The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1884-04-05
THE MEETING AT TIMBERVILLE.

THE MEETING AT TIMBERVILLE.
Twas early in the winter when first the
talk began
About the rights of wimnen an herruelty
Of man.
Sech talk was new in Timbervi.ie-it scarf
us all 10 hear
How ignorant we wimmen was about our
proper speer;
And bow we'd toiied and pinched and saved
and nothin' better knew,
While our husbands die. TIE thinkin and
held the purse strings, too
Miss Sbarpley come and told Ms this-a
lecturer, you know
Law ne. how beautiful she talked her
words just seemed to flow
As smooth and easy as the brook-she
looked and moved so quiet
But she fairly shook old Tim berville, she
raised up sech riot
And when heard her tell abuut us wim-
mems wasted years"
Although I'm Old and tough, You d think,
couldn't keep from tears.
Soon all The wives, and mothers, 100, begin
to see quite plain
That lest to bake and churn and mend, was
laborin' in vain;
While young Mis- Capn Jones she comes,
and seq, seq she to me
I'm goin' to hev a high career"-w hatever
that may be.
But Miss Sharpley had TO leave us, so she
advertised one day
That she'd lecture in the school house once,
before she went away.
Wal, the room was packed that evenin' and
Miss Sharpley did her best
Her gift of speech was wondsrful-that all
the men confessed;
She scared way up into the clouds, and back
to airth agen,
And showed us most conclusively the
wit hlessness of men.
was jest a sayin'-
Dear sisters, spurn your tyrant, man, anu
scorn the part he's playin'-
Let him perform the mental tasks he has set
for you so long,
While you stand on the mountain tops, re-
joicin', free and strong
Jim Bates was sittin' close at hand, right in
the foremost row,
And on lis knee his little child-j"st two
years old or SO.
Jim was poor lone widderer his wife was
dead and gone
His home was near the school house, and |
spose he felt forlorn:
So he'd come and brought the baby, though
the reason why knew
His hired girl had slipped away TO hear The
lecture too.
And Just that very minute, when the room
was as still as DEATH
Aud you might have heerd a pin drop, as
Miss Sharpley stopped for breath,
That little todin thing slid from off Ter
fathers knee.
Crept close up to the lecturers desk, al
said-"Does on love me ."
Poor Jim Jest turned fiery red, and tried to
snatch the child:
But Miss Sharpley She leaned over, and
looked at him and smiled;
Then, droppin' all her papers, in the twink
lin of an eye
She clasped the little one--who gave a won
derin' happy cry
And laid her yellow, curly head right down
upon her breast,
With both arms clingin' round her neck, as
if she'd found her resi-.
1t: as fresh now as u picter, though it hap
pened months ago
How She held that little baby girl, a whis-
perrin soft and low:
Her eyes as bright, and little smiles a com
il and goin,
While all the sound that you could hear
was just the child CROWN,
Upto this time establishment had kept tie
folks all still;
But some one shouted out-''Three cheers :
land give EN- with will.
cts plain enough Miss Sharp!ey has found
''her proper Sneer,
"And man, The tyrants conquered. now,
"boys-a rousing cheer
Wal, the meetin broke up in IA row, but Jim
Bates waited there
He's manly, handsome feller-and when
saw the pair
CD walkin' off, seq, sez I, at needs no
"witch to tell
"Wbat's comm next" And want right?
Folks talked and laughed speel,
But we all danced at the weGdin' Law.
how she settled down.
There amt no better housewife than Mis-
Bates in all this town.
"Does she talk of winners rights" Wal
| mentioned em one day,
And this is what she answered as near as I
can say:
Only friend, I've had my notions, but now
I've wiser grown:
A iireside is our kingdom, and Il husband 5
heart our throne.
And many woman tloutS and .ieers at men,
and married life
Who only needs an offer, TO become a pat
tern wife -
-LhrlStiuN at Work.