Middletown transcript., 1868-01-18
Fur the luiddietosra Transcript
A Cry from Macedonia---To the Friends of
Humanity.

Humanity.
That lnan liyeth not to himself, is a truth
as. self-eyident as is the fat of Jehovah
himself. 1t might have pleased the great
Creator of heaven and earth to have made
manssindependent of all beings. He need
only have spoken the word, and it was SO.
But mankind we're made dependant upon
each other for protection and security,
thereby enjoying better opportunities Of
fulfilling the duties of reciprocal love and
friendship. We cannot, therefore, live to
ourselvesA we are destined to, influence
others for veal or woe. The human family
rs one common acknowledgements,
one of the strongest bonds of society
Each member Of that family has an inter-
est equal to your own. The humblest
man is your brother. By SO much as he
is fallen, by SO much are you injured; as
you elevate him. you elevate yourself and
those near and dear to you, You suffer,
| suffer, society suffers, by the dcmoraliza-
tion Of the most insignificant member of
society, while all are benefited by the re-
formation Of the most depraved. We are
80 interviewer into the woof Of society, that
not one fibre can be influenced for good or
evil without such influence extending to
all in contact.
To melt the stony heart; to build anew
the fires upon the hearts almost ruined
altar; to teach duty and the way to do it !;
to revivify the soul, and nerve the arm to
deeds Of benevolence, is the great aim of
this appeal. Christ looked with compass
sion even upon Magdaiene, and looked
her sins away! You have mission to
perform in the Temperance field Wrecks
of humanity lie scattered all around you,
and it is your mission to save such. All
classes call upon you for aid each victim
of intemperance, high or low, rich or poor
has claim upon you. By the love you
bear yourself; by the love you profess for
your Saviour; by the love of home, kim
dred, country and humanity, we charge
you not to forget your brother with whom
you walk side by side to common destiny.
We plead for your souls best effort to
save the wife's heart from its bursting
agony at the loss Of the once kind, noble
man, to whom she promised the wealth of
her young hearts love. He is fallen
brother, to-day, that once noble man -
He never spoke an unkind word to that
devoted wife, when sober. No man loved
his children better than that kind-hearted
father when not under the influence of the
demon of drink; now they hide at the
mention of his name. Flowers once bloom
cd around his cottage home; the library !:
the pleasant parlor; the family altar; the
happy circle around the cheerful hearth
stone, alas! they live only in bitter mem
cries now. Such is the fate of many around
us to-day. Desolate homes! blasted hopes !.
aching hearts ruined reputation! dying
wives! heart-broken mothers! and starv-
ing children is the record before us.
We plead for the young, dying in heart
for mothers love; we plead for the boys
and girls, homeless and friendless, whose
father might be saved; We plead for the
old mother whose only son is not the staff
upon which she fondly hoped to lean in
her declining years we plead for the wife,
who still hopes that the dreams of her
girlhood may yet be realized, that the
broken family circle may be reunited, that
broken altar rebuilt, and man reclaimed.
We beg you, in Heavens name, to uork
,rih us to saoe thy ruined brother, and
the angels will crown you with wreath
of immortal glory. The enemies of hui
manity are on the alert and boldly pushing
their conquest; up then! oh, Christian
and Philanthropist, to the rescue! Thy
fallen brother needs thy helping hand to
break the chains that bind him to his fate.
iSaue him from destiny worse than death
You have an influence wide as the world,
and boundless as eternity Be careful
how that influence is exerted Remember
your vast power for good, and each in
your own appropriate sphere of duty may
accomplish so much for humanity.
'Do not then stand idly waiting
For some greater work to dos
Speak the word that cures the aching,
Look the look that lifts the soul.
Go and work in any vineyard,
| Do not fear to do or dare;
If you seek field of labor,
You may find it anywhere"
Good Teanplars' Hal, Janury Is, 1867.