The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-08-28

this means attention will be deverted
from personalities, and concentrated
on social philosophy-the one sub
ject that now ought to occupy all
thinking minds. 1t seems to me
that God has been preparing me for
] this work, and you also, for years.
l send you a reply l wrote to DR..
Todd long ago, and which I could
never get published without myname
which for the sake of my daughter
1 wished TO withhold, although God
kin of the Nation, Holurook of the
Herald of Health, Ward of the In.
dependent, and every mother to
whom l have read it all, told me it
was the best thing ever written on
the subject, and the men say they
would publish it if they dared, while
Mrs.-urged me to give my name
and publish, she said she would rath-
er have written il than anything else
of its length in the world, and if it
we're hers she would publish it with
out hesitation. l send also copy
of a letter wrote to John Stuart
on his sending me a copy of his
@Subiection of Woman" and his re-
ply. | am sure that nearly all the
thinking men and women are some
what near you and will rally to your
support if you are bold, frank and
absoturely truthful in stating your
convictions. Mrs. Burleigh told DR..
Charming she was ready to avow her
belief in social freedom when the
time came. She was weary now and
glad of a reprieve, but should stand
true to her conviction when she
must. My own conviction is that
the one radical mistake you have
made is in supposing that you are
so much head of your times and
in daring to attempt to lead when
you have anything to concal. Do
not pray you, deceive yourself with
the hope that the love of your
church or any other love, human or
divine, can compensate the loss of
absolute truthfulness to your own
mental convictions. / have not told
you the half have suffered since
February, but you can imagine,
knowing what my husband is to me,
that it was no common love l have
for you and for the truth, and for all
mankind, women as well as men,
when I decided to nearly break his
heart already lacerated by the course
1 had been compelled to pursue by
sending him away to die; perhaps
without me at his side. I wish you
would come here in the evening
some time-to the Burton cottage
or will meet you any where in New
York you appoint, and at any time.
Ever yours, BELLE.
MRS HOOKER TO REV. THOMAS K. BEECH
Please return this letter TO me
when you have done with it.
HARTFORD, Sunday, Nov. 3. 1872.
DEAR BROTHER Tom: The blow
has fallen, aud 1 hope you are bet
ter prepared for it than you might
have been but for our interview.
wrote H. single line last week, thus:
"Can / help you" and here is his
reply;
tlf you still believe in that woman
you cannot help me. If you think
of her as 1 do, you can perhaps,
though do not need much help. ]
tread the falsehoods into the dirt
from whence they spring, and go on
my way rejoicing. My people are
thus far heroic and would give their
lives for me. Their love and conf
dence would make me willing to bear
far more than I have. Meantime,
the Lord has a pavilion in which he
hides me until the storm is over. /
abide in peace, committing myself
to Him who gave Himself for me. !
trust you give neither countenance
nor credence to the abominable coin
age that has been put afoaL. The
specks of truth are mere spangles
upon a garment of faleshood. The
truth itself is made to lie. Thank
you for love, and truth, and silence,
but think Of the barbarity of drag
ging a poor dead child of q woman
into this slough. Yours truly"
Now Tom, as far as l can see, it is
he who has dragged the dead child
into the slough and left her there,
and who is now sending another wo-
man to prison who is innocent Of all
crime, but fanaticism for the truth
as revealed to her, and 1 by my 81
lence am consenting unto her death.
X X
Oh, my dear brother, 1 fear the
awful struggle to live according to
law has wrought an absolute de-
moralizatiop as to truthfulness, and
so he can talk about "spangles on a
garment of falshoods," when the gar
ment is truth and the specks are the
falsehood. His first letter to me wss
so different from this. / read it to
you but will copy it, lest you have
forgotten its character.
REV. THOMAS K. BEECHER TO HIS
SISTER.
ELMIRA, November, 1872.
DEAR BELLE-To allow the devil
himself to be crushed for speaking
the truth is unspeakably cowardly
and contemplate. I respect, as at
present advised, Mrs. Woodruff,
while 1 abhor her philosophy. She
only carries out Henry's philosophy
against which 1 recorded my protest
twenty years ago and parted loving
ly and achingly from him saying,
"We cannot work together" He
has drifted and 1 have hardened like
q crystal till am sharp cornered
and exacting, L cannot help him ex-
cept by prayer. 1 cannot help him
through Edward. In my judgment
Henry is following his slippery doc
trines of expediency, and in his cry
of progress and the nobleness of hu-
man nature has sacrificed clear, ex-
act ideal integrity Hands off until
he is down, and then my pulpit, my
home, my church and my purse and
heart are at his service. OF the two
Woodruff is my hero and Henry my
coward, as at present advised, but l
protest against the whole batch and
all its belongings. I was anti-sla-
very, 1 am not anti-family, but as 1
wrote years ago, whenever assault
ted slavery because of its