The Truth in a Dark Corner
By C. B. Preston
BRO. SMITH:—You with many others who are trying to live and propagate truth are strangers to me except as we become acquainted through the medium of the Review. We hail its weekly visits with joy. We prize it the higher as we have no one to present the truth to us in this place. We feel that we are in one of the dark corners of earth. The truth of the Message of the Third Angel never has been proclaimed in this place. We have been here about two years, and our lives have been very imperfect; yet we have tried to live under the influence of the Third Angel. We have obtained and circulated all our principal works, yet how fruitless (or apparently so) are all our efforts to produce a crop on uncongenial soil. We being alone become almost discouraged at times; but then remembering that the promise is to those that endure to the end, we again reach forth our faith to our covenant-keeping God; and praise his holy name, he invariably blesses us. Two years ago last Winter we heard Bro. White at Brookfield which is the last discourse we have heard. It has been a source of great grief to see so many seduced and drawn away by the arch enemy into errors which I fear will prove fatal. It seems the more cruel to see dear, tried friends drawn away after standing with the remnant for years sacrificed for the cause, sacrificed their good name, reputation and all, and finally fail of the true graces of the Spirit. We are admonished by the above dreadful work to buckle on the whole armor; for we know we need the whole or we are insecure. If we use the weapons our kind Father has provided for us he will never allow them to prove ineffectual. Your unworthy brother striving to obey God and keep his holy Commandments, and be prepared for the society of the pure in heart, where no enemy can come.
C. B. PRESTON.
Glenmore, N. Y., July, 1856.