The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1888-02-07

the giving of the right of voting to woman will
! correct these laws. let me say to men, be gall
liant enough, and fair enough and honest
enough, and righteous enough, and God-loYing
| enough to correct these wrongs against women
| by your own masculine vote. DO not wait for
| woman suffrage to come, if it ever does come,
| but so far as you can touch ballot boxes and
| Legislatures, and congresses begin the reforma-
ton. But until justice is done to your sex by
| the laws of all the states, and women of Amer
lea take the platforms and the pulpits, and no
| honorable man viii charge Nashti with having
| lost her veil.
Again / want you this morning to consider
! Nashti tho sacrifice Who is this that L see
coming. out of that palace gate
have seen her before. She comes homeless
| houselnss, friendless, trudging along with q
broken heart. Who is she? Ii is Yashti the
sacrifice. o, what change it was from regal
| ago approved and sought for ow none so poor
! as to acknowledge her acquaintanceship.
Vashti the sacrifice. All, you and L have seen
il many time Here is home empalaced
with beauty. All that refinement, and books,
and wealth can do for that home has been
dozen; but Ahasuerus, the husband
and the father, is taking hold on
paths OF sin lie is gradually
| and struggle like wild beast i'll the hunters
net-further away from God further away
| from the right. Soon the bright apparel of
the children will turn to rags; soon the house
! hold song will become the sobbing OF broken
heart. The old story over again Brutal Cen
taurs breaking up the marriage feast of La
| pithar. The house full of outrage, and cru
| city, and abomination, while trudging forth
| from the palace gate are Vashti and her chill
| dren There are homes represented in this
honSe this morning that are in danger of such
a breaking up o, Ahasuerus, that
| YOU should stand in home, by
dissipated life destroying the peace and com
| forts of that home. God forbid that your chill
dren should ever have to wiring their hands,
and have people point their finger at them as
they pass down the street, and say: "There
goes a drunkard's child" God forbid that the
little feet should ever have to trudge the path
of poverty and wretchedness. God forbid
that any evil spirit, born of the wine cup or
the brandy flask, should come forth and uproot
that garden; and with a blasting, bistering,
all-consuming curse, shut forever the palace
gate against Vashti and the children.
Oh, the women and the men of sacrifice are
going to take the brightest coronals of heaven
This woman of the text gave palatial residence,
gave up all for what she considered right.
Sacrifice! Is there anything more sublime?
a steamer called the prairie Belle, burning
on the Mississippi river, BludsO, tho engineer,
declared he would keep the bow of the boat to
the shore till all were off, and he kept his
promise At his post, scorched and blackened,
he persisted, but he saved all the passengers.
Two verses of pathetic poetry describe the
scene, but the verses are little rough, and so
L changed word or two:
Through the hot black breath of the burning
Jim BIudSO's voice beard,
And they all had trust in his stubbornness,
AndIknew he would keep his word.
And sures you re born they all got off
Atore the smokestacEs fell
And Budso's ghost went up above,
In the smoke of the Prairie Belle
He weren't no saint, but at Judgment
I'd run my chance with Jim,
Iongside OF some pious gentlemen
That wouldn't shake hands with him.
He'd seen his duty, dead sure thing,
And went for 1t there and then,
And Christ is not going to be too hard
On Il man that died for men,"
Once more: 1 want you to look atVashti
the silent You do not hear any outcry from
this woman as she goes forth from the palace
gate. From the very dignity of her nature you
know there will be no Yociferation. Some
times in life it is necessary to make a retort
sometimes in life it is necessary to resist; but
there are crises when the most triumphant
thing to do is to keep silence. The philoso-
pher, confident in his newly discovered princi-
pie, waited for the coming of more intelligent
generations, willing that men should laugh at
tho lightning rod and cotton gin
and misunderstanding for long
years through the SOOTHING of philo-
sophical schools, in grand and magnificent
silence. Calico, condemned by mathemati-
clans, and monks, and cardinals, car
featured everywhere, YET waiting and
watching with his telescope, to see the
coming up of stellar reinforcements. when the
stars in their courses would fight for the Co
pernican SYSTEM then sitting down in COM
plete blindness and deafness to wait for the |
coming of the generations who would build
his monument and bow at his grave. The re-
former, eXecrated by his contemporaries, fas-
tened in a pilory, the Slow fires of public con-
tempt burning under him, ground under the
cylinders of the printing, press, yet calmly
waiting for the day when puri-
acter will get the sanction of earth
and the plaudits of heaven. Addiction, en-
during without any complaint the sharpness of /
the Pang. and the violence OF the storm, and
fI,A lNft II, al,
moss of the night-waiting until a
divine hand shall be put forth to |
soothe the pang, and hush the storm, and re- |
lease the captive. A wife abused, prosecuted, |
and perpetual exile from every earthly COM
fort-waiting, waiting, until the Lord shall |
gather up His dear children in heavenly |
home, and no poor Nashti will ever be thrust |
out from the palace gate. Jesus, in silence, |
and answering not word drinking the gall, |
bearing the cross, in prospect of the rapturous |
contamination when
"Augels throngcd His chariot wheel |
And bore him to his throne;
TIeu swept their golden hNrpS and sung,
The glorious work is done"
An Arctic explorer found a ship floating |
heploSsy about among the icebergs, and going |
on board he found that the captain was frozen |
TO death at his log book, and the hemsman |
was frozen at The wheel, and the men on the |
lookout were frozen in their places That was
awful but magnificent. All the Arctic blasts |
and all the iccbergs could not drive them from
thunder. And this old ship of n world has
many at their posts in the awful chill of neg
lect, and frozen of the world Scorn, and their
silence shall be the eulogy of the skies, and be
rewarded long after this weather-bcaten craft
OF planet shall have made its last VOYAGE
thank God that the mghtiest influences
are the most silent. The fires i'll furnace of
n factory, or of n steamship, roar though they
only move few shuttles or few thousand
| tons, but the sun that warns world rises and
sets without crackle, or flintest sound. Tray
/ elers visiting Mount Ema, having heard of the
/ glores of sunrise that peak, went up to
/ spend the night there, and see the sun rise
/ next morning, but when il came up it was so
/ far behind their anticipations they actually
/ Missed it, The mightieSt influences today are
| like the planetary system-completely silent
| Don't hiss the sun!
| @, woman does not this story Of Vashti the
! queen, Nasht the yelled, Nasht the sacrifice.
! asht the silent, move your soul2 My SER
mon convergcs into the ono absorbing hope
! that none Of you may be shut out of tile nal
! ace gate of heaven. You can endure the hard
ships, and the priyations, and the cruelties and
! the miSfortuncs of this life If Won can only