Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1846-08-14
A Word to Women about War.

Here is something from the pen of Doug
lass Jerrold. 1t is an extract from a letter
purporting to be written by Juniper Hedge
hog to his cousin Ebenezer Prime, of the
town Of Numskull. 1t suggests a skilfnl
remedy for that scarlet fever which has so
long prevailed among tall, patriotic boys On
both sides of the Atlantic.-Er. paper.
Sometimes, Ebenezer, we hear Of plans to
raise women in what they call the social
scale. I've no objection, I'm sure, and
should like very well to see the plan tried
Nevertheless, | do think that women might
give men a lift. But then she is such an
odd, contradictory thing! Else, at once,
she'd set her precious face against cutting
Threats, and wouldn't think slaughter a bit
better, because done by nice young men in
red coats, with colors flying and trumpets
b%rayiug.
(By the bye, Ebenezer, when ! think OF
what the trumpet really does, how it sets man
upon man, and makes blood burn against
9loou-.oraylng seems a capital word for it.
Snt IL odd, too-and there's some MEANING
In II, depend on't-that a trumpet and a lack,
ass are the only things that BRAY y
NOW, here's a chance for women, Ebene-
ger! If they'd only follow the examnIe Of
my cousin Johanna! (What a member Of
Parliament that girl would have made y She
was going to be married TO Samson Cream
a young man in the perfumery line. They
were so near it, that if the ring wasn't bought,
they'd often (through the windows) looked
at it. Well, he's very bad with the militia
disease-this scarlet fever, and in the pride
of his powder-puff heart, told Johanna that
he'd no doubt he should be a CORPORAL
Wherefore the girl at once told him that he
must either give up all thoughts of pipe-clay
or of her-that she'd never take a cartridge
box 10 her arms-and when she married,
would by no means have a husband with
feathers. SO if Samson wont consent to
moult, lie loses Johanna. The girls only a
maid-of-all-work-but may my mare break
her knees again, if she isn't a pattern for
countesses. Pm sure of it; if the women
were ~resolute to take the matter in hand, they
might put an end to war all over the world.
And they ought to do it; 'tweuld be the
prettiest feather in the ~prettiest cap they
could wear-that feather they might sport to
their honor and glory. But | contend that
it's woman's own work-what they call her
mission if properly understood. Let me
explain.
Here's a baby born. A little helpless, cry
ing thing, that's made a love of from the first
mlnute-and bringing, who shall say, what
a heap of love with it! Well, the pretty lit
tie animal is carefully swaddled, and pow
dered, and all sorts of care taken of 1.-THE
thing becoming in a very little time such a
treasure, that the Bank of England wouldn't
be taken for it. And this thing-that there's
been such fear and such hope about, and
such a lot Of love-with its first tooth, and
Its measles, and its running alone, and its
teaching to kneel upon mothers lap and say
the Belief and the Lords Prayer-ihis bless
ed thing has only been born, and nursed, and
taught, to be cut in two with a broadsword, or
blown to pieces with a cannon shot. Depend
upon 1t, if women knew their true dignity, as
it is called, they wouldn't suffer it. MOI
they'd think better of what they were made
for, and wouldn't rear children for bayonets
and bullets. Some of these days, T. )enezer,
they may think of these things; but at pres
ent, a woman will run after gunpowder just
as a puss will run after ~valerian.