Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1876-07-20

''No," said Mrs. Arnett; ''you have
forgotten one thing which England
has not and which we have, -One thing
which outwejglls all England's treas
ures, and that is the Right. God is on
our side, and every volley from our
muskets is an echo of His voice. We
are poor and weak and few but God
is fighting for us. We entered into his
struggle with pure hearts and prayer.
fui lips. w had counted the cost and
were willing to Jay the price, were it
our hearts blood. And nOW-nOW,
baeatlse for time the the day is going
against us, you would give up all and
sneak back, like cravens, to kiss the
feet that have trampled upon us And
you call yourselves mell-the sons OF
those 'who gave up home and fortune
and fatherland to make for themselves
and for dear liberty Il resting place III
the wilderness Oh, shame upon you,
towards - -
Her words had rushed out in q fiery
flood, which her husband had vainly
striven to check. do not know how
Mrs. Arnett looked, but I fancy her Il
little fair woman, with kindly blue
eyes and delicate features-a tender
and loving little soul, whose scOrnful,
blazing words must have seemed to
her amazed hearers, like inspired fury
of 4 pythoness: Are we not all proph-
cts at times-prophets of good or evil,
according to our bent, and with more
power than we ourselves suspect, to
work out the fultillment Of our own
prophesies. Who shall say how far
this fragile woman aided to stay the
wave OF dcsOlation which was spread.
ing over the land!
''Gentlemen, said good Mr.. Arnett
uneasily, IL beg you to excuse this
most ,mseemly interruption to our
council. My wife is beside herself, I
think. You all know her, and know it
is not her wont to NEEDLE with poll
ties, or to brawl and buster. To-mor-
row she will see her folly, but now I
pray your patience.
Already her words had begun to stir
the slumbering manhood in the bOsOms
of those who heard her. Enthusiasm
makes itsown fitting times. :.
No one replied each felt too keenly
his own pettiness, in the light cast up.
on them by this brave wOman's words.
''Take your protection, if you will, y
she went OH. after waiting in vain for
a reply. ''Proelaim yourselves trait
ors and towards, false to your God,
but horrible will be the judgment You
will bring upon your heads and the
heads of those that love you. l tell
you that England will never conquer.
know it and feel it in every fibre of
my heart. Has God led us so far to
desert us now! Will He who led our
fathers across the stormy winter sea
forsake their children who have put
their trust in him! For me, l stay
never touch the hand nor my heart
cleave to the heart of him who shames
her.
She flashed upon her husband gaze
which dazzled him like sudden light.
ming
Isaac. we have lived together for
twenty years, and for all Of them
have been a true and loving wife to
you. But am the child of God and of
my country, and if you do this shame.
full thing. will never again own you
for my husband
MY dear wife - cried the husband
aghast, ':you do not know what you
are saying. Leave me for such thing
rs this -
''For such Il thing rs this - she
cried scorntully. ''What greater
cause could there be l married a good
man and true, faithful friend. and it
needs no divorce to sever me from a
traitor and Il coward. If you take your
protection you lose your wife, and l.
| lose my husband and my home!''
With the last words the thrilling
Voice broke suddenly with a pathetic
fall and a film crept over the proud
blue eyes. Perhaps this little touch
Of womanly weakness moved her hear
ers as deeply as her brave scornful
words. They were not al towards at
heart, only touched by the dread fin.
ger of panic. which, now and then,
will paralyze the bravest. Some had
struggled long against it and only half
yielded at last. And some there were
to whom old traditions had never quite
lost their power, whose superstitious
consciousness had never become quite
reconciled to the stigma of Rebel,
though their reason and Judgment both
told them that, borne for the cause
for which they bore it, it was a title
of nobility.
The words of the little woman had
gone straight to each heart, be its
handspring what it might. Gradually
the dropping heads were raised, and
the eyes grew bright with manliness
and resolution. Before they left the
house that night, they had sworn a
solemn oath to stand by the cause they
had adopted and the land of their
birth, through good or evil, and to
spurn the offers OF their tyrants and
foes as the deadliest insults.
Some of the names of those who met
in that secret council were known after
wards among those who fought their
country's battles most nobly, who died
upon the field of honor, or rejoiced
with pure hearts when the day of tri.
umph came. The name of the little
woman figured not on heroic roll, but
was she the less q heroine?
This story is Il true one, and in this
Centennial year, when every crumb of
information in regard to the old days
of struggle and heroism is eagerly
gathered up, it may not be without in.
terest.
A Martyr to Science.
Burlington Hawk Eye.
A Burlington naturalist last Sunday,
while investigating the causes and eff.
fectof the poison of a wasp.sting, no.
bly, determined to make of himself q