National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1882-04-15
A TOAST TO WOMAN.


We have two great characters in Washington.
one Is Susan B. Anthony, who assemblies herselfin
an annual convention ond the other Is DR.. Mary
walker who pants for notorlcty. tLaughterl
Woman Is great subject ] cannot imagine why
you should always leave her until one of the last
of the list of toass unless II be that when all else
has departed man naturally flies to woman for
consolation. The most cndearing words are
sweetheart, sister, daughter, wife mother and the
keystone TO this royal arch Of purity and love rs
woman. The touch of her warm hand luls the
sleeping babe TO sweet repose the glance of her
beamng eye thrills the soul Of manhood, and in
the golden sunlight of old age she cings with un-
dying affection to the object Of her love. Pure and
patient at the cradle faithful and enduring at the
cross, she will receive the crown of immortal life
beyond the sun and stars. In every land and
cline the advancement of woman points to the
pathway of civilization, and, although she speaks
in various tongues,
HER LANGUAGE OF LOVE
is universal, and her influence in home, church
and state marks the milestoneso of human progress
History is full of heroic women who led armies,
died for the liberty of their country, and suffered
the tortures of battle and the pangs of hospital ex
perence. Cleopatra, the lovely Egyptian Queen ,
the Maid of Orleans, whose white banner pro.
claimed victory; Charlotte Corday, the peasant
girl, who killed heartlcss tyrant, and Florence
Nightingale, the charity angel of modern times,
nro niched in historic grandeur, and ages yet un-
But while these heroines of history have left the
impress of their genius upon the world the quiet,
loving, patient heroine of home who tolls for the
ch lid and man she loves claims most my respect
aud admiration. In the silent watches of the
night she stoops with nervous listening car over
tho
PALE FACE OF THE DYING poY,
and in her breaking heart holds his image to the
grave The bed Of pain the gloomy prison, the
gallows, and the grave find her minstering hand,
and she is always ready to throw the mantle OF
charity over & fallen mortal and soothe the an
guish of misfortune in the deepest vale of adver-
Sity. Who has not heared of the sad fate of the
talented and beautiful Miss Curran, the atiianced
bride OF Robert Emmet, n young hero who lived
for Ireland and her friends and died for the i'm
mortal principles of right. The green graves of the
broken hearted beauty and her noble lover are the
brightest gems in the scrown of lrelands sorrow,
and in the coming! years they will shine as dia-
dcms in her crown OF victory,
Pile thick the amaranth and the myrtle DER them,
Let bright, green banners flash aud How,
Hoses that love ana pnnsie5 that deplore them,
And lilies weeping from their hearts ofsnowi
shOll never forget scene during the late war
At the battle of Kennesaw Mountain, near At
larta, was wounded and left on the field TO die
Ailer terrible encounter between the contendinp
armies OF Sherman and iJohnson, the sun went
down upon that fraternal slaughter
Our bugles sang truce while the night clouds had
And the sentinel stars set their watch In the sky,
And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowercd
The weary to sleep and the wounded to die
In that terrible moment, left in the woods to thu
night winds and the twinkltng stars, dying will
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| over the battlefield, and as they approached IN!
PROSTATE form, with kind words, and water Il
quench my burning thirst, recognized two sister
Of charity, whose white hoods shone like celestia
| light brought down from heaven TO cheer thu
| dropping heart of man. Such Is woman, fondes
in decay, greatest in adversely and best in every
| thing.
Here's toast, then, TO woman, heart true andfree
Who qunttS off q emp to memory and me,
And WATTS DER the pillows sghs of regret
| For hours that are gone and suns that are set,
| And changeess IA fate, who loves to the close
Her wandering hero through strife and repose.
Fresh in her beauty as dew on the rose.
. TTouu aunIniiepl