Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1890-11-20

gibbets. RiZpah by day sits ON the
ground in front of her tent, and when
a vulture begins to lower u of the
MONDAY sky seeking its prey among the
gibbets Rizpah rises, her long hair fly
ing in the wind, and swinging her
arms wildly about Shoes way the bird of
prey until it retreats to its eyrie. At night
She rests under the shadow of her tent, and
sometimes falls into a drowsiness or half
sleep. But the step of q jackal among the
d~ryleaves or the painting of a hyena arouses
her, and with the fury of a maniac she
rushes out upon the rock crying, "Awayl
Away!' and then, examining the gibbets
to see that they still keep their burden, re-
turas again to her tent till some s%wooping
wing from the midnight sky or some
growing monster on the rock again wakes
her.
THE GIBBETs IN AMERICA.
A mother watching her dead children
through May, June, July, August. Sep
TENDER and October What a vigil Paint
ers have tried TO put upon canvas the scene,
and they succeeded in sketching the hawks
in the sky and the panthers crawling out
from the jungle, but they fail to give the
wanness, the earnestness, the supernatural
courage, the infinite self sacrifice of Rizpah,
the mother. A mother in the quiet home
watching by the casket of a lead child for
one night exerts the artist to his utmost,
but who is sufficient to put upon canvas Il
mother for six months OF midnights guard
ing her whole family, dead and gibbeted
upon the mountainsY
Go home, Rizpahi You must be awfully
tired. You are sacrificing your reason and
your life for those whom you can never
bring back AGAIN to your bosom. As ! say
that from the darkest midnight Of the
century RiZnah turns upon me and cries:
Glow dare you tell me to go home? Lam
a mother. am not tired. You rairlit n
well expect God to get tired as for Il mother
to get tired. cared for those boys when
they lay on my breast in infancy, and |
viii not forsake them now that they are
dead. Interrupt me not. There stoops m
eagle that I must drive hack with my
agonized cry. There is a panther | must
beat bacl; with my cluhln
Do you know what that scene by our
roadside in Palestine makes me think OFF
II is no unusual scene. Right here in these
three cities by the American sea coast
there are a thousand eases this moment
worse than that. Mothers watching boys
that the ram saloon, that annex Of hell.
has gihbeted in a living death. Boys hung
in chains Of evil habit they cannot break
The father may 90 to sleep after waiting
until y o'clock at night for the ruined
boy to come home and, giving Il mp, he
may say, "Mother, come 10 bed; there's no
use sitting up any longef.n But mother
will not go to bed. It is | O'Clock in the
morning. II is half-past |. 1t is 2 o'clock.
Il l. I.TF .4,af. % .-Ia.. l.. -, rt...-.wsa.I
through the hall.
Do You say that young man is yet aliye2
No: he is dead. Dead to his fathers eli
treaties. Dead 10 bis mothers prayers.
Dead to the family altar where he was
reared. Dead to MI the noble ambitions
that once inspired him. Twice dead. Only
"A corpse Of what he once was. Gibbeted
before God and man and angels and devils.
Chained in a death that will not loosen It's
cold grasp. His fatheri is asleep, his broth
ers are asleep, his sisters are asleep: hut
his mother is watching him. watching him
in the night. After he has gone MP to bed
and fallen into g drunken sleep his mother
will 20 mp TO his room and see thai he is
properly covered, and before she turns ont
the light will put a kiss npon his bloated
lips. sMother, why dom you 20 to bedfn
"Ah!N she says, 81 cannot 90 TO bed. lam
watching the slainl'
A POINTED POLITICAL SECESSION.
And what are the political parties of this
doing for such cases2 They are
cure not % hurt the feelings u the
and buzzgrds that roost on the
Of the grog shops and boot above
the dead. ] am often asked 70 what polit-
.cal purity ] belong, and | now declare my
Of the political parties today. Each
1ne is worse than the other. and the only
consolation in regard TO them IS that they
nave prtreied until they have no more
to rot. Oh, that comparatively
anne scene upon which Rizpah looked
She looked upon only seven Of the slain.
american motherhood and American wife
lood this moment are looking upon sew
nty of the slain, upon seven hundred of
he slain, upon seventy thousand Of the
lain. Woe woel woel
Ny only consolation on this subject is
foreign capitalists are buying up the
breweries. The present owners
&c that the doom of that business is com
ng as surely rs that Gods not dead. They
re unloading upon foreign capitalists,
nd when we can get these breweries into
hN hhhhS vi ucNlllt iAflB On Tue ttHtf
ide of the sea our political parties viii
ease to be afraid Of the liquor traffic. and 4,
{ their conventions nominating presiden-
ial candidates will put in their platform /
plank as big as the biggest plank Of the
ocean steamer, saying: Resolved D.,
unanimously that We always have been I,
always will be opposed to alcoholism (,
But ! must spur on our Arab steed, and I
we come in sight of Beeroth, said to I
G the place where Joseph and Mary missed I
he boy Jesus on the way from Jerusalem 4,
% Nazareth. going home now from a great
ationai festival. Where is my child. ,
esuss' says Mary. "Where is my child. /.
esusy" says Joseph. Among the thou I
ands tifat are returning from Jerusalem +,
hey thought that certainly he was walk
lg On in the crowd. They described him.. {
lie is y years old, and Of light
ompleVien and blue ewes. \ lost childiv i
treat excitement in all the crowd. Moth ,
NJ 50 stirs folks as the news that a child {
lost. shall not forget the scene when.l f,
h a great outdoor meeting. I was preach I
ng. and come one stepped on the platform !
nd said that q child was lost. We went I
n with the religious service, but all our +,
minds were on the lost child.
After n while a maj brought on the plat