I will here introduce, for love and veneration to his memory, a letter written about this time by our excellent Quaker friend George Willets, of Rochester, to Mr. E. W. Capron, who handed it over to me. He was one of the noblest of men. And Quaker as he was (he was one of the "Progressive Friends," commonly called Hicksites), I once witnessed a scene in which a just and righteous indignation caused him to cast off his coat, in readiness to deal in very mundane fashion with an unworthy and misbehaving member of one of the "investigating committees." "I've never fought a man in my life," he said, "but I will not stand by and see thee insult these children." The assailant wilted down. The provocation was such that I am sure the angel who may have charge of the short record of Quaker sins, after writing it "dropped a tear on the words and blotted them out forever." LETTER FROM GEORGE WILLETS. (About end of 1848.) _Dear friend, E. W. Capron:_ It is with some reluctance that I furnish you with the following statement. Not that I am afraid to tell the truth, but that the world, as I conceive, is not ready to receive such truths yet. _Ridicule_ will probably be heaped upon me; but when I consider that it is the ignorant only who use that weapon, perhaps I can afford to stand up and say, "Let the storm come." All who know me can say whether I have been truthful from my youth up, yea or nay; and the strongest language that I can use is to say that the following statement is _strictly and entirely true_.