Crazy: Neighbors Mock a Convert to Temperance
By Uriah Smith
A BROTHER writes from Muskegon Co., Mich., of a person whom he found about a year ago with his table loaded with pork and other unhealthful viands, who used a little strong drink to help digestion, and plenty of tobacco to settle his meals. He talked with him on the health reform and the necessity of a preparation for the coming of the Lord, and left him some tracts. The result is that he has become converted and left off all these hurtful things; and now his neighbors call him crazy—a good specimen of the ideas which generally prevail in regard to Christian temperance. A man may follow the gross ways of the world, weakening his moral nature, and destroying his physical system, and they look upon him as all right. But let him become really sane, and turn to the better way, and the cry of crazy greets him from every quarter. Nevertheless we rejoice that a few here and there can be found who esteem the joy of being able to say, “Whereas I was blind now I see, and whereas I was sick, now I am well,” more than they fear the reproaches of a misguided world. U. S.