The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1865-09-22

| VIM "ouio W"tth9y nurse the DaDy, rock
the cradle, or, after the young ideas begin
to develope, would give up his pipe to
teach sonny his A B C's, or make horse
of himself for sissy's amusement d? who
would patiently bear with all the whims
of sick infancy, the passions and hayward
nesses Of growing childhood, the many as
pirations and arrogant assumptions of
early man and womanhood How many
tempests of temper, how many. scenes Of
discord, how many heart. burnings, how
many Grows" and "thrashings" do you
suppose would be gone through ere a
family of half dozen children arrived at
years of discretion, if that time ever
comes-solely under a fathers control p
Mothers must. bear all these things and
many more, and often, God help them |!
unassisted by the ones who vowed to love
and cherish. Fathers have their duties
and fulfil them too, as OF God required,
but upon the mother rests the heavier bur
then, given by her Creator and increased
by man, who couples with its onerous du-
ties the odious idea Of inferiority.
AS individuals, you have need to be
thankful, at least, to the inferior SEX
From the opinions held of yourselves, it
would seem necessary, or at least more
fitting, that you should have been reared
and tended by some more than ordinarily
superior specimens of animated nature, to
enable you to arrive at your present state
of perfection. Can any one of you look
at your own mother, think of all she has
been and is to you, and then toss your
lofty head in the air, and sneer out, Gin.
ferior animal?" l know not which 1 feel
most for such man-pity for his weak
ness or contempt for his meanness.
Physically, it must be admitted, woman
is inferior to man-the whole sex consid-
ered-though here as everywhere there
are exceptions, as there are in all commu-
mites some robust females who are able,
in Western parlance, to "heave over
en-rail fence" common.sized modern
man. If surpassed by you in mere force
and strength, ask your physician, and
twenty other physicians, and see if they
will not tell you that one little delicate
woman, for whose waist your joined hands
would form girdle too large, would sur
pass two OF you rosy, robust, loud.voiced
sons OF. humanity in fortitude and patient
endurance of suffering of soul or body.
Have you seen no evidences of female for.
titude f? Do you know no woman whose
life Is one continued scene of suffering,
yet whose eye beams as brightly, whose
smile is as sweet, whose voice is as soft
and accomplishing in its tone as though
no breeze, however slight, had ever ruff
fled the waters of her life ? There are
such, and, too unfortunately, not very few
or far between.
Perhaps in your lordly estimate of her
iuteriority, you doubt the capacity of
woman to feel the full might of suffering.
Do not comfort yourself with that belief,
when you say harsh word or do an un-
kind deed to some loving, trusting woman.
God alone keeps the record of the heart
wruug tears, the signs of agony, the sleep
less nights, the long, long, weary days and
years of misery, mans inhumanity oft
makes woman suffer. Woman's inferior.
ity of intellect is adduced as the evidence
of her being more prone to religion, more
ready to trust in the goodness of God,
more willing to succumb to His will
False application of false theory. Not
through aceahness Of intellect, but through
strength of affection, is the female heart
led to look to the Oliver of every good and
perfect gift, as the thing to be preferred
before all others. Woman's empire is
truly the empire of the affections, and it
is the combining of those heavenly or
spiritual with those of earth, that leads
her to that unquestioning confidence in
the mercy and goodness Of God, which so
makes her "rather bear the ills she has,
than fly to others that she knows not Of"
The CHASTITY record of suicide in the great
sinful city of Paris, proves, that of the
frightfully great number who there annu-
ally rush heedlessly and uncalled into the
presence of their Maker, only the small
proportion of one-third are women. This
is one instance only. Is this because of
cowardice, think you? Which is easier,
the short, sharp pang of dissolution, which
brings the long, quiet slumber of oblivion,
or the daily, hourly suffering, the averted
gaze of the once friend, the unfeeling
taunt of the stranger, tho bold, insulting
gaze of the passer-by, the gnawing agony
of conscience, that never sleeps, all Of
which too surely, too unkindly, waits
upon the woman who goes astray. Oh !
in that day when "the secrets of all hearts
shall be revealed there will be dark
account registered against some who walk
the earth as blameless, or who wait the
coming of Judgment meath costly marble,
blazoned with testimonials of good deeds
done in the body. Some cyric once said,
"Show me tombstone, and I'll show you
liar.' 1t is hard thought, but too
often true one.
History furnishes with lavish hand evil
dences of female heroism, moral and
physical: Boadicea, the bold queen of the
Iceni !; Eleanora, the devoted wife of