Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1884-11-10

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vivid contemps her capricioomeB Of Adect.
ion and haughtincss Of temper. Lord b.
nn's greatness makes the more shameful
Lord Byron,s senssality. Let 10 90 think
that suavity Of bearing o. . high style 81
accomplishment apologize for vansty or
i'll temper or uukindnesa Dso6ediencA %
God or unrightuousness toward man viii
beelood ,be most brilliant aftaiameatx
Though your accomplishments DO heavsn.
high, they viii not excuse for
Vice Heli-dcep.
Again learn the real inHueaee Of womaus
In the power which Eve exercised over
Adam aud ON the destiny Of amounted
generations 1 see q type OF the power
which her descendants shouA EXERCISE.
We have no sympathy with the batteries
that are showered upon her frontae pulpit
and the stage. The true nobility Of woman
consists in the power Of q Christina infu-
euce. Ewes overthrow of Adam sHd the
race wa only an illustration Of whst power
there is now in the frail arm of woman to
strike until the echo rings through eternity
down among the caverns, up among the
thrones. This influence was not mUsepo'
lized by such representative women a. Eve.
who ruined the race with a fruit
plucking, nor of Jael who sent q spike
through the head of Sisera, nor Of Esthera
who overcame royalty. nor OF Abieil q
by her beautiful countenance arrested q
hostile army, nor OF Mary who uursed
the worlds Savior, nor of the great dancer
who carried about on a dish the CORY head
Of John the Baptist, nor of grandmother
Lois who was immortalized in her grandson.
Timothy. nor Of Charlotte Corday who with
dagger slew the assassin Of her lover, nor
Of Marie Antoinette who could conquer .
mob by n look from the balcony Of her
castle and whose scs1old was 4 throne OF
forgiveness and moral courage. refer to
the mothers, to the wives, to the daughters.
to the sisters, who unambitious for political
power and the scramble Of the hustings, are
performing the ten thousand
Sweet Onices of Home.
When | thus speak | find muself using as a
model one whom about twenty years ago
we put away for the resurrection. About
eighty years ago, Just before the day Of
their marriage, my father and mother stood
up in tie old meeting house at Somerville,
TO take the VOWS Of a Christian. Through
q long life Of vicissitude she lived blame
lessly and usefdlly, and came to her end in
peace. No child OF want over came to her
door and was turned away. No stricken
soul ever appealed to. her and was not com.
forted. No sinner ever asked her the way
TO be saved and was not pointed tn
Christ. When the Angel Of Late
came TO a peighbcr's dwelling, she
was there TO rejoice at the incarnation;
and when the angel of death came she was
there TO robe the departed one for burial.
We had often heard her while kneeling
among her children at family prayers, when
father was absent, say: ii ask not for my
children wealth or honor; but | do ask that
!hey may all become the subjects OF thy
converting grace" She had seen all her
eleven children gathered into the Church
and he had bat one mare wish, and that
VAS ,hst she might again see her missionary
ION. And when the ship from China an
ehored in New York harbor, and the long.
absent one crossed the threshold Of his
,a,,rral home, she said: Nov. Lord,
lettest thou thy servant depart in peace, Tor
mine eyes have seeL thy salvation
We were gathered from sfar TO see only
the house from which the soul had fled for.
ever. How calm she looked! Her folded
hands appeared inst as when they were EN-.
ployed in kindnesses for her children. And
we could not help but say as we stood and
looked at her: Don't she look beautiful
1t was a cloudless day when with heavy
hearts we carried her put to the last resting
place. The withered leaves crumbled under
wheel and hoof as we passed and the setting
sun sboue upon the river until it looked
like fire. But more calm and bright was
the setting sun Of this aged pilgrims life.
No more toll. No more tears. No more
sickness. No more death. Dear mo,herl
Beautiful mother
Sweet is he sIumler beneath the sod
VIII. the pure nOui ID resting with God"