Showing posts with label Marie Sterns. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 8, 2018

Marie Sterns to Governor Henry A. Wise, November 19, 1859


Springfield, [Mo.], 1859, November 19th.
Gov. Wise:

Dear Sir, — May I ask of you, the favor, of sending to my friend John Brown the enclosed letter, which is merely one, expressive of my sympathy for him, in his present trying situation — if you wish, you can open & read it, but I earnestly beg you, to send the letter to him & oblige, yours

very Sincerely,
MARIE S. STEARNS,
Gov. Wise, Charlestown, Va.

SOURCE: The Virginia Magazine of History and Biography, Volume 10, No. 4, April 1903, p. 385

John Brown to Marie Sterns, November 27, 1859

Charlestown, Jefferson County, Va., Nov. 27, 1859.

My Dear Miss Sterns, — Your most kind and cheering letter of the 18th instant is received. Although I have not been at all low-spirited or cast down in feeling since being imprisoned and under sentence (which I am fully aware is soon to be carried out), it is exceedingly gratifying to learn from friends that there are not wanting in this generation some to sympathize with me and appreciate my motive, even now that I am whipped. Success is in general the standard of all merit. I have passed my time here quite cheerfully; still trusting that neither my life nor my death will prove a total loss. As regards both, however, I am liable to mistake. It affords me some satisfaction to feel conscious of having at least tried to better the condition of those who are always on the under-hill side, and am in hopes of being able to meet the consequences without a murmur. I am endeavoring to get ready for another field of action, where no defeat befalls the truly brave. That “God reigns,” and most wisely, and controls all events, might, it would seem, reconcile those who believe it to much that appears to be very disastrous. I am one who has tried to believe that, and still keep trying. Those who die for the truth may prove to be courageous at last; so I continue "hoping on," till I shall find that the truth must finally prevail. I do not feel in the least degree despondent or degraded by my circumstances; and I entreat my friends not to grieve on my account. You will please excuse a very poor and short letter, as I get more than I can possibly answer. I send my best wishes to your kind mother, and to all the family, and to all the true friends of humanity. And now, dear friends, God be with you all, and ever guide and bless you!

Your friend,
John Brown.

SOURCES: Franklin B. Sanborn, The Life and Letters of John Brown, p. 607