! and then in an
insulting manner to dictate a letter, teaching her how she should write to
you.
After this squall had blown over and things had become more settled, a
mysterious letter is presented to sister Stowe, signed Lydia B. Weston,
setting forth your helpless condition--not actually asking for money,
because it would not comport with her severe remark about "_dying
first_,"--but to draw still more on her sympathy, it states that her
husband had fell and lamed, or sprained his ancle, &c. &c. Sister S.,
although about forty miles from this scene of suffering and distress,
requested a friend and neighbor of yours to ascertain what was needed, and
she was ready to assist, notwithstanding all the past. Your house was
visited and inquiry made for the lame man, but he was away. "Well, you
have heard from Washington?" Your wife. L. B. Weston, replied, "she did
not know how?" [Another statement is, "have you heard from Washington?"
"No." "Have you not written to Washington?" (or sister Stowe.) "No."] The
messenger was much surprised! "Well, are you in need of any thing?." "No,
we have all that we need at present!" and she then proceeded to enumerate
all the comfortable things she had.
From this it is evident that your wife was an entire stranger to this
letter and its contents. Who wrote this forged letter? The capitals, it
was said by those who examined it, were J. Weston's, but the hand-writing
was rather finer than his. When you have been told of this your reply has
been that sister Stowe _lies_ if she says that I wrote that letter! It is
all in vain for you to reiterate such assertions. The question is, where
is the person in New Ipswich, whose hand-writing will compare with this
letter, and who is so interested in your behalf that they will even
contradict your wife, who manages your household affairs; and state
falsehoods, and then commit the high crime of FORGERY, by affixing her
name to their assertions, to obtain for you what you did not need; and
among other things, what could they mean by lying so about your lame leg?
If you can find this _daring_, loving, and insultingly magnanimous person
in your neighborhood, do, for the sake of the community at large, expose
him, and let this sister and others whom you have maligned, have their
real name. And then if you go to Nelson again, to preach the doctrine of
the second advent by a notice in the Bible Advocate of July 30th, or Aug.
5th, "Squire Hale will not refu
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