Why I Interfere.

A Flippant Lecture has been delivered somewhere in America, an enterprising publisher has given it circulation in our city; the leading newspaper hopes no one will read it. The publisher says it is replete with wit, sarcasm, and audacity, and that those who read it are not able to sleep the night following. Notwithstanding the newspaper's warning, and the publisher's announcement, I have read it; yet my sleep has been undisturbed. I have carefully examined it and declare it the most grotesque piece of blasphemous audacity which my eyes have beheld. Its audacity is futile; its wit, stale; and its sarcasm, pointless.

If anyone, therefore, should ask why I endeavour to interfere with the sayings and doings of such a person, and why I try to take from such a man the soothing consolation of being a "thorn in the side" of believers in the Bible? I answer thus—I want to contribute my mite