The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1888-03-22
And she leaned over

"Shali I be your mother and comfort |
your" And he looked up and said:
''Yes; Pll try to think she's here.
Please to write a long letter to her and |
tell her all about it, and send her a lock |
of my hair and comfort her. But l would |
like to have you tell her how much l suf- |
fered-yes, L would like you to do that, |
for she would feel so for me. Hold my
hand whils die"
There may have been no classic ele-
gance in her features, but all the hospitals
of Harrison's Landing and Fortress Mon
roe would have agreed that she was
beautiful; and if any rough man in all
that ward had insulted her, some wounded
soldier would have leaped from his couch,
on his best foot, and struck him dead
with crutch.
Again: | advise you not to depend for
happiness upon the batteries of men. 1t
is poor compliment to your sex that so
many men feel obliged in your presence
to offer unmeaning compliments.
Men capable of elegant and
elaborate convers q ton elsewhere,
sometimes feel called upon at the door of
the drawing room to drop their common
sense and to dole out sickening batteries.
They say things about your dress and
dUOuG yOuT appearance tudt y Ou huOW
and they know are false. They say
you are an angel. You know you are not.
Determined to tell the truth in office, and
store, and shop, they consider it honorable
to lie to a woman. The same thing that
they told you on this side Of the drawing.
ryom three minutes ago they said to some
one on the other side of the drawing
room. Oh, let no one trample ON your
oil Tho thin on yyh iph
a woman can build her happiness is the
batteries of men.
Again, l charge you not to depend for
happiness upon the discipleship of world
illness. have seen men as vain of their
old-fashioned and their eccentric hat as
your brainless fop is proud of his dang
ling fooleries. Fas hion sometimes makes
a reasonable demand of us, and then we
ought to yield to it. The daisies of thu
field have their fashion of color and leaf;
the honeysuckles have their fashion of
ear drop, and the snowfiakes flung out of
the winter heavens have their fashion Of
exquisitness. After the summer shower
the sky weds the earth with ring OF rain
bow. And do not think we have a right
to despise the elegances and fashions of
this world, especially if they make
reasonable demands upon us;
| but the diseipleship and worship
| of fashion is death to the
| body, and death to the ssoul. I am glad
| the world is improving. Look at the
| fashion plates Of the seventeenth and
| eighteenth centuries, and you will find
| that the world is not so extravagant and
| extraordinary now as it was then, and
| all the marvellous things that the grand
| daughter will do will never equal that
| done by the grandmother. Go still far
| Their back, to the Bible times, and you
| will find that in those times fashion
| welded more terrible sceptre. You
| have emily to turn to the third chapter of
| Isaiah, a PORTION of the Scriptures from
| which l once preached to you sermon,
| to read:
Because the daughters Of Zion are naughty
| and walk with stretched-forth necks and wan.
| ton eyes, walking and mincing as they go, and
| making tinklng with their feet; in that day
| the Lord will take away the bravery of their
| tinkling ornaments about their feet, and their
cauls, and their round tires like the moon, the
| chains and the bracelets, and the mufflers, the
| bonnets, and the headbands, and the tablets,
and the earrings, the rings and the nose jewels,
| the changeable suits of apparel, and the man.
ties, and the wimples, and the erisping pins the
glasses, and the fine linen and the hoods, ana
| the walls.
Only think of woman having all tina,
onl ! am glad the world is getting better
and that fashion which was dominated in
the world so ruinously in other days has
for a little time, for little degree at any
rate, relaxed its energies. All the spien.
doris and extravaganza of this world dyed
into your robe and flung over your shout
der can not wrappeace around your heart
| for q cupla Tho ST Il
robe will utter no voice of coincidence in
the day of trouble and darkness That
woman is grandly dressed, and only she,
who is wrapped in the robe of Saviour's
Righteousness. The home may be very
humble, the hat may be very plain, the
frock may be very coarse; but the halo OF
Heaven settles in the roof when she
wears it, and the faintes5 touch Of the
resurrection angel will change that gar
ment into raiment exceeding white, so as
no fuller on earth could whiten it
| This world its fanced pearl may crave,
| TITS not the pearl for me;
| Twill dim its luster in the grave,
Twill perish in the sea.
But there's pearl of price untold,
| Which never can be bought with gold;
o, that's the pearl for me.
| The snow was very deep, and it wa!
| y
of my Christian ministry, I fastened t,
see young woman die. 1t was a very
humble home. She was an orphan; he
father had been shipwrecked on tn
banks of Newfoundland. She had earned
her own living. As | entered the room
saw nothing attractive. No pictures, N,
tai eStry, not even a cushioned chair
The snow on the window easement wa
not winter than the cheek OF that dyin,
girl. 1t was face never to be forgotten
Sweetness and majesty of soul and faitl
in God had given her matchless beauty
and the sculptor who could have caugh
the outlines of those features and frozel
, them into stone would have made himsel
immortal. With her large brown eyes sh
looked calmly into the great eternity.
, sat down by her bedside and said:
Now tell me all your troubles, and sor
; rows, and struggles, and doubts" Sh
replied:
81 have no doubts or struggles. It is al
plain to me. Jesus has smoothed tn,
way for my feet. / wish when you go t.
, your pulpit next Sunday, you would tel
the young people that religion will max,
them happy. % death, where is tn,
stingH Mr.. Talmage. wonder if this il
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