News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-11-13

| the MONDAY Sky seeking It's prey en-
tbe pibbets Rizpah rises, her long mar
Hving in the wind, and, swinging her
arms wildly about, Shoes away the
bird of prey until 1t retreats 10 It's
evrie. At night she rests under 'ne
shadow of her tent and sometimes falls
/ ;nto \ drowsiness or half sleep. But
! fine sten of a jackaI among the dry
leaves or the painting OF hyena
| arouses her, and with the fury Oh d
maniac she rushes out upon the rock
CRYING, away Away" and then, ex-
aiming the gibbets to see that they
still keep their burden, returns again
m her tent till some swooping wing
| from the midnight sky or some growl-
ing monster on the rock again wakes
| her.
| THE LONE WATCH OF RIZPAH.
Another watching her dead children
through May, June, July. August, Sep
TENDER and October! What vigil!
Painters have tried to put upon canvas
the scene, and they succeeded in sketch
| ing the hawks in the sky and the pan
theirs crawling out from the jungle, but
| they fail to give the wanness, the ear
nestness, the supernatural courage, the
infinite self sacrifice of Rizpah, the
mother. A mother in the quiet home
watching by the casket of a dead child
for one night exerts the artist to his
utmost; but who is sufficient to put
upon canvas mother for six months
ofmidnights guarding her whole family,
dead and gibbeted upon the mountains!
Go home, Rizpahl You must be
awfullv tired. You are sacrificing your
reason and your life for those whom
you can never bring back again to your
BOSOM As l say that from the darkest
midnight of the century Rizpah turns
upon me and cries: How dare you
tell me to go home? | am q mother.
l am not tired You might as well ex-
pect God to get tired as for a mother
TO get tired. | cared for those boys
when they lay on my breast in infancy
and | will not forsake them now that
they are dead. Interrupt me not.
There stoops an eagle that l must drive
back with my agonized cry. There is
a panther 1 must beat back with my
club"
Do YOU know what that scene by our
roadside in Palestine makes me think
| off 1t is no unusual scene. Right
| here in these three cities by the Ameri-
can sea coast there are a thousand
cases this moment worse than that
Mothers watching boys that the rum
saloon. that annex of hell, has glib
beted in a living death. Boys hung in
| chains of evil habit they cannot break.
The father may go to sleep after wait
ing until twelve o'clock at night for the
ruined boy TO come home and, giving it
ND. he may say: Mother, come to
bed; there's no use sitting up any
longer" But mother will not go to
bed. 1t is one o'clock in the morning.
1t is half-past one. 1t is two o'clock.
1t is half-past two when he comes stag
gering through the hail.
Do you say that young man is yet
alive? No. he is dead. Dead to his
fathers entreaties. Dead to his moth
er's prayers. Dead to the family altar
where he was reared. Dead to all 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 its cold
grasp. His father is asleep, his brothers
are asleep his sisters are asleep; but his
mother is watching him, watching him
in the night. After he has gone up to
bed and fallen into a drunken sleep
his mother will go up to his room and
see that he is properly covered, and be-
fore she turns out the light will put a
kiss upon his bloated lips "Mother,
why don't you go to bedF' "Aht' she
says, Il cannot go to bed. | am Biz
pah watching the slainl''
THE POLITICAL JACKALS.
And what are the political parties OF
this country doing for such cases? They
are taking care not TO hurt the feelings
of the iackals and buzzards that roost
on the shelves of the grog shops and
boot above the dead. l am often asked
TO what political party belong, and
now declare my opinion of the political
parties today. Each one is worse than
the other, and the only consolation in
regard to them is that they have putre-
fed until they have no more power to
rot. Oh, that comparatively tame scene
upon which Rizpah lookedl She looked
upon only seven of the slain. Amer
lean motherhood and American wife
hood this moment are looking upon
seventy of the slain, upon seven hun
dred of the slain, upon seventy thou
sand of the slain. Woe! woe! woe!
My only consolation on this subject
is that foreign capitalists are buying up
the American breweries The present
owners see that the doom of that bust
ness is coming as surely as that God is
. not dead. They are unloading upon
foreign capitalists, and when we can
get these breweries into the hands of
people living on the other side of the
sea our political parties will cease to be
afraid of the liquor traffic, and at their
conventions nominating presidential
candidates viii put in their platform a
plank as big as the biggest plank Of the
biggest ocean steamer, saying: Re
solved unanimously that we always
have been and always will be opposed
to alcoholism"
But | must spur on our Arab steed,
and here we come in sight of Beeroth,
said to be the place where Joseph and
Mary missed the boy Jesus on the way
from Jerusalem TO Nazareth, going
home now from a great national fes-
tival. Where is my child, JesusF
says Mary. 'Where is my child, Jesus"
says Joseph. Among the thousands
that are returning from Jerusalem they
, Thought that certainly lac rvs.7 ~s.Al-i-,
on in the crowd. They described him,
saying: ''He is II years old, and of
light complexion and blue eyes. A lost
childr' Great excitement in all the
! crowd. Nothing SO stirs folks as the
news that a child is lost. l shall not
forget the scene when, in great out
! door meeting, I was preaching, and
some one stepped on the platform and
said that child was lost. We went on
) with the religious service, but all our
! | minds were ON the lost child.
: After a while a man brought on the
platform beautiful little tot that look
| ed like piece of heaven dropped
? down, and said, 'Here is that child -
AID | forgot all that | was preaching
about, and lifted the child to my shout
, der and said, Here is the lost child.
and the mother will come and get her
: right away or 1 will take her home