News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1891-11-05

| Pharaohs Sometimes Capital Pha-
raOh and sometimes Labor Pharaoh.
| When Capital prospers and makes large
percentage on its investment and de
clines to consider the needs OF the OPP
eratives and treats them as so many
! human machines, their nerves no more
! than the bands on the factory wheel
! then Capital is a Pharaoh. On the
! other hand, when wOrkmen, not re-
garding the anxieties and business strug
| giles of the firm employing them, and
at time when the firm are doing theil
best to meet an important contract and
need all hands busy to accomplish 1t.
at such time to have his employees
make a strike and put their employers
into extreme perplexity and severe loss
then Labor becomes a Pharaoh of
| the worst oppression, and must look
out for the judgments of God.
When in December of 1889, at the
museum at Boulac, Egypt, l looked at
the munmies of the PharaOhs, the very
miscreants who diabolized centuries,
and | saw their teeth and hair and fin
ger nails and the flesh drawn tight over
their cheek bones, the sarcophag OF
these dead monarchs side by side, and
| was so fascinated l could only with
difficulty get away from the spot,
was not looking upon the last Of the
| Pharaohs. All over the world old
merchants playing the Pharaoh over
Young merchants, old lawyers playing
the Pharaoh over young lawyers, old
doctors playing the Pharaoh over
young doctors, old artists playing the
| Pharaoh over young artists, old min
listers playing the Pharaoh over young
ministers.
Let all oppressors, whether in homes.
in churches, in stores, in offices, in fac
tories, in social life or political life, in
private life or public life know that
God hates oppressors, and they will all
come to grief here or hereafter. Pha-
raoh thought he did fine thing, Gun
| ming thing, a decisive thing when for
the complete extinction of the Hebrews
! in Egypt he ordered all the Hebrew
bows massacred, but he did not find ii
so fine a thing when his own first born
that night of the destroying angel
dropped dead on the mosaic floor at
the foot of the porphyry pillar of the
palace. Let all the Pharaohs take
warning. Some of the worst of them
are on a small scale in households as
when a man, because his arm is strong
and his voice loud, dominates his poor
wife into a domestic slavery.
There are thousands of such cases
where the wife is a lifetime serf, hei
| opinion disregarded, her tastes insulted,
and her existence a wretchedness,
| though the world may not know it. 1t
| is a Pharaoh that sits at the head OF
| that table, and Pharaoh that tyran
nizes that home. There is no more alb
| horrent Pharaoh than domestic Pha,
raoh. There are thousands of women
to whom death is passage from Egypt
to Canaan, because they get rid of q
cruel taskmaster.
What an accursed monster is that
man who keeps his wife in dread about
| how she introduces an article of mil
linery or womanly wardrobe without
| humiliating consultation and apology.
Who is that man acting so? For si1
| months-in order to win that woman's
heart, he sent her every few days q
bouquet wound with white ribbon, and
an endearing couplet, and took her tO
concerts and theaters, and helped heI
into carriages as though she were a
princess, and ran across the room tC
pick up her pocket handkerchief with
the speed of an antelope, and on the
marriage day promised all that the lit
urgy required, saying, II willP' with
an emphasis that excited the admira-
ton of all spectators.
But now he begrudges her two cents
for a postage stamp, and wonders why
she rides across Brooklyn bridge when
| the foot passage costs nothing. He
| thinks now she is awful plain, and he
acts like the devil, while he thunders
out: Where did you get that new hat
| from? That's where my money goes.
Where's my breakfasts Do you call
that coffee2 Didn't tell you to sew
on that button2 Want to see your
mother, do you2 You are always go
ing to see your mother! What are you
whimpering about2 Hurry up, now.
and get my slippers! Where's the
newspaper" The tone, the look, the
mpatience-thec cruelty of a Pharaoh
That is what gives so many women
cowed down look. Pharaoh, you had
better take your iron heel off that wom-
ans neck, or God will help you remove
your heel. She says nothing. For the
sake of avoiding a scandal she keeps
silent; but her tears and wrongs have
gone into a record that you will have to
meet as certainly as Pharaoh had to
meet hail and lightning and darkness
and the death angel. God never yet
gave to any man the right to tyrannize
woman, and what a sneak you are to
take advantage of the marriage vow,
and because she cannot help herself,
and under the shelter of your own home
out-Pharaoh the Egyptian oppressor
1leT0 Is SOIlelHlIlS dWLully WIOIlS III d
household where the woman is not con
sidered of as much Importance as the
man. No room in this world for any
more Pharaohs!
SIN HAS BEEN OUR TASKMASTER.
But it rolls over on me with great
power the thought that we have all
been slaves down in Egypt, and sin
has been our taskmaster, and again and
again we have felt it's lash. But Christ
has been our Moses to lead us out OF
bondage, and we are forever free.
The Red sea of a Saviour's sacrifice
rolls deep and wide between us and
our afOretiIne bondage, and though
there may be deserts yet for us to cross
we are on the way to the Promised
Land Thanks be unto God for this
emancipating Gospel! Come up out of
Egypt, all We who are yet enslaved.
What Christ did for us he will do for
you. "Exodus!" is the word. Exodusl
Instead of the brick kilns of Egypt
come into the empurpled vineyards of
God, where one cluster of grapes is
bigger than the one that the spies
brought to the Israelites by the Brook
Eshcol, though that cluster was SO
large that it was borne between two
upon staff"