The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-02-17

wait for woman suffrage to come, n n
ever does come, but 20 lar - you can
touch ballot boxes and legislatures, and
congresses, begin the reformation; but
until Justice Il done to your sex BY the
laws Of all the States, women Of
America, take. the platforms and the pull.
pits, and no honorable man will charge
Vashti with having lost her vai'.
Again. want you this morning to CON.
slider vashti the sacrifice. VINO Is this
that see coming out Of that palace gate
OF Shushan? It seems to mo that ] have
seen her before. She comes homeless,
houseless, frisndless, trudging along with
a brokon heart, Who Is she? 1t is Vashti
the sacrifice o. what q change It was
from regal position to . wayfarer's crust.
A little while ago approved and sought
for; now none SO poor as to acknowledge
her acquaintanceship. Vashti the sacrifice.
All, you and I have seen it many q
time. Here IL q home empalaced with
beauty. All that refinement, and books,
and wealth can do for that home has been
done; but Ahasuerus, the husband and
the father. Is taking hold on paths Of sin.
He Is gradually going down. After time
he will founder and struggle like wild
beast in the hunters ner-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 Centaurs breaking up the
marriage feast Of Lapithm. The house
f,S1I <xR1 30 nvSA how inn.
tion, while trudging forth from the palace
gate are Vashti and her children. There
are homes represented in this house this
morning that are in danger Of such
breaking up. o, Ahasuerus, thai you
should stand in home, by dissipated
life destroying the peace and comfort OF
that home. God forbid that your chill.
dren should ever have to ring their hards.
and have people point their finger :at
them as they pass down the strset
and say: "There goes a drunkard's
child" God forbid that the III.
tie feet should ever have to trudge tho
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 blasting, blistering, aIl-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
up paiatial residence, gave IN ali for
what she considered right. Sacrifice! Is
there anything more sublime?
A steamer called the Prairie Belle, burn
ing on the Mississippi river, Bludso, the
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. ne persisted, but
he saved all the passengers. Two verses
of pathetic poetry describe the scene, but
the verses are little rough, and so ]
changed q word or two:
Through the hot. black breath Of the burning
Jim Bludso's voice was heard,
And they all had trust in his stubbornncsA
And knew he would keep his word.
And sure's you're born, they ali got OF
Afore the smoke-stacks fell:
And Bludso's ghost went up above
In the smoke of the Prairie Belle.
He weren't no saint, but ut Judgment
I'd run my chance with Jim
'Longside of some pious gentlemen
That wouldn't shake hands with him.
he q seen MS Octy. q uc3u sure tnlnS,
And went for 1t there and then,
And Christ Is no. g ing to be too hard
On \ man that died for men.
Once more. I want you to look at
vashti the silent. You do not hear any
from the palace gate. From the very
of her nature you know there will
be no vociferation. Sometimes in life it is
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life it is necessary to resist; but there are
crises when the most triumphant thing
to do is to keep silence. The philosopher,
confident in his newly -discovered prin.
ciple. waited for the coming Of more in.
telligent generations, wiling that
men should laugh at the light.
ming rod and cotton gin and
Misunderstanding for long years
through the soothing and philosophical
schools. in grand and magnificent silence.
Calico, condemned by mathematicians,
and monks, and cardinals; caricatured
everywhere, yet waiting and watching
with his telescope to see the coming up oil
stellar reinforcements. when the stars in
their courses would fight for the Copper.
nican sy stem; then sit ting down in com.
plete blindness and deafness to wait fol-
the coming ON of the generations who
would build his monument and bow at
his grave. The reformer, execrated by
his cotemroraries, fastened in a pillory,
the slow fires Of public contempt burning |
under him, ground under the cylinders Of
the printing press, vet calmly waiting |
for the day when purity of soul and hero |
is m of character will get the sanction OF
of earth and the plaudits of Heaven. Al |
Fiction, enduring without any complaint |
the sharpness of the pang, and the |
violence Of the storm, and the heft Of the |
chain, and the darkness Of the night |
waiting until q divine hand shall |
be put forth to sooths the !
pang and hush the storm, and r4 |
lease the captive. A wife abused, perse- |
,uted, and perpetual exile from every |
earthly comfort-waiting, waiting until |
he Lord shall gather up his dear chill |
lren in a heavenly home, and no poor |
Vashti will ever b; thrust out from the |
palace gate. Jesus, in silence, and IA.
'wering not word, drinking the gall,
gearing the cross, in prospect Of the RAFT. |
,rous contamination when
Angels thronged His chariot wheel,
And bore Him to His throne:
Then swept their golden harps and sung
The glorious work is done.
An Arctic explorer found ship float.
ing helplessly about among the icebe-gs.
md going on board he found that the
captain was frozen at his log-book, and
he helmsman was frozen at the wheel.
md the men on the lookout were frozen
n their places. That was awful. but mag
1ificent All the Arctic blasts and all the
cebergs could not drive them from their
duty. Their silence was louder than
thunder. And this old ship of a world
,as many at their posts in the awful
hill of neglect. and frozen Of the worlds
,corn. and their silence shall be the |