to
others, and the Legislature itself can not long resist our united
efforts. In such a cause "we have great allies." God and humanity
are on our side, our own souls Will be strengthened and elevated
by the work; "failure" is a word that belongs not to us, since
our efforts are in a righteous cause.

_To the Men of Chester County:_

Permit us once more to plead with you on behalf of temperance. We
know that to some of you this may seem an old and wearisome
subject, but we know also that the sorrow and crime caused by
intemperance are _not_ old; new, fresh cases are around us now.
Its ravages are repeated every day, and we must beseech you to
"hear us for our cause." We can not be silent while the grog-shop
stands like the poisonous upas amongst us, and men openly deal
out crime and wretchedness in the form of intoxicating drinks.

We need not in this place enlarge upon the danger ever attendant
upon the use of those stimulants, nor will we now stop long to
dwell upon the solemn fact, that whoever, at the demand of
appetite, drinks even the sweet cider, weakens his own moral
strength, becomes a tempter to the weak, and casts away the pure
influence of an unsullied example. Reckless and guilty indeed is
that man who, in the light of this day, dares to insult humanity
and defy heaven by publicly putting the glass to his lips.

Men of Chester County! you possess the power to put a stop to the
traffic in liquors, and we conjure you by the sacred obligations
of virtue and humanity, as you hope to stand acquitted before the
just tribunal of God, to arise in your might and banish it from
the community; think, we beseech you, of the depths of pollution
to which intemperance leads, of the bestial appetites it fosters,
of all the unnameable impurities that revel in its abodes; think
of the hearth-stones desolated, of the mothers and daughters
whose earthly hopes and joys have been destroyed by that
charnel-house, the tavern. The incendiary who applies the
midnight torch to peaceful dwellings, the robber who commits
murder to secure his prey, is not an enemy to society half so
dangerous, as he who inflames all evil passions and scatters
wretchedness through a community, by dispensing alcoholic poison.
Oh! are there not sorrows enough in our best