ors, Jones, Grews, Wises, Lindseys, Barkers, Earles,
Pughs, Rogers, Whartons, Barnes, Willsons, Wrights, Peirces, Justices,
Smiths, Cavenders, Stackhouses, Nealls, Dawsons, Evans, Lees, Childs,
Clothiers, Harveys, Laings, Middletons, etc., are among the names
well-known in the days which tried men's souls, as being most true to
the bondman, whether on the Underground Rail Road, before a Fugitive
Slave-Law Court, or on a rice or cotton plantation in the South. Nor
would we pass over the indefatigable labors of the Ladies' Anti-slavery
Societies and Sewing Circles of Philadelphia, whose surpassing fidelity
to the slave in the face of prejudice, calumny and reproach, year in and
year out, should be held in lasting remembrance. In the hours of
darkness they cheered the cause. While we thus honor the home-guards and
coadjutors in our immediate neighborhood, we cannot forget other earnest
and faithful friends of the slave, in distant parts of the country and
the world, who volunteered timely aid and sympathy to the Vigilance
Committee of Philadelphia. Not to mention any of this class would be to
fail to bestow honor where honor is due. We have only to allow the
friends to whom we allude, to speak for themselves through their
correspondence when their hearts were stirred in the interest of the
escaping slave, and they were practically doing unto others as they
would have others do unto them.

Here, truly, is pure philanthropy, that vital Christianity, that True
and Undefiled Religion before God and the Father, which is to visit the
fatherless and widow in their affliction, and to undo the heavy burden,
and let the oppressed go free. The posterity of the oppressed at least,
will need such evidences of tender regard and love as here evinced. In
those days, such expressions of Christian benevolence were cheering in
the extreme. From his able contribution to Anti-slavery papers, and his
fearless and eloquent advocacy of the cause of the down-trodden slave in
the pulpit, on the platform, and in the social circle, the name of Rev.
N.R. Johnston, Reformed Presbyterian (of the old Covenanter faith), will
be familiar to many. But we think it safe to say that his fidelity and
devotion to the slave are nowhere more fully portrayed than in the
appended Underground Rail Road letters.

TOPSHAM, VT., September 1st, 1855.

WM. STILL, MY DEAR FRIEND:--I have the heart, but not the time,
to write you a long letter. It is Saturda