death.
 And the boldest held his breath, For a timelo
 CHARLIE. One T. E. Tabor, whose name is already familiar through his mad rawlings on spiritualism and free-lovesm, makes an address over the coffin. He alludes to the curse which the sui eide left with his last breath upon religion and God, and, following his blasphemng leading. 1 uphods him Tn 1t, and pronounces the Supreme Being monster of wickedness and iniustice,- | He says:
 My hearts blood curdles at the thought You may search all heathendom, from the blackeSt half of Ethiopia down to the most refined Caucasian, and you cannot find one | so nnonstrous, so tnhaman, and SO internal. You may say thls IS not true representation of God. | It IS the God for whose cause more human blood has been split than for all other causes | comblned--the God of the Bibe-the God nv brother cursed. It Is the God of the religion that banished Roger Williams from the con- monwealth because he believed in extending civil rights outside of their own church. < That sacrificed the life of my school-fellow. Richard Dillingham;, in the Nashville Peniten- tlary, and in the Queen City caused mother to murder her own child. The God of the re- hgon that upholds the oppression and robbery of the poor on the one hand, and the extrava- 1 gance and vice of the rich on the other: that 1 expresses, degrades, tyranizes over woman. forcing her to bring into existence poor, sickly, miserable offspring that will curse her while she lives, and finally curse their nation, their God, and die Finally, it is the God who created a mighty lake of burning lava in whose seething waves nine tenths of all the human family are to wrthe forever--and all because, six thousand years ago, Adam ate forbidden apple. t l appeal to that youth or maiden who has not forgotten how the fear of that awful tyrant and smoking hell bghted every young hope and parayzed every childish joy, if they can but curse such God and such religion?
 There is no end of this foul blasphemy. But | Il