But after all my reasoning and all my appeals on this subject, there is one cold and sullen fact, which rises like a winter-cloud over my mind, and blasts all my hopes of success while it remains. It is this. THE HAPLESS AND WRETCHED COMMUNITY FOR WHICH I AM PLEADING, IS COMPLETELY EXILED FROM THE SYMPATHIES OF MANKIND.--They are _thought_ of indeed, but it is only to be _despised_, and they are _spoken_ of only to be _cursed_. How truly may they say; 'No one cares for our souls.' This is a fact which cannot be successfully contradicted; but whether it is right or not, judge ye. How much of christianity it evinces let every one's conscience determine. One thing is certain, it is not the spirit of _God_, for He commended His love towards sinners by giving His Son to be our Saviour. Neither is it the spirit of _Christ_, for when we were without strength, in due time he died for the ungodly. Equally distinct is it from the spirit of _angels_, for they rejoice in the presence of God when one sinner repents. Nor has it any fellowship with the spirit of _christians_, for they are glad when they see the grace of God magnified in the reformation of even the most abandoned. It is also spurned away by the spirit of _philanthropy_, for the prince of philanthropists identified his glorious fame with the _prisons_ of Europe. Hearken then ye whose sympathies pass by the cells of merited suffering, like the priest and the Levite, on the other side, the misery which you _disdain to heed_ and the sufferers whom you associate only with _infamy_, draw around them the _liveliest sympathies_, and the _deepest interest_ of _the whole universe of sanctified spirits_, from the mere _lover of his species_, up through _christians_ and _angels_, to the _merciful Redeemer_ and _compassionate Father of all_. O! then be entreated to bring your cold and limited sympathies to the fountain of Jesus' blood, and learn to pity the sinner while you hate his sins. Let the sighing of the prisoners come into the secret abode of your hearts, and compassionate those whose hope is despair. If you continue to resist that voice which might pierce the _tomb_, and rouse the _dead_ into benevolent actions for the recovery of the lost, you will evince that you have wandered as far from the sympathies of unperverted humanity, as have the objects of your contempt from righteousness; and my only hope of _their reformation_ will depend on _your previous return to that holy sanctuary of purified feeling, from which you have so wofully departed_. Then, warmed with the pure and sacred glow of heaven's own altar, you will be moved by the groaning of the captives, and either _carry_ or _send_ them the balm which is in _Gilead_, and direct them to the Physician who is there." CONCLUSION.