The Birkenhead News and Wirral General Advertiser. — 1889-08-24 (Birkenhead, Merseyside, England)

THB EDITOR OF TRH BIRKS:MILD )111118.  his letter in yours of the 3rd inst., Mr. Tuner states that "My (Mr. Turner's) God is not the Christian God. My God is good,' and anything which le the outcome of goodness I reverence." Further on he states in respect of the Christian religion, "It was established in blood and murder. It was forced on the world by the sword, bribes, torture, and imprisonment, and has been a curse to the race. There is not ten educated persons in every thousand that sincerely believes these absurd dogmas; they preach it for a living. Money is all they want," and then he follows on with coins ribald doggrel verses, certainly euphonious to sound but having little metre or measure. As he has not given the author, I opine they must have emanated from his own brain. Mr. Turner will no doubt admit that truth is 'good," therefore to be reverenced by him. If so, your readers will be able to judge whether his assertions, given without a tittle of proof in support of them, do not stamp them as proceeding from the "Father of Evil,' instead of it God that is . "good." The vile and abusive letter Mr. Turner wrote in reply to B. Essingtpg Fay chews the spirit of evil predominating id.. his worthless body. Altogether this controversy 'skews hint up as vain. glorious, conceited, and, it the true sense of the words, ignorant and uneducated. There is not the slightest doubt that he has a clever intellect, but it is of the most devilish description. In conclusion, I have pat some thoughts engendered by this contra verey in a few lines, and trust they may have some effect, as an antidote, on the baneful, poisonous, and blasphemous matter Mr. Turner has thougat it his duty to impart to your readers. Let "Humanity," possessed o: healthy mind, Study, ponder, and perceive Nature's plan Throughout this great and wonderful Giobe, to find If it's creation could be work of man. Nature I Why—what does thy word Imply? Something crested, is the reply. Imagine—lf man could this great Globe evolve, From out a dark mast, chaotic and drear, ' And in a vacuum amused It to revolve, With its air compass so wondrously clear. Oh I Earth—Thy movements are sure In time; To contemplate them is most sublinde. Bo mathematically correct, oh Earth I ihousande of years thou host been revolving Since the Creation, whence thou obtained thy birth, Years, months, days, hours, and minutes resolving. Time proceeds for all Eternity. Man dies. Is he thy paternity? The life within Thee, adreliation excites In man—tima miraculous convey. Ma— in gigantiodorms, and in the smallest mites. Which, wit.mai aid, are beyond perception. Life I Thou aria most wonderful theme. What pow'r has man to vary thy scheme From year to year there is constant change In thee. By birth and death, yet dos, thou multiply, Proving that thou a t of a Diviae Decree— A fact which man's brain cannot nullify. Let us examine (miaow we will. This subject's enough all doubts to still, Man has poser to replenish the earth to food; For his daily wants he's bound to provide: By worker tabonr, no matter what his mood, If heir idle, his life will subside. lTis Nature's inevitable tow— Wits says—ln thin is there any flaw ? Man also has pow'r the earth to subdue. Not at fell swoop. but In worse of time, As necessity requires, it cloth ensue, Through some mind, Intelligent, apt, and prime. Unman it is an obligation, Earth's parts so bring to subiugatinix Life In each mortal is limited In span, Thoughts and reason contracted sod conflu'd; The earth's mysteries we cannot see Or scan, Especially oeath, for which we are destio'd. Death I What is thy possibility, Damnation Or immortality? If the wonders of this sphere terrestrial Are beyond the pow'r and science of man. The infinite space superbly celestial Displays a mighty magnificent Mari. Man's mind Is shallow laths extreme That doubts there's a (h.cl with pow'r supreme. The contemplation or those numberless orbs. That trays, so rapid Ohre toadies. space, In various ways man's thought so ab.orhs, It he endeavonns their courses to trace. • Oh baseless thought and ingratitude, Thal man should doubt (bed's beatitude. Great God! Who gave this world the light of the sun; May the light of Thy truth o'er the earth spread; Through the heart Of man may it inwardly run Until he's redeemed. and no cause to dread That time when the dead shall arise— The boss to dwell with Thee In the skies. Wm.