Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-11-03

rest are sorting their things and packing their
trunks, and waiting for the boat to come and
take them.
It seems now but little time since my broth
er Henry and were two young people toSeth-
er. He was my two years junior, and nearest
companion out of seven brothers and three
sisters l taught him drawing and heard MS
Latin lessons, for you know girl becomes ma
tUre and womanly long before boy. saw
him through college and helped HIM through
the difficult love affair that gave him his w1fe:
and then he and my husband had real Ger
man, enthusiastic love for each other, which
ended in making me wife. All! in those days
we never dreamed that he, or ], or any OF us.
were to be known in the world. All he seemed
then was boy full Of fun, full of love, full OF
enthusiasm for protecting abused and rightinR
wronged people, which made him in those early
days write editorials, and wear arms and swear
himself special policeman to protect the poor
negroes in Cincinnati, where we then IVeo,
when there were mobs instigated by the slave
holders of Kentucky.
Henry told me then that he meant to light
that battle in New York; that he wOuld have
church that would stand by him to resist the
tyrannic dictation of Southern slave holders.
! said: 81, too, have begun to do something;
have begun story trying to set forth the sur
right. Hattie" he said, finish it, and L will
scatter it thick as the leaves of Valambrosa,"
and so came "Uncle Tom," and Plymouth
Church became stronghold where the slave
morning my brother found sitting on his step
poor old Paul Edmonson, weeping; his two
daughters, of l6 and Is had passed into the
slave warehouse of Bruin Hill, and were to
be sold. Ny brother took the man by the hand
to public meeting, told his story for him, and
in an hour raised the 81 600 to redeem his chill
dren. Over and over again, afterward, slaves
were redeemed at Plymouth Church, and
Henry and Plymouth Church became words OF
hatred aud fear through half the Union.
He has had the misfortune of a popularity
l. 1ea-swr
you any idea of the love, worship, idolatry,
with which he has been overwhelmed. He has
something magnetic about HIM that makes
everybody crave his society-thas makes men
follow and worship him.
But all this time saw and suspected the two
men who have brought on all the persecution.
saw the long haired, handsome Tito, follow
ing, frowning, harrassing, using and abusing
his confiding nature-but in vain. Ny brother
is hopelessly generous and confding. His ina
bllity to believe evil is something incredible,
and so has come all this suffering. You said
you hoped should be at rest when the first
investigating committee and Plymouth Church
cleared my brother almost by acclamation.
Not so. The enemy had SO committed them
selves that either they or he must die, and
there has followed two years of the most
dreadful struggle.
This has drawn on my life-my hearts blood.
He is myself; yes, know you are the kind of
woman to understand me when [ say that
felt blow at him more than at myself /. who
know his purity, honor, delicacy, know that he
has been from childhood of an ideal purity, who
reverenced his conscience as his king whose
glory was redressing human wrong, who spake
no slander; ro, nor listened to it.
Never have l known nature OF such
strength and such almost childlike innocence.
He is of nature so sweet and perfect that
az moments, 1 never saw him fretful or irrit-
able-a man who continuously, in every little
act OF life, Is thinking Of others, man that
all the children on the street run after and
that every sorrowful, weak or distressed pei
son looks to as
A NATURAL HELPER.
In all this long history there has been no cir
cumstance of his relation to any woman that
has not been worthy of himself-pure, delicate
and proper; and know all sides of him, and
should not say this il there were even
a misgiving Thank God there is none, and
can read my New Testament and feel that by
all the beatitudes my brother is blessed.
His calmness, serenity and cheerfulness
through all this time has uplifted us all. Where
be was, there was no anxiety, no sorruw. My
brothers power to console Is something pc
culiar and wonderful. I have seen him at
death-beds and funerals where it would seem
as if hope itself must be dumb bring down the
very peace Of heaven. and change despair to
trust. He has not had less power in his own
adversely. You cannot conceive how he is be-
loved by those even who never saw him-old,
paralytic, distressed, neglected people, poor
black people. who have felt these |
arrows shot against their benefactor as against
and most touching have been their |
letters Of sympathy. From the first he has |
met this in the spirit of Frances de Sales who |
met a similar plot by silence prayer and work. |
and when urged to defend himself said "God |
would do it in His time" God was the best |
Judge how much reputation he needed TO serve |
Him with.
Inyour portrait of Deronda, you speak of him |
Is one of those rare natures in whom private |
wrong bred no bitterness. 1.-THE sense of injury |
breeds, not the will to inflict injuries, but a |
hatred of all injury and must say, through /
Ill this conflict my brother has been always in |
Ear of Malchus; when he himself was attacked. |
His friends and lawyers have sometimes been |
aroused and sometimes indignant with his hab- |
tual caring for others, and his habit of vindi- |
;ating and extending, even to his enemies, |
.very scrap and shred of justice that might be- |
ong to them. From first to last of this trial, /
le has never for day intermitted his regular |
work.. Preaching to crowded houses preaching |
wen in his short vacations at watering places /
carrying on his missions which have regener- |
tied two once wretched districts of the city
'dittng paper, and in short giving himself up |
% work. He cautioned his church not to be-
'ome absorbed in him and his trials,
o prove their devotion by more faithful |
,hurch work and wider charity; and never
laye the Plymouth missions among the poor
ecently, The worst that can befan a man is
o stop thinking of God and begin TO think of |
himself; IL trials make US self-absorbed, they
Jour loved you-1 love you-and therefore
wanted you to know just what felt. Now,
lear, this is over, don't think you must reply |
o it or me. know how much you have to do, |
yes, I know all about an aching head and an |
Vertaxed brain. This last work of yours is to |
'e your best, think, and hope it will bring
ou enough to buy an orange grove in Sicily. OF |
omewhere else, and 80 have lovely weather |
uch as we have.
1t is of course impossible to give in such a
United article an adequate conception of |
he wonderfully interesting material with
Thich the 500 pages of this life of Mrs. |
,towe is filled, nor would it be right to
urther anticipate the pleasure of the thous-
nds of readers who will enjoy the book.
1t may be proper in closing TO add that
Though Mrs. Stowe is now in her 10Th year
Ter. bodily health is good, and that she is
pending the declining years of her life sur
ounded by the tender ministrations of chill |
rem and free from cares and anxieties. Her
ife has been indeed glorious one filed
nth good works.
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